Fantasy: After transmigrating, I effortlessly became a god.

An ice spear, formed from the attributes of ice spirit, descended from the sky, carrying endless killing intent, and pierced towards Zheng Qian.

Just then, Zheng Qian opened his tightly closed eyes, his blood-red eyeballs surrounded by deep red pupils.

Those were demonic eyes; one look at them was enough to send chills down your spine.

Zheng Qian's entire body was filled with a rich blood aura and a murderous aura that was almost solidified.

The malevolent energy is the resentment imposed on murderers by the laws of heaven and earth.

The murderous aura emanating from Zheng Qian was far greater than that of the thousands of people present combined.

“Demonic arts, Zheng Qian must be practicing demonic arts.”

"I now believe that Zheng Qian is the sect leader of the Undying Sect."

"Slay the demon and eliminate the evil, kill him."

Just as everyone was shouting, Zheng Qian pulled out the heavy sword stuck in the ground and slashed it towards the sky.

With a whoosh, the space trembled as the blood-red sword energy struck the five-meter-long ice spear, instantly turning it into ice particles that fell to the ground.

“Those petty scoundrels shall die.”

Zheng Qian shouted, and starlight shone beneath his feet as he arrived on the roof of the third building on the left, where he thrust his sword at a middle-aged man.

The man was surprised by Zheng Qian's speed. He threw the disc in his hand, and it condensed into a huge ice shield in the air.

Clang... The ice shield shattered, offering absolutely no protection.

At this moment, three cultivators beside the man rushed over, each brandishing their weapons and attacking Zheng Qian.

The Soul Master, panting with triumph, stood up and flew away.

Soul Masters possess powerful attack capabilities, but if they don't choose the Soul Battle route like Fan Tielan, they lack strong close-combat abilities. Therefore, they need reliable teammates to protect them and prevent them from being instantly killed by enemies at close range.

With a flash of sword light, Zheng Qian blocked the attacks of the three men with his sword alone. The heavy blade streaked across the night sky like a meteor, incredibly swift.

With his feet planted on the triangular ground, Zheng Qian moved even faster, leaping into the air to chase after the Soul Master. His sword tip pointed directly at the Soul Master's throat, and the sword energy erupted instantly, like a churning sea of ​​blood, devouring all life.

"Blood-drinking Sword."

The tip of the heavy sword magnified rapidly in the Soul Master's pupils. His soul power was suppressed at this moment, as if he were being stared at by a god or demon, and he instantly lost his will to resist.

The Soul Master wanted to shout, but Zheng Qian's techniques suppressed him, and his blood energy could also suppress him. It was either a demonic technique or a pseudo-god-level technique.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the Soul Master saw his body fly backward due to inertia, then fall, and heard the sound of blood splattering in his ears.

That's my body.

The thought flashed through his mind, and the mysterious and powerful Soul Master was killed by Zheng Qian with a single sword strike.

The heavy attack spun around Zheng Qian, who landed on the ground and was instantly surrounded.

His eyes burned even redder. Although Zheng Qian was fighting, he kept replaying all the sword techniques in his mind.

Finally, after all the sword techniques he had learned played through his mind, he recalled the various combat theories he had read in the library and combined his combat philosophy with his actual combat experience.

Having reached the final stage of enlightenment in the realm of ethereal tranquility, Zheng Qian's mind and body were at peace. Following the Three-Stage Slash, he created a second sword move.

"The Boundless Sea of ​​Blood - Eleven Slashes".

A crimson light enveloped the world, and everyone on the battlefield was within its range and within Zheng Qian's perception.

Zheng Qian weaved through the crimson light, each swing of his sword seeming to stir up a sea of ​​blood. Wherever the sword tip pointed, sword energy and blood energy surged like waves, not only causing tangible damage but also devouring the enemy's fighting spirit and life force.

Blood mist began to appear around Zheng Qian. Enveloped in the boundless sea of ​​blood, the enemy felt as if they were in an endless sea of ​​blood, with nowhere to escape and no way to resist this apocalyptic power.

The Blood Sea Without Boundaries had eleven strikes, each one stronger than the last. When the eleventh strike was unleashed, Zheng Qian was almost completely exhausted and could barely stand.

Just then, the mysterious liquid in his mind flowed down like a stream, Zheng Qian's feeling of exhaustion disappeared, his body instantly returned to full strength, and his strength increased by 530 jin.

Lu Yan saw Zheng Qian's steps become unsteady, then his body trembled as if he were filled with strength again, and his mind became active.

“Zheng Qian was exhausted, yet he seemed to recover in an instant. He must have used some kind of secret technique to gain power, at a great cost. I will kill him after he has fought for a while longer.”

From beginning to end, Lu Yan's goal was to have everyone wear down Zheng Qian, so that he could strike and kill him in one blow.

Taking away Zheng Qian's fortune is simple: just kill him.

Not only Lu Yan noticed Zheng Qian's unsteady steps, but everyone else did too.

"Haha, Zheng Qian is exhausted. Brothers, kill him!"

"One thousand spirit crystals, one hundred thousand taels of gold, I'm here, kill."

Everyone was excited. They had fought for so long and so many people had died, and finally they saw Zheng Qian showing signs of exhaustion.

Zheng Qian sneered. He had walked less than fifty meters through the three-way intersection, yet he had already killed more than five hundred people, and these people were still coming to kill him one after another.

Spiritual energy radiated everywhere, and soul power surged. Sandaokou became a meat grinder, with blood flowing like a river.

Zheng Qian walked towards the academy gate, killing at least ten people with each step. Everyone enveloped in the blood mist actually came to stop him.

Lu Yan also noticed that Zheng Qian wanted to go to the academy. He rode the Fiery Lion across the battlefield from the rooftop, and then the two of them jumped to the gate, staring coldly at Zheng Qian.

The fight has been going on since the Crown Prince's residence, and it's only been a dozen minutes. No fewer than three thousand people have died by Zheng Qian's sword.

Nearly two thousand Imperial Guards were killed, about five hundred members of the Black Bear Gang died, and more than five hundred of the experts who were besieging Zheng Qian also died.

Envoys from various countries were killed, as were young geniuses and older powerhouses.

Zheng Qian was like a demon, his eyes bloodshot, relentlessly killing.

At this moment, everyone was bloodthirsty. Zheng Qian's unsteady steps just now were proof that he was about to die, and they all wanted to be the lucky ones to kill Zheng Qian.

Suddenly, the heavy sword shattered into pieces during the clash with the broadsword.

“It’s broken, his sword is broken, kill him.”

"Haha, the prize money is mine, kill them!"

At this moment, no one backed down, no one was afraid of death, and they all fought with all their might to kill Zheng Qian.

The entire Sandaokou area was shrouded in blood mist, which was left behind when Zheng Qian unleashed the Boundless Blood Sea technique, and it had become even thicker now.

Zheng Qian was surrounded by blood mist, his body brimming with power. The person in the blood mist also slowly turned red in the eyes, gradually losing his mind, determined not to rest until he killed Zheng Qian.

Their minds have been corrupted by the blood mist, rendering them incapable of thinking and leaving them only with the desire to kill.

The battle continued, and before anyone knew it, a mysterious and powerful sword appeared in Zheng Qian's hand. The sword was engraved with ancient and mysterious runes, each rune containing mysterious power.

Whether they are Soul Masters or cultivators, none can withstand a single strike from this sword; they will either be cleaved in two or exploded.

The five characters "Dragon Scale Void-Piercing Sword" were vividly engraved on the sword. This was the only item Ya Lan kept in her spatial ring, weighing 38,000 jin.

Once the Dragon Scale Void-Piercing Sword was unleashed, no one could withstand its sharpness. Every time Zheng Qian swung his sword, one person fell.

Dong Hao watched Zheng Qian in the blood mist from afar. He was like an invincible god or demon, a powerful god or demon who never tires. His sword strikes killed people, and every step he took brought down a pile of corpses.

The Black Bear Gang and the other powerful members were like mindless animals, only capable of killing. Even knowing they were going to die, they still raised their weapons to attack Zheng Qian.

Dong Hao and Li Sheng looked serious. For the first time, they suspected that Zheng Qian was practicing demonic arts, and very powerful ones at that.

The blood mist radiated outwards for a hundred meters from Zheng Qian as he moved towards the academy gate, and slowly the blood mist also enveloped Lu Yan.

"Kill him, kill him with one sword."

“Blood, kill him, bathe in his blood.”

"Once Zheng Qian dies, the Dean will take you as his disciple, and Lu Chu will pass the throne to you. Kill him."

Lu Yan roared inwardly, his eyes slowly turning blood red, and the Fiery Lion beneath him also had blood red eyes and was engulfed in flames.

The late-stage Soul Contract in the Derivative Realm allows one to establish a contract with a powerful Soul Beast, sharing power, protecting each other, and growing together.

The Fiery Lion was a powerful demonic beast that Lu Chu captured in the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain. In the end, Lu Chu bestowed it upon Lu Yan and signed a soul contract with him.

Soul contracts are extremely dangerous. During the contract process, the monsters will resist, and if the soul master is not strong enough, they will be backfired and become the monster's slave. Therefore, monsters are not willing to sign contracts, and few soul masters dare to try it.

The Flaming Lion was extremely intelligent, but at this moment it was driven only by the instincts of a wild beast, and it pounced on Zheng Qian.

"kill."

Lu Yan roared, having also lost his mind, and joined the hunt for Zheng Qian.

"Lu Yan has also joined the battle. This battle will be a fight to the death, and no one can stop it until the other side is completely dead."

Dong Hao was terrified. He had already seen the strangeness of the blood mist: it could make all living beings lose their minds and only know how to kill.

Li Sheng glanced worriedly at the West District. Ye Tianjue should have already set off by now; he was also coming to hunt down Zheng Qian.

The Crescent Moon Kingdom has broken free from the control of the Demon Radiance Sect, and the Guangxiang Kingdom will launch a demon-hunting operation tonight. Of the three great kingdoms, only the Demon Scorpion Kingdom is completely under the rule of the Demon Radiance Sect.

Upon returning to the Demon Scorpion Kingdom, he was determined to take action, even at the cost of his life, to break free from the control of the Demon Radiance Sect.

Li Mu Bai cultivates the "Sword Heart Clarity Technique," and he further integrates his mind and sword intent into one, reaching an extraordinary realm where the sword moves with his mind and the mind can be dictated by his will.

Zheng Qian's sword was extremely powerful; Li Mubai could sense it absorbing life force, and he was even more terrified by Zheng Qian's blood mist.

With his sword mind clear, he could better sense the characteristics of the blood mist; Zheng Qian was cultivating demonic arts.

On the battlefield, as the number of people dwindled, Zheng Qian walked to the center of the academy gate.

Even after everyone had died, Lu Yan did not back down. At this point, he had completely lost his mind and only wanted to kill Zheng Qian.

Lu Yan's entire body was engulfed in purple flames, which merged with the red flames of the Fiery Lion, and he flew into the air, like a ball of heavenly fire hurtling towards Zheng Qian.

"Burning flames that scorch the heavens."

Zheng Qian's bloodshot eyes were filled with murderous intent. This battle was exhilarating; he unleashed his full strength and killed countless people.

"Blood-drinking Sword."

An even stronger surge of blood energy condensed, and the Dragon Scale Void-Piercing Sword unleashed a crimson sword light that sliced ​​through the sea of ​​fire between the Flaming Lion and Lu Yan, flying into the air.

Flames fell, burning around Zheng Qian. The Fiery Lion was cleaved in two by a single sword strike, and Lu Yan's legs were severed.

"Ah..." Lu Yan let out a shrill scream, fell to the ground and rolled around incessantly. The intense pain finally brought him back to his senses, and he roared with all his might.

“Zheng Qian, what you are practicing is demonic art.”

Deep within Zheng Qian's bloodshot eyes, there was a trace of sadness, but mostly a calm.

These people are all crazy and want to kill him; if he doesn't resist, he will die.

In a world where the strong rule, it's either you die or I die; there's no need for further words.

Zheng Qian said, kicking Lu Yan flying toward Li Mubai.

"Mu Bai, your enemy has arrived."