I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield

Qin Tian spewed a large mouthful of blood, his body swayed, the snow-pine-like figure tilted slightly, yet still did not fall, only slowly straightened his spine.

And at this moment, the white-robed man’s complexion changed suddenly, a fierce pain shot through his chest, a mouthful of blood spurted uncontrollably, his Spiritual Energy fluctuations becoming chaotic—the reflective damage had taken effect.

Emperor’s Dominator Physique’s 30% reflect damage, together with Tortoise Shell Rebound’s 40% reflect damage, a total of 70% of the damage reflected back to him, even with formidable strength, the backlash arrived as expected.

”What?!”

The assassins on that side saw this scene, their faces full of disbelief, eyes wide with shock—the white-robed master they revered as a deity, had actually been injured?