Fantasy: After transmigrating, I effortlessly became a god.

"Li Po, your death is near."

These words resounded like thunder, echoing through the empty building.

Li Po turned around abruptly, a flicker of fear and confusion in his eyes. Unbeknownst to him, the mysterious masked archer had silently appeared behind him, his cold, deep eyes seeming to pierce through his very soul.

His hands were empty; he had discarded the bow. He stood there with his hands behind his back, yet Li Po could not find any flaws in his defenses.

The voice was both familiar and unfamiliar to Li Po, but he couldn't immediately recall who it belonged to.

"Haha..." The archer laughed wildly. He could tell that Li Po didn't remember who he was. He laughed for a long time before slowly taking off his mask.

A face etched with the marks of time appeared, his eyes filled with fury, as if he wanted to burn Li Po to ashes.

"Fengzi Country."

Li Po shouted in disbelief. He never expected that the person who came would be Feng Ziguo, who was hiding in Xisi Street like a rat.

“Li Po, you still remember me, that’s good.” Feng Ziguo’s voice was low and hoarse, every word sounding like hatred squeezed out from the depths of his heart.

"Feng Ziguo, what's wrong with you? Thirteen years have passed, and you're still pestering this commander? Do you have a death wish? Are you here to die today?"

Knowing that the archer was Feng Ziguo, Li Po was no longer worried. Feng Ziguo had been hiding in Xisi Street like a rat for years, and Li Po despised him from the bottom of his heart. After all, he had won a complete victory thirteen years ago, while Feng Ziguo had suffered a complete defeat.

He's just a defeated opponent; he's not afraid of him.

"Death?"

Feng Ziguo's voice was like a cold blade, "Li Po, today I will make you pay for the crimes you committed back then!"

Before he finished speaking, Feng Ziguo moved and vanished from his spot like a ghost. The next moment, he appeared behind Li Po, striking out with a palm, his spiritual energy surging, accompanied by a sharp whooshing sound.

Li Po reacted extremely quickly, twisting his body to barely avoid the palm strike, and shouted in terror.

"Spirit Fusion Realm? You've broken through to the Spirit Fusion Realm?"

"You know too late. Today I'm going to peel off your skin and see what kind of face lies beneath, capable of doing so many heinous things."

Their gazes met in mid-air, as if electricity were colliding. The surrounding air seemed to freeze under this powerful aura, and time stood still at that moment.

Li Po knew that his only chance of survival was to fight to the death.

Suddenly, Li Po moved! He activated the Tiger Soul Body to its limit, his muscles bulging, like a tiger descending the mountain, charging towards Fengzi Kingdom with unparalleled momentum.

With a single punch, a tiger's roar shook the heavens.

Feng Ziguo was surrounded by spiritual energy, as if he were one with heaven and earth. He stretched out his palms and gently pushed, and a surge of spiritual energy rushed towards Li Po like a torrent.

"boom!"

A loud bang shook the entire building. Li Po was sent flying backward, but Feng Ziguo stood still.

Li Po's strength was only 9,900 jin, while Feng Ziguo's strength reached 12,000 jin after breaking through to the Fusion Spirit Realm, and he also had the support of spiritual energy, so he was definitely superior to Li Po.

Li Po scrambled to his feet, sprawling from the splinters, and roared again, his body lunging at Feng Ziguo like a tiger. His fists were so fast they were mere afterimages, each punch carrying the ferocious power of the Tiger Soul Body as it struck Feng Ziguo.

Feng Ziguo displayed the formidable strength of the early stage of the Spirit Fusion Realm. His figure was elusive, sometimes appearing above Li Po's head, sometimes behind him. His palms sliced ​​through the air like two sharp blades, each strike carrying a sharp spiritual energy.

The fight between the two became increasingly intense, with each collision producing a deafening roar.

Li Po kept looking for an opportunity to escape, but Feng Ziguo was like a ghost, always managing to force him back into the building with a single palm strike.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, Li Po's body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing through the wooden wall of the building and landing heavily on the ground.

puff……

Li Po spat out a mouthful of blood. He had withstood more than ten moves from Feng Ziguo, but was ultimately defeated.

He scrambled to his feet and ran wildly out of the courtyard. He was terrified and only wanted to escape.

“You know nothing about the Spirit Fusion Realm.”

Feng Ziguo's voice rang in Li Po's ears as if it came from hell, and then he felt an irresistible force coming from his waist.

Click.

Li Po's spine was broken by Feng Ziguo's kick. He was kicked against the wall like a dead dog and then fell heavily to the ground.

Feng Ziguo pulled a small knife from his waist, his voice icy cold.

"Li Po, I heard that you skinned three girls alive in the Underworld. Today, I'll let you taste what it's like to skin someone alive."

At the banquet, Zhang Yi and Lord Zhou chatted animatedly, like chili peppers and Sichuan peppercorns in a hot pot—spicy yet harmonious. Zhang Yi's status as the deputy commander of the Xuanhu Army seemed to have been completely forgotten tonight, leaving only his hearty laughter echoing in the night sky.

Guo Yi, on the other hand, was like a freshly roasted duck, exuding an enticing aroma and brimming with confidence. He sipped his wine while engaging in lively discussions with Zhang Yi and Lord Zhou, as if the entire world were under his control.

While the two were still chatting merrily, Zheng Qian had already secretly joined forces with the four deputy commanders, Zhao Long, Wang Yue, Li Ying, and Ma Teng, to stage a grand drama of "five tigers seizing power."

Their goal was clear: to seize military power from the Xuanhu Army!

Li Po has been captured, and now only Zhang Yi, who commands 10,000 troops from the 11th to the 20th battalions, is still causing trouble. Once Zhang Yi is captured, the military power of the Xuanhu Army will be firmly in Zheng Qian's hands.

“Commander Zhang, every year our Shangxi Prefecture sends five hundred students to the Xuanhu Army to experience a month of military life. If you agree, Shangxi Prefecture will cover the living expenses of five thousand Xuanhu soldiers for a year.”

Upon hearing Lord Zhou's request, Zhang Yi immediately agreed, "No problem, Lord Zhou can have them live in my Eleventh Battalion. I guarantee that they will undergo earth-shattering changes within a month, and each of them will become an iron-blooded warrior."

"The joint training of students by Shangxi Prefecture and Xuanhu Army is a powerful alliance that will surely become a legendary tale in Wuyan Kingdom." Guo Yi interjected at the perfect moment, without creating any awkwardness.

Zheng Qian acted as if nothing had happened, drinking alone where Zhang Yi could see him. Wu Yuxiao arrived a few minutes later and whispered to Zheng Qian.

"Li Po was skinned alive, and finally had his throat slit, dying a death beyond any hope of survival. Feng Ziguo said he wouldn't take command, but he would assist you, however, on one condition: you have to agree to one of his terms?"

"What are the conditions?" Zheng Qian asked, puzzled. Did he really not want to be a commander, but only seek revenge?

“When he made his move in Yan City, Consort Mei was unable to stop him.”

"Who are you going to attack?"

“He didn’t say.” Wu Yuxiao shook his head, then said mysteriously, “I guess it’s targeting the Feng family and the Hua family. Thirteen years ago, those two families did something that offended Fengzi Kingdom.”

Zheng Qian fell silent. Only he knew how he got the gold medal in his hand. It was definitely not like what they imagined, that it was a protective charm given to him by Consort Mei to help him get things done.

Zheng Qian doesn't even dare to go back to Yan City now, so he really can't agree to Feng Ziguo's request. He then asked, "How long will it take for the Feng Huo Army to arrive in Yan City?"

"If the journey goes smoothly, it will take another seven days. However, if the Crown Prince's forces obstruct the way, the time will be uncertain." Wu Yuxiao is now in charge of relaying messages to Zheng Qian, and everything needs to go through him, so he has a thorough understanding of military intelligence.

"What about the Changwu Army?"

Wu Yuxiao looked around and whispered, "We'll all be here in two days."

Zheng Qian nodded, glanced at the Xuanhu Army camp, and as if making a decision, took a deep breath and said.

"Tell Feng Ziguo that as long as he doesn't do anything immoral, I'll agree to his request. Also, the Changwu Army should not gather here. All brothers should break up into smaller groups and enter the north gate of Yancheng to await orders."

"We will give Wu Yanguo a blood transfusion."