I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield

Angry disbelief filled Asaki’s eyes, and he crushed his back molars, bloodshot eyes filled with veins, ”It must be Zhuge Yu’s doing!”

He dared not delay and rushed even faster toward the direction where the mark disappeared.

Before long, he arrived at a region full of ice rocks—this was exactly where the blood-hidden jade last sensed the mark.

Asaki’s gaze swept among the ice rocks, and suddenly, a crooked pattern on a massive ice rock caught his eye.

It was a crude drawing of a clown, with rough lines and poor drawing skills, yet it vividly depicted the taunting, grinning expression of the clown, a pair of round eyes seemingly mocking his incompetence in silence.

This crude graffiti felt like a poisoned dagger that pierced Asaki’s heart, as if mocking his long pursuit that turned out empty-handed, taunting him for being played for a fool!

”Ahhhh—! Qin Tian! Zhuge Yu! I will kill you! I will definitely kill you!”

The beast-like howl of rage broke through the clouds, carrying a chilling killing intent, resonating long on the snowy plains.

The howling wind and snow continued, with ice fragments striking his body, seemingly joining in the mockery of his embarrassment and helplessness.