Fantasy: After transmigrating, I effortlessly became a god.

Zheng Qian successfully transcended his tribulation and stood on the battlefield between Jinlan City and the demon race, becoming the most dazzling new star.

Within the nine-colored beam of light, Zheng Qian's skeleton was reshaped once again, merging with the essence of heaven and earth, transforming into the form of a dragon skeleton, as if the bloodline of a true dragon had awakened, its majesty inviolable.

As the beam of light faded, Zheng Qian seemed to be reborn, his whole body brimming with power. He finally broke through the Spirit Fusion Realm and reached the early stage of the Dragon Shaping Realm, the Bone Shaping Realm.

The Dragon Shaping Realm is divided into three realms: Bone Shaping Realm, Void Realm, and Dragon Transformation Realm. Above the Dragon Shaping Realm are the Liquid Aperture Realm, True Core Realm, and Domain Connecting Realm, after which one reaches the Pseudo-God Realm.

The Wuyan Kingdom divides each major cultivation realm into four stages: early, middle, late, and peak, a system used thirty years ago. For three hundred years, the Wuyan Kingdom has remained closed off from the outside world, deviating from the proper path of cultivation. This has led to a decline in national strength and an inability to produce powerful individuals, which is why Ya Lan has given it the evaluation of being the weakest country.

Behind the army of demonic beasts, dark clouds obscured the sun, and demonic energy soared into the sky. A gigantic demonic serpent, a hundred feet long, with six wings as dark as night and scales shimmering with a ghostly light, flew towards Jinlan City.

Behind the six-winged serpent, thousands of demonic beasts surged forth in a mighty procession. They were organized and disciplined, no longer charging blindly as before. Their overwhelming power was terrifying.

The enormous body of the six-winged serpent flew in the sky, looking down at Zheng Qian, who was like an ant in front of it. Its eyes were full of contempt, and its cold voice resounded throughout the heavens and earth.

"A demon afflicted by ninefold tribulations? I'm lucky. My son can sever your destiny by killing you, thus adding another warrior to my demon race."

Zheng Qiancai had just been reborn from the tribulation of lightning. Now, being stared at by the cold eyes of the six-winged demon serpent, he felt as if he were locked onto by the god of death, his life and death hanging in the balance.

The six-winged serpent that can speak human language is too powerful.

When it comes to sheer force of will, Zheng Qian never admits defeat. Staring fearlessly at the demonic snake, he sneered, "Your son killed me? Aren't you afraid I'll kill him in return?"

"Haha, human, you can kill my son, that's quite an achievement." The six-winged serpent twisted its hundred-foot-long body and continued, "I, King Xuanlin, follow the law of the jungle. If you can kill my son, it means you have incredible luck and are worth my time to eat."

"King Xuanlin? Legend has it that he transformed into a demon a hundred years ago and destroyed a country."

"Five years ago, Feiyong Kingdom was comparable in power to Guangxiang Kingdom, but it was destroyed by King Xuanlin leading a demon beast army."

"My God, does that mean our Guangxiang Kingdom will also be destroyed?"

King Xuanlin's reputation was too great, and the soldiers looked at him in fear. Was he going to destroy the Guangxiang Kingdom?

Xia Zhen was equally terrified. He looked at Dean Yun. Dean Yun's eyes remained weary and unreadable, leaving Xia Zhen unsure whether he was afraid or fearless.

"Haha..." Zheng Qian laughed loudly, but felt an immense sense of desolation in his heart.

That's why he wanted a powerful master.

On the path of cultivation, one must fight against heaven, earth, enemies, and oneself. No matter how monstrous a person may be, without a strong backing to protect them, they may still be killed or killed prematurely.

Why are powerful sects and aristocratic families able to maintain their strong lineages? It's because they have powerful figures protecting the next generation and preventing geniuses from being killed.

As for Zheng Qian, he had no one to protect him and had to rely on himself.

King Xuanlin's meaning is that Zheng Qian will die today, regardless of whether he wins or loses.

Zheng Qian could not rely on anyone. The gates of Jinlan City behind him were tightly closed, and Xia Zhen would not fight against the Xuanlin King for him, nor did he have the strength to do so.

Zheng Qian pointed his sword at the Xuanlin King: "In the Dragon Shaping Realm, who dares to fight?"

hiss……

Four monstrous snakes, each as thick as a water bucket, crawled out. They stood upright, over three meters tall, and stared coldly at Zheng Qian.

They are the four sons of Emperor Xuanlin, and all of them have applied to fight.

"Four small snakes are not enough to kill. All those at or below the Dragon Shaping Realm, come at me together. I, Zheng Qian, will take this."

Zheng Qian's voice echoed in the sky above Jinlan City and reverberated among the demon beast army.

The demon army stirred up a commotion. If it weren't for the rule of the Xuanlin King, they would have all attacked and torn Zheng Qian to pieces, letting him know the power of the demon race.

The Xuanlin King twisted his body, and the powerful pressure made it difficult for Zheng Qian to breathe. He said coldly, "Arrogant! My sons have noble bloodlines and powerful talents. They have been in the Dao Transformation Demon Realm for a long time. How can you, a weak human who has just broken through to the Dragon Shaping Realm, compare to them?"

The Demon Transformation Realm of the Demon Race is directly equivalent to the Dragon Formation Realm of the Human Race.

Speaking of his sons, King Xuanlin was very proud and continued, "My five sons are all exceptional talents, unparalleled in their own right. My eldest son, Chilinzi, possesses an inextinguishable fire; wherever he goes, vegetation is burned, like a fire god descending to earth, and no one can withstand his power. My youngest son, Qinglinzi, controls the ultimate power of ice, capable of freezing rivers and causing all things to lose their vitality. My third son, Huanglinzi, is as fast as a whirlwind, the most outstanding assassin. My fourth son, Heilinzi, has the talent to control poisonous mist; a single breath of poison can change the color of mountains and rivers, causing devastation to all living beings. My fifth son, Mulinzi, is the healer of the demon race, able to heal all things and transform them into life force."

Suddenly, the tone shifted, and King Xuanlin became furious. "Lu Chu's son, Lu Yan, actually sneaked into the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain, killed the fifth brother, Mu Linzi, and took his heart. I will take revenge and make everyone in Guangxiang Kingdom pay for his death."

Zheng Qian understood. It turned out that the monsters' attack on the city wasn't because they had gone mad, but because Lu Yan, the crown prince of Guangxiang Kingdom, had killed the son of the Xuanlin King, so they had come to take revenge.

But what does this have to do with me?

Zheng Qian was wronged. He felt helpless and there was nothing he could do.

Beg for mercy? Explain?

All else is useless; only fighting and resistance will suffice.

Zheng Qian raised the heavy sword Zhenyue once more and laughed loudly: "Haha, so what if you killed me? What's there to say? I, Zheng Qian, am right here today. All you beasts at the Dragon Shaping Realm and below, come at me together. I, Zheng Qian, will not retreat a single step or beg for mercy."

In this life-or-death moment, Zheng Qian craved power and wanted to become stronger. If all the demonic beasts attacked together, and he kept killing them, perhaps he could become even stronger, escape from the Xuanlin King, or even kill him.

Just as the Xuanlin King was preparing to attack, a voice of praise rang in everyone's ears. The voice was not loud, but everyone could hear it clearly.

"Zheng Qian? What a name, what courage."

Zheng Qian turned around and saw an old man in green robes staring directly at him. Then he looked at Xuanlin King and continued, "You have four sons. My three students and I, along with Zheng Qian, will fight your sons four against four. If your sons lose, you can lead your troops back to Wan Yao Mountain. How about that?"

King Xuanlin stared coldly at Dean Yun, his heart filled with extreme vigilance. In his eyes, Dean Yun was just an ordinary person, without any fluctuation of spiritual energy, but the fact that his voice, though not loud, could be heard by all living beings was enough to prove his extraordinary nature.

King Xuanlin had been enlightened for over a hundred years, and his intellect was no less than that of the great human beings. He naturally knew that there were many experts among the human race, and their foundations were unfathomable.

After a moment's thought, Emperor Xuanlin asked, "And what if you lost?"

Dean Yun smiled slightly, "We can't lose."

King Xuanlin's eyes were cold. Humans have always been cunning. He would not agree to any conditions, but Zheng Qian had to be killed.

A demon who has undergone nine tribulations of lightning must have his sons seize his fortune so that he can go further and higher in the future.

"Teacher." The three looked at Dean Yun with burning eyes. They had been training hard every day but had never experienced a life-or-death battle. They never expected that their teacher would let them fight against the demon race in their first battle. It was too exciting.

Dean Yun revealed a kind expression, "You can't grow without fighting, go."

The three of them walked down the city wall, and Xia Zhen finally couldn't help but say, "The three of them are exceptionally strong, but they have zero experience in life-or-death battles. They have each fought against demonic beasts, so the outcome of this battle is hard to predict."

Xia Zhen was afraid. If something happened in the next three days, he would also be implicated, since he was the commander in charge of defending the city.

Dean Yun glanced at King Xuanlin: "The child is weak and it's difficult to improve his combat power. Let's make some snake soup for them to drink to nourish their bodies and improve their combat power."