I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield

As Qin Tian pondered in silence, in the beastman ranks, the leader of the ancient dragon race, Gu Yun, stepped forward first, slightly bending his posture, his voice loud, flawlessly speaking the language of the Empire to the entire plaza:

"Gu Yun of the Ancient Dragon Race, representing the beastman team, representing His Majesty Gu Zhan, pays homage to the Holy Martial Emperor, wishing His Majesty good health and the Empire’s eternal prosperity!"

Ji Haoxuan scanned Gu Yun with a faint gaze, his voice deep and dignified: "Guests are welcome; the Empire welcomes you all. This Nine Stars martial meeting is a cooperative endeavor between our Empire and various beastman clans. In consideration of all clans seeking opportunities, I grant you entry into the Secret Realm. But remember, within the Secret Realm, you must abide by the rules, restrain your people, refrain from causing trouble or inciting conflicts, or the Empire will not consider ties of cooperation."

Upon hearing this, Gu Yun’s heart tightened, a sense of fear spontaneously rising within. He slightly lowered his head, trying to calm down, and said solemnly:

"Yes, Your Majesty."

As his words fell, the Emperor slowly raised his gaze, overlooking everyone in the plaza.

"The Nine Stars martial meeting opens immediately; the Celestial Stele is tainted with demonic qi. As you each lead your troops into the Secret Realm, you must strive to slay the Stele Demons, purge the demonic qi from the Celestial Stele, and protect the purity of the Stele."

He paused, his eyes sweeping over every strong figure present, his tone slightly relaxed: "I hope you all can emerge victorious and safeguard yourselves. Once the Secret Realm battle concludes, you all may return safely."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Everyone bowed in unison in response, their voices loud and imposing like a rainbow.

The Emperor nodded slightly, turning his gaze to Yu Wenkai in front, speaking softly: "Open the Celestial Stele."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Yu Wenkai bowed his hands to receive the order. Immediately afterward, he slowly raised his hand, and a golden token instantly appeared in his palm.

The token was engraved with complex dragon patterns, with a red crystal stone embedded in the dragon’s eye, emitting a faint energy fluctuation—this was the key to opening the Celestial Stele.

Yu Wenkai concentrated rich spiritual energy in his palm, slowly injecting it into the golden token.

In a moment, the dragon pattern on the token was completely activated, and the red crystal stone erupted with dazzling golden light, causing the entire token to float up, revolving constantly above his palm.

Immediately, a concentrated golden light shot out from the token, piercing through the sky like a meteor, landing precisely at the center of the Golden Palace.

In the plaza, everyone’s eyes were tightly fixed on that ray of golden light, for everyone knew that the position of the Celestial Stele lay beneath the golden throne, symbolizing the supreme royal authority of the Human Empire, as well as the Empire’s most powerful divine artifact.

The golden throne is not only the Emperor’s seat but also the stabilizing force that suppresses the demonic Celestial Stele. Only by leveraging the power of the golden throne can the Celestial Stele be mobilized to open the Secret Realm.

As the golden light penetrated the bottom of the golden throne, a second later, a more majestic golden light soared from beneath the throne, breaking through the clouds, creating an elegant curve in the air, like a long rainbow at sunset, enveloping the entire plaza.

In an instant, everyone present felt an immense and mysterious power descending, paired with the pressure of the golden throne and the ancient Dao resonance of the Celestial Stele.

Everyone knew in their hearts that this was the golden throne as the guide, and the impending signal of the Celestial Stele’s activation.

The golden light grew increasingly resplendent, and each great holy blood clan camp and the nine royal clans of the beastmen began to rapidly form an array, tightly connecting the forces within their respective teams.

They did this to prevent themselves from being scattered across the Secret Realm’s spatial forces upon entry into the Celestial Stele Secret Realm. Boom~

A gigantic and mysterious array suddenly emerged on the ground, its lines crisscrossing, emitting a faint golden light.

Soon, the array’s paths activated, dazzling light burst forth from the lines, illuminating the entire plaza.

As the rays of light flickered, the people of each camp began to disappear consecutively.

First was the beastman team, followed by the Leng Family, Xiao Family, Vladimir Clan...

Qin Tian raised his hand, gesturing for the warriors behind him to prepare for teleportation, while glancing subconsciously around with his peripheral vision.

But just then, his gaze suddenly stopped.

He saw Dongfang Haoyue lifting his head, looking up at the sky above the plaza, his eyes intensely fluctuating, expressing extreme complexity in the emotions conveyed.

Qin Tian followed Dongfang Haoyue’s gaze, slowly looking up, and as he saw the figure above, his expression suddenly turned sharp.

...

The vast and boundless world, towering mountains rising imposingly, shrouded in a faint mist of spiritual qi.

The entire space was filled with an enigmatic and peculiar power, gentle and pure, like a clear spring cleansing the soul. Within it, the doubts lingering in one’s heart, bottlenecks in cultivation, even past troubles, quietly dissolved at that moment.

However, this clarity and tranquility were soon completely disrupted by the thin dark mist drifting from the sky.

The dark mist veiled the sky like a delicate gauze, hazy and eerie, securely trapping and locking that enigmatic power, as though separated by a layer of blurry glass, preventing that pure Dao resonance from spreading.

The air faintly carried a subtle cold breath, contrasting sharply with the pure energy below, emanating an indescribable sense of eeriness and oppression.

At this moment, a ray of golden light burst forth from beneath the ground, quickly followed by the rapid emergence of a gigantic golden array on the ground.

A moment later, the golden light gradually dissipated, and silhouettes began to appear neatly in the center of the array, imposing in momentum —these were the troops of the Dongfang Clan.

The Azure Wood banner fluttered in the front, while the warriors, all in a vigilant mood, looked around the environment curiously yet cautiously.

"This is the Celestial Stele Secret Realm."

Qin Tian quickly inspected the surroundings, then turned his gaze to Dongfang Haoyue again.

At this moment, Dongfang Haoyue seemed to have adjusted rapidly during the teleportation. He was also carefully observing the surroundings, no trace of anomaly visible in his eyes.

Qin Tian discreetly withdrew his gaze, then completely opened his five senses.

Hearing, smelling, magnetic sensing, energy perception

Various strong or weak breaths formed an accurately positioned biological hotspot map in his mind, leaving nothing hidden.

"All team leaders, gather here with me."

At this moment, the team leader of the Dongfang Clan, Tier Eight Seven Stars Elder Dongfang Chen, spoke.

Qin Tian quickly perfected this hotspot map and then stepped toward Dongfang Chen.

Soon, the team leaders were gathered.

With a wave of his hand, Dongfang Chen summoned a wooden hut from the ground, followed by several wooden stools rising from the earth.

"Sit."

Once seated, Dongfang Chen took out a paper map and several communication shells.

"In the Celestial Stele Secret Realm, all electronic devices are disabled; hence we must use these communication shells to maintain contact."

Dongfang Chen said seriously, "The communication channels of these shells have been established. You can use the communication shells to contact Dongfang Clan at any time; likewise, you can build channels among each other to stay connected."

Qin Tian accepted the communication shell, not unfamiliar with it, knowing that Kesler of the Eternal Ice Silkworm had left him an ice shell, through which Kesler would convey his brother’s location.

Whether that fellow Kesler could survive to meet me is another question.

Don’t get killed by your brother, or else where will I find the time-space Amber.

Qin Tian murmured secretly, then looked up at the unfolded map.

"Currently, we, along with the positions of the other eight great holy blood camps, are shown as depicted on the map."

Everyone carefully scrutinized the map.

The center was densely filled with black color, while the teams symbolizing the Nine Great Holy Blood Clans were positioned on the outskirts of the black area.

"Our objective is simple."

Dongfang Chen said solemnly: "Start from the assigned area, progressively advance inward, eliminate the Stele Demons, and purge the demonic qi."

"Do we need to kill all the Stele Demons?"

One of the corporate leaders asked.

Dongfang Chen shook his head: "No need, once the demonic qi is cleared to a certain extent, the Celestial Stele will automatically suppress the Heavenly Demons, releasing the Celestial Stele Light."

Upon hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. If that’s the case, the pressure is less than expected.

"By the way, where have those beastmen gone?" Someone suddenly asked.

Dongfang Chen smiled faintly and pointed to a location on the map: "They are here."

Everyone looked closely and displayed a curious expression on their faces.

That location was right at the center of the map, where the black area was most concentrated.