Fantasy: After transmigrating, I effortlessly became a god.

The ground trembled, and countless beasts surged forth from the depths of the forest and the edge of the wasteland, a dark mass with bloodthirsty glints in their eyes.

The monsters roared and howled, their sounds shaking the heavens and tearing the air apart. These monsters came in all shapes and sizes: some were like giant elephants, trampling mountains and rivers; some were like tigers descending from the mountains, their momentum overwhelming; some were clad in iron armor, like a torrent of steel, weaving a net of death.

"My God, how could there be monsters attacking the city?"

"I'm doomed, I'm doomed this time."

"Quickly, everyone huddle together and fight off the monsters."

Outside the city, some people screamed in fear, while other caravans used their goods as a defensive barrier against the approaching army of monsters.

On the official road, some merchants tried to urge their horses to gallop to the city walls, but the horses became frightened and ran amok, unhorsing and trampling them to death or injury. Many more merchants, carrying weapons and abandoning all their goods, rushed to the city walls, using them as cover to find companions to fight off the monsters.

The fastest to react was the Scorpion Merchant Guild of the Scorpion Kingdom. With over a hundred members, led by a swordsman, they had already positioned themselves at the forefront, all armed and watching the demonic beast army with a mixture of calm and terror.

Zheng Qian looked over and saw that the hundreds of Scorpion Merchant Guild members were positioned very carefully. Their shield bearers were in front, their swordsmen in the middle, and their archers at the very back. In the middle of them, there was a wagon covered with goods by a cowhide tarpaulin. The lead swordsman stood in front of the wagon, having just severed the horse's head with a single stroke, his eyes fixed resolutely on the goods.

The practice of slaying horses with swords is very sensible. Even well-trained warhorses will tremble with fear under the pressure of demonic beasts and will instinctively flee for their lives. This will not only fail to serve as a defense but will also disrupt their defensive formation from within.

Zheng Qian stood in the Lone Ranger camp, glancing at the goods out of the corner of his eye. Since the Scorpion Merchant Guild centered around it, it must be something very important.

Roar……

The monsters roared and tore the people on the official road apart. The blood made them even more enraged and bloodthirsty, and they ran even faster.

One kilometer, eight hundred meters, five hundred meters.

"put."

When the monster was 500 meters away from the city wall, the first wave of arrows rained down from the city wall.

Whizzing……

The monsters died instantly, but the monsters behind them were fearless. They trampled the corpses of the dead monsters and charged toward the city wall.

The agile beast leaped several times, soaring towards the top of the city wall. The powerful yet clumsy beast charged at the human defenses outside the city and crashed into the city wall.

Hand-to-hand combat is about to break out.

"what……"

"kill……"

The moment the monsters charged toward the defensive line, screams of agony were heard, but they were quickly drowned out by the monsters' roars and battle cries.

Clang. Zheng Qian drew the heavy sword Zhenyue, given to him by Lü Jin, and with one strike, he cleaved the giant wolf that pounced on him. The wolf's blood splattered everywhere, but this did not frighten the monsters. Instead, it aroused their bestiality, and even more monsters rushed towards Zheng Qian.

The number of humans outside the city has drastically decreased. Under the onslaught of the demon beast army, they are unable to kill the demon beasts, let alone withstand their attacks.

"Open the door, I don't want to die."

"General Xia, please open the door."

The shadow of death loomed over everyone's hearts. They were filled with fear and kept begging Xia Zhen to open the gate, but the city gate remained tightly shut, offering them no way to survive.

Zheng Qian moved like lightning. He didn't limit himself to defense but launched a charge, weaving through the dense horde of demonic beasts. Every time he swung his sword, it was accompanied by the howls and falls of the demonic beasts.

"That's incredible, brother, you actually went out and started killing."

"Brother, protect me, and I'll pay you a thousand taels of gold."

Zheng Qian's formidable fighting skills gave hope to the lone ranger who fought alongside him against the monsters; they never expected to have such a powerful and capable individual in their team.

In the past two months, Zheng Qian had slain many demonic beasts, but this was his first time fighting a demonic beast tide, and also the first time he had witnessed such a large-scale demonic beast tide. The demonic beasts were boundless and impossible to kill completely. He remained silent, constantly swinging his sword to slay them, doing his best to protect the people behind him.

The heavy sword Zhenyue seemed to have a life of its own in Zheng Qian's hands. Every swing was precise and deadly. Whether it was a cunning or agile beast, or a monster covered in scales, none could withstand Zheng Qian's sword.

Everyone else was terrified, but Zheng Qian remained calm. He kept killing, and the mysterious liquid in his mind kept falling, restoring his physical and mental strength, so that he did not feel tired at all and always maintained full strength.

"The first strike of the Three-Stage Slash: Phantom Sky Rift."

Zheng Qian's blood and spiritual energy surged, a flash of bloodlust crossed his eyes, and his sword light slashed through the sky, leaving a trail of afterimages. Wherever it passed, demonic beasts perished.

"Good, well done."

"Brother, you're awesome! You're amazing! After you defeat the monsters, I want to follow you."

Cheers erupted behind them. There were no more living monsters within a five-meter radius of Zheng Qian, giving them a chance to catch their breath and finally see a glimmer of hope for survival.

Attracted by the cheers, the leader of the Scorpion Merchant Guild glanced at the powerful Zheng Qian, then turned back to continue killing the monsters with a cold look in his eyes.

This kind of reckless fool, once he exhausts all his strength, will surely face death.

"Second slash, Wind Blade Soul Severing."

Zheng Qian's aura intensified, and the sword light, mixed with spiritual energy forming wind blades, shot outwards. At the same time, Zheng Qian's figure darted across the battlefield, and the demonic beasts within ten meters were unable to resist this power and were all cut in two.

"The third strike, the boundless天地无极 (Heaven and Earth Without Limits)."

Zheng Qian's aura intensified, his eyes gleaming with an invincible conviction, as if a war god had descended to earth. The instant the heavy sword was swung, a gust of wind erupted from the blade, and a dazzling sword light shot straight into the sky, seemingly tearing the heavens and earth apart. Under this boundless sword force, all the demonic beasts within fifteen meters were instantly slain, none able to escape.

"So powerful." On the city wall, the soldiers saw a cultivator wielding a heavy sword cutting through the monsters. Wherever he went, no monster survived.

Xia Zhen was also drawn to Zheng Qian's gaze. He shook his head dismissively, "Young and impetuous, his killing move has exhausted his strength. He's not far from death."

"Hmph, ignorant." The Scorpion Merchant Guild's swordsman sneered. He had already envisioned Zheng Qian being exhausted and torn to pieces by the demonic beast.

Everyone wants to be a hero, but those who lack the ability to show off will only end up as dead dogs.

However, to their surprise, Zheng Qian showed no signs of exhaustion after completing his three-stage slash. These demonic beasts were characterized by their immense strength; while some were highly agile and others possessed strong defenses, they were all rendered vulnerable and killed with a single blow under his powerful strike.

As the mysterious liquid in his mind dissipated, Zheng Qian felt refreshed. He revealed a satisfied expression and swung his heavy sword once more, continuously reaping the lives of demonic beasts.

There were simply too many demonic beasts; one batch was killed, and another surged in. At the horizon, even more demonic beasts were charging towards Jinlan City.

"The first strike of the Three-Stage Slash: Phantom Sky Rift."

Zheng Qian relentlessly used his Triple Slash to kill demonic beasts, while humans in other areas died one after another. Behind Zheng Qian, the humans stood leisurely watching him fight his way in and out of the battlefield with unparalleled ease.

After two months of hard work, his Triple Slash has become even more powerful and fierce. As long as he doesn't use his full strength, he can keep killing indefinitely.

"I've lived for decades and I've never seen such a fierce person."

"That's incredible! He doesn't seem to get tired; he just keeps using killer moves."

"With him around, it's not us who are afraid, but the monsters."

Dozens of people chatted, feeling fortunate to be standing with Zheng Qian. On the entire battlefield, apart from the soldiers guarding the city walls, only they and the Scorpion Merchant Guild were still fighting; everyone else had been torn to pieces by the monsters.

Meanwhile, about ten members of the Scorpion Merchant Guild were still holding on, and apart from the leader who was wielding a knife, the rest of them were also injured.

The lead swordsman also saw the invincible Zheng Qian at this moment. There was no longer any contempt or sneer in his eyes. Zheng Qian was the only lifeline he could grasp. He was very anxious and shouted at Zheng Qian.

"Brother, save me."