I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield-Chapter 592 - 463: Frozen Gate (Part 2)

Within the Martial Arts Hall, the flow of time seemed to be infinitely prolonged.

The Martial Arts Primordial Spirit continued to practice; when the third move "Thunder Web Capturing Soul" was performed, countless thunder blades intertwined into a gigantic thunder web. The lightning at the web’s eye kept circulating, emitting waves of spatial confinement;

When the fourth move "Reincarnation Slash Prison" was initiated, the figure of the Primordial Spirit constantly shuttled between the thunder scars, the blade light forming a closed loop. Each slash became stronger than the last, and the "enemy" was continuously wounded within the reincarnating blade shadows but could never escape the range of the thunder scars.

Qin Tian’s mind was completely immersed, vividly sensing the Primordial Spirit’s control over Thunder Spiritual Energy—precisely knowing when to concentrate power, when to disperse thunder glow, and when to leverage the essence of heavenly thunder tribulation.

Originally complex and intricate sword momentum to him gradually became transparent as the Primordial Spirit practiced, with each high requirement for concept, swordsmanship, and spiritual energy getting resolved through repeated trials.

Time unknown, the Martial Arts Primordial Spirit finally began to practice the last move "Ten Thousand Thunders Fall Silent."

The Primordial Spirit raised the thunder blade high overhead, the thunder glow around him suddenly surged. The hall’s ceiling fireflies seemed invoked, countless martial arts truths related to thunder gathered and merged into the thunder blade.

In an instant, a purple thunder column piercing the heavens formed in the hall’s center, surrounding the column. The thunder scars and thunder web left by the previous moves were entirely detonated, transforming into thousands of thunder threads tethered around the column.

"Slash!"

With Qin Tian’s silent shout in his heart, the Martial Arts Primordial Spirit swung down the blade.

The purple thunder column, carrying thousands of thunder threads, slashed at the ground’s "enemy," vibrating the void wherever it passed, even creating subtle cracks on the Martial Arts Hall’s ground.

At the moment the column fell, all thunder energy abruptly contracted, then explosively burst, forming a sea of destructive thunder—this was the essence of "Fall Silent," extreme destruction first, then return to calm, obliterating the enemy thoroughly within the thunder tribulation.

With the move completed, the Martial Arts Primordial Spirit stood with the blade withdrawn, the surrounding thunder glow gradually dissipating.

And at the hall’s center, the martial arts truths of the first four moves and the destructive power of the final move slowly condensed into a brilliant light wheel, inscribed with five blade scars corresponding to the five moves of the "Thunder Tribulation Reincarnation Saber," each blade scar surrounded by a haunting aura of thunder tribulation, emanating disturbing vibrations.

Qin Tian’s consciousness slowly exited the Martial Arts Hall, opening his eyes to see lingering remnants of thunder glow.

He raised his hand in a virtual grasp, a purple thunder blade light coalesced in his palm, containing profound meaning of thunder tribulation and the momentum of reincarnation, carrying a deep and unspeakable concept.

"It’s worthy of the Golden Level Swordsmanship."

Qin Tian curved a smile, having reached a considerable understanding of this martial technique through the insights and deduction of [Overlord Blade Body] and [Invisible Martial Practice], but with such a short time of contact, truly assimilating and even improving it with his own abilities would require extensive honing in actual combat.

"Whoa, it’s been 12 hours already."

Qin Tian glanced at the time; unknowingly, time flew swiftly.

In these 12 hours, not only did his spiritual energy break into Tier Six Five Stars, but he also successfully mastered a Golden Level swordsmanship; today’s goals were all achieved. Next...

"Let me see if I can learn more about the Luoho Clan through you."

Qin Tian looked afar, having left hunting and spatial double-layer marks on the Rakshasa girl. Even separated by hundreds of kilometers, he could precisely pinpoint her location through the marks.

...

Whoosh

Light flashed faintly

A figure appeared within the underground ice cavern

"What’s this place."

Qin Tian entered an invisibility and breath-concealing state, observing the surroundings.

This appeared to be an artificially excavated underground passage, a mix of ice and frozen soil, extending deeper.

The Rakshasa girl was further down; naturally, teleporting directly to her would be discovered, so Qin Tian teleported to a distant place, then stealthily approached.

Moving silently along the passage, Qin Tian resembled a ghost, utterly silent, without leaking any aura.

Soon, he heard a familiar voice from afar.

"When can the seal be broken."

The Rakshasa girl’s voice was less hoarse than before, carrying more authority.

"Hard to say, this kind of seal is entirely different from any known seals we’re familiar with. We need more time to study before locating the array’s core."

A deep male voice sounded.

"Another study session? You’ve been studying for a full two years without any breakthrough progress. If you continue dragging on like this, explain yourself to the Military Lord!"

The Rakshasa girl’s tone suddenly became sharp.

"Alaya, it’s not us who are dragging."

The man’s voice held helplessness, "I’ve already explained, this seal array is completely different from the Empire’s seal system; we at least need to understand its seal principles to reverse-deduce a method to break it. Typically, with such a large and complex seal array, at least five teams are required to study together for quick results. But look, there are only ten of us here; the rest are top experts monitoring us. If you can bring two more excellent seal teams, I have confidence that we can crack the seal within half a year."

"Gao Shiniang, don’t play tricks in front of me."

The Rakshasa girl said coldly, "I’ll give you three months, if the seal isn’t properly broken, we’ll forcefully break it open. At that time, you’ll lose your value; you know very well what the consequence will be."

After these words, the man paused for a long while before slowly speaking:

"Alaya, three months is too tight, even the Zhuge Family, the Empire’s most proficient in array seal techniques, cannot break this ancient seal array with just one team’s power."

"Moreover, we’re still unsure what’s sealed under this array. If we rashly destroy it and release some ancient demon or catastrophic creature, we’ll all be the Empire’s sinners then."

"Gao Shiniang, the issue you should consider now is whether you can survive after three months."

The Rakshasa girl said lightly, "Besides, no matter what’s under the seal array, the Luoho Clan has enough strength to handle it."

Hearing this, the man’s voice carried a bitter smile.

"Alright, I’ll see what I can do."

Seal array?

Qin Tian’s eyebrows slightly raised, quietly creeping along the passage, noticing the biting cold intensifying, even his Immortal Sacred Body felt a trace of chilling frost.

After rounding a bend, the view before him suddenly expanded—a colossal underground cavern with an imposing ice-sealed door silently standing, nearly occupying half of the cavern’s space, causing Qin Tian’s pupils to contract.

The ice-sealed door’s material was unknown, emitting a faint blue ghostly glow, its surface bristling with dense seal patterns.

The patterns weren’t still but flowed slowly, occasionally forming complex arrays, other times dispersing into tiny light points, each transformation exuding an ancient and majestic aura, seemingly guarding the secret behind the door.

More strangely, as the patterns flowed, a faint "buzzing" sound was audible, resembling ancient spells echoing, instinctively invoking reverence.

On either side of the ice-sealed door, stood two towering ice pillars.

Completely transparent, entangled with faint blue light bands inside, light bands faintly showed countless minute runes dancing, the surface engraved with unfamiliar writings.

In front of the ice-sealed door, approximately 20 people stood scattered.

Some wore uniform white cold-proof clothes, carrying various instruments engraved with array patterns, measuring and recording around the ice door, clearly the seal team conversing with Alaya earlier.

The rest, after Qin Tian briefly sensed them, his heart suddenly tensed.

They were all Tier Six or above spiritualists, and besides the Rakshasa girl, there were even two Tier Seven spiritualists.

Gazing at the ice-sealed door ahead, Qin Tian’s eyes showed a hint of deep thought.