Fantasy: After transmigrating, I effortlessly became a god.

Lu Yan was kicked by Zheng Qian and sent flying toward Li Mubai. Li Mubai jumped up and stomped Lu Yan to the ground.

*Pfft...* Lu Yan spat out a mouthful of blood. His body, being at the Dragon Transformation Realm, was incredibly strong. Although his legs had been severed and he had lost his fighting ability, surviving was not a problem.

"Mu Bai, we have no enmity. Let me go, and I will grant you whatever you want."

Li Mubai's eyes were bloodshot, and the face of Tian Jie when she died flashed through his mind, filling him with boundless hatred.

"Haha, you and I have no grudge? Lu Yan, since you captured Tian Jie, it's destined that only one of us can live."

"Isn't it just a woman? I, the Crown Prince, can give you a thousand, ten thousand, as long as you spare my life."

"Lu Yan, there's no point in saying more. Today is your death day."

With a clang, the Lingxiao Sword was drawn, and Li Mubai severed Lu Yan's arm with a single strike.

"This sword is for the suffering people of Guangxiang Kingdom."

Swish... Li Mubai severed the other arm.

"This sword is for the woman you kidnapped who suffered so much torment and hardship."

Li Mubai raised the Lingxiao Sword high, tears streaming down his face.

"This sword strike is for my fiancée, Tian Jie."

Lu Yan's eyes were filled with fear. At this moment, the fear of death made him want to beg for mercy, but before he could make a sound, the Lingxiao sword pierced his brow, and he died with his eyes wide open.

Before the battle, Zheng Qian promised Li Mubai that he would cover Lu Yan's retreat and prevent him from escaping, and that Lu Yan would be killed by him.

Li Mubai did not expect that under the blood mist, no one escaped; apart from Zheng Qian, no one survived in the blood mist.

The hunting game organized by Lu Yan has ended. All the hunters who participated in the ambush of Zheng Qian were killed by Zheng Qian in return.

The square in front of the academy's main gate was once spacious and solemn, but now it was shrouded in a blood mist, with corpses piled up like mountains and blood flowing like rivers within it.

Lu Yan never understood why Zheng Qian had inexhaustible physical strength and spiritual energy until his death.

In the center of the academy's main gate, the smooth, mirror-like Unearthed Stone reflects Zheng Qian's figure.

Beneath the unpolished stone of enlightenment, a flat rock is carved with an explanation of its meaning.

Enlightenment Stone: This stone may seem ordinary, but it contains profound secrets, waiting for a destined person to use their supreme wisdom and unwavering will to inscribe their understanding and pursuit of the great Dao of Heaven and Earth on it.

Emperor Lu Chu of Guangxiang Kingdom is a disciple of the Moyao Sect. Powerful clans control 99% of the nation's wealth, leaving the common people starving and displaced.

In the once chivalrous Kingdom of Guangxiang, the scenes of people shouting for help when they see injustice and drawing their swords to help are no longer seen.

The fighting spirit has been drained away by the Demon Radiance Sect.

"I dare not say that I have supreme wisdom and unwavering will, but I am the most special person in this world, so I will be the one who is destined to be here."

Zheng Qian murmured, then raised his sword, and the iron-stroke, silver-hooked clerical script appeared on the Enlightenment Stone.

A chivalrous journey, sword pointing to the heavens.

With sword drawn, the heavens and earth respond; with righteous spirit, the universe is swept clean.

Even if the road ahead is fraught with difficulties, we must forge ahead despite all obstacles.

What is there to fear if the Demonic Sect is powerful? The greatest heroes are incomparably brave.

Life and death are commonplace, all for the sake of peace for all living beings.

We vow to sweep away all evil and restore our beautiful land.

A single sword flashes across nineteen provinces, and all living beings under heaven look up in awe.

Chivalry and tenderness both enter dreams, leaving future generations to recount their romantic tales.

Zheng Qian sat down cross-legged. The Boundless Sea of ​​Blood was a technique he created himself. The blood mist made people lose their minds, fearless of death, only knowing how to kill. He didn't know the reason.

With his eyes closed, Zheng Qian kept replaying the battle in his mind, and he was also puzzled as to why the blood mist had appeared.

He didn't feel much during the battle, but now that he's stopped, he finds that his mind is also affected, especially when it comes to killing.

The sea of ​​blood is boundless; improvements are necessary.

Just then, a figure slowly emerged from the darkness and went straight to Zheng Qian.

"A knight-errant's journey, sword pointing to the sky, truly a prodigy with perfect scores in poetry and song, to be able to learn such a fitting and inspiring poem."

After saying that, he asked with concern, "You've been fighting for so long, you must be seriously injured, right?"

Zheng Qian opened his eyes. Lu Cilin looked down at him, holding a dark-colored pill that emitted a strange fragrance in his hand.

At Sandaokou, three thousand armed guards surrounded Li Mubai's one thousand men, all with their swords drawn, ready to fight at any moment.

Zheng Qian shook his head at Li Mubai, signaling him not to make a move, and said, "He was slightly injured, but it's alright, there's no danger to his life."

Lu Cilin smiled with satisfaction and handed the pill to Zheng Qian, saying, "Take this, and you'll get better soon."

Zheng Qian took the pill and asked with a smile, "Won't I die immediately after taking it?"

"will not."

Zheng Qian tilted his head back, and under Lu Cilin's gaze, he grabbed the pill and put it in his mouth. After closing his mouth, he took out his fingers and spread them out for Lu Cilin to see.

"I've eaten it, but you can't let me die from the poison."

"Haha..." Lu Cilin laughed triumphantly, and a cloud of black mist appeared behind him.

Zheng Qian remained seated cross-legged and asked, "Before you make your move, I'd like to ask you a question."

"explain."

Where is the wide-viewing lens?

A strange look appeared in Lu Cilin's eyes. He thought of a hundred questions, such as why he wanted to kill him, but he did not expect that Zheng Qian cared about the wide-view mirror.

"Guangxiang Kingdom is with my father, he always carries it with him, and no one can get it."

Zheng Qian nodded. The wide-view mirror had always been a major threat to him, so he needed to find out where it was.

*Pfft...* Just then, Zheng Qian spat out a mouthful of black blood, and then couldn't stop, spitting out seven or eight mouthfuls of black blood in succession.

Having absorbed too much mysterious liquid, Zheng Qian's power surged, expelling a lot of stagnant blood and impurities, and spurting out black blood. He felt that the spiritual energy in his body was circulating more smoothly.

Lu Cilin frowned in confusion: "That's not right. The Great Demonic Bewitching Pill I gave you only made you lose your mind, it shouldn't have made you spit out black blood. Could it be that your injuries are too severe?"

Zheng Qian grinned, his eyes unfocused and unfocused: "Injured? Who am I? Why am I injured?"

Lu Cilin had a look of sudden realization. He had been chatting with Zheng Qian while waiting for the drug to take effect, but now that Zheng Qian was giving irrelevant answers, he was about to make his move.

His pupils turned vertically in a strange way, and Lu Cilin asked Zheng Qian with an air of authority, like a charlatan.

"Are you willing to submit to me and become my slave?"

A strange Daoist aura emanated from the void. Zheng Qian guessed that it was probably a soul technique related to contracts.

Zheng Qian shook his head: "I don't want to."

Lu Cilin frowned. Zheng Qian, who had taken the Great Demon Bewitching Pill, was still able to maintain a sliver of consciousness. Could it be that the master-servant contract was not strong enough?

Lu Cilin obtained the master-servant contract at Wan Yao Mountain. Everyone in the world who knew he possessed the ancient master-servant contract soul technique had been killed.

Only the dead can keep secrets.

A cloud of black mist appeared behind him, within which countless red eyes with vertical pupils emerged, terrifying and eerie. His voice was even more solemn and resonant.

"Are you willing to submit to me and become my slave?"

Zheng Qian shook his head again: "I'm not willing."

Uh……

Lu Cilin was dumbfounded. He had used the Great Demon Bewitching Pill no less than ten times without failure, so why was it ineffective on Zheng Qian?

Just as Lu Cilin was about to continue activating the contract, a flash of blood appeared before his eyes, his chest felt cold, and then he had difficulty breathing.

"You...you're not poisoned?"

Zheng Qian stretched out his hand, and the Great Demonic Confusion Pill appeared out of thin air in his hand.

"Second Prince, I forgot to tell you, I have a spatial ring."

Looking down at the sword embedded in his heart, Lu Cilin's eyes were filled with resentment.

"Space ring, what is a space ring?"

Before Zheng Qian could answer, Lu Cilin's body went limp and he collapsed to the ground, dying with resentment and confusion.