I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield

Lan’s spiritual energy infusion speed increased even more, the blue light of the Ice Seal Order nearly solidifying into substance, but he clearly sensed the weakening connection with the Frozen Throne, the only feedback from the throne growing ever stronger was a ”sense of collapse”.

He looked up, and on the surface of that black heart appeared a blurry human face, grinning ferociously at him.

”It’s over...”

At the edge of the battlefield, a Tier Six Spiritualist murmured, his face pale as paper.

Ji Taiyan clenched his fists, dragon energy swirling around him but to no avail, everyone’s gaze was fixed on the crumbling Frozen Throne, their hearts sinking into despair.

At this moment, Qin Tian’s gaze fell on the shattered cracks of the Frozen Throne, a thought suddenly flashed in his mind.

Perhaps, there’s still a chance~