Fantasy: After transmigrating, I effortlessly became a god.

Mo Li covered her mouth. Before Ye Tianjue died, he shouted Zheng Qian's technique. Although he didn't finish shouting it, she thought about what Ye Tianjue wanted to shout.

"Your cultivation technique is demonic." That was what Ye Tianjue wanted to shout.

What Ye Tianjue really wanted to shout was: "Your cultivation technique is more advanced than my pseudo-god level."

Before Ye Tianjue died, not only were his cultivation techniques suppressed, but his blood energy was also suppressed. This was definitely a more advanced demonic technique than his "Netherworld Technique," otherwise this situation would not have occurred.

Unfortunately, Ye Tianjue could only die with this secret.

Zheng Qian hadn't forgotten what Ye Tianjue had said; he was a treasure trove from head to toe.

He picked up Ye Tianjue's Netherworld Blood Blade, and the blade's overwhelming demonic energy and killing intent rushed straight to his head. Such a deadly weapon could not have been born without hundreds or thousands of years of accumulation and slaughter.

With the Netherworld Blood Blade strapped to his waist, Zheng Qian continued the body search.

Lu Yan and Lu Cilin must also have many treasures on them. Zheng Qian disdains to touch corpses, but Ye Tianjue is different; his whole body is full of treasures.

He pulled out a book that resembled neither paper nor leather, with the three large, blood-red characters "Youming Jue" on it. Zheng Qian tossed it to Mo Li.

"Teacher, this cultivation technique is at the pseudo-divine level. If we put it in the academy's library for the students to see, it will surely cultivate a group of masters."

Mo Li took the "Netherworld Manual" and her brain stopped thinking.

A pseudo-god-level cultivation technique, never before seen in Guangxiang Kingdom, yet Zheng Qian tossed it to her without even glancing at it. Was he that extravagant?

"Zheng Qian, this is a demonic art, isn't it inappropriate?" Mo Li kindly reminded him. This is a demonic art, and even a pseudo-god-level demonic art. If it is placed directly in the library, what if it cultivates a group of successors to the demonic sect? Wouldn't that be shooting ourselves in the foot?

"What's evil is people's hearts, not the techniques themselves. Check if the content is appropriate. If it involves sacrifices or anything like that, just burn it."

Zheng Qian didn't even turn his head, continuing to search the corpse. He pulled out a bottle of pills, with no explanation on it, and tossed it to Fan Qin.

"Help me check if it's poisonous, and what kind of medicine it is?"

Fan Qin took the pill and opened it. A wonderful fragrance wafted out, which invigorated her. She scraped a little with her fingernail and put it in her mouth, and she understood the effects of the pill.

"I don't know what kind of pill this is, but judging from its color, aroma and taste, it should be a top-grade healing pill."

Zheng Qian continued to search the corpse, took out a bag of spirit crystals, and quietly put it into his pocket.

I'm rich! I'm really rich this time!

"Since these are healing pills, then take them out and eat them. Don't waste them."

Fan Tielan said with dissatisfaction, "They all have things, why don't I?"

Zheng Qian had already finished looting the corpse and found several martial arts manuals, which he threw to Mo Li. Then he took off Ye Tianjue's adjacent Heavenly Robe and handed it to Fan Tielan.

"This is the Heavenly Garment, its defensive effect is top-notch, take it and wear it."

Fan Tielan rolled her eyes in disgust: "I would never wear something that belongs to a dead person."

Zheng Qian tossed it directly to Fan Tiexue: "Your armor is too rubbish. From now on, wear the Adjacent Heavenly Robe. It's a powerful magic artifact."

Fan Tiexue looked at the adjacent Heavenly Robe in his hand, his thoughts wandering. He glanced at Fan Tielan and couldn't help but think.

Why are you giving me such a precious defensive artifact? Are you trying to propose marriage?

No, it won't do. Zheng Qian doesn't seem to have any romantic feelings for Fan Tielan. I was too stingy earlier; I have to play matchmaker.

Li Mubai and his group had just finished off all the guardian forces and walked over to ask, "Zheng Qian, what's next?"

Zheng Qian glanced in the direction of the palace. Lu Yan, Lu Cilin, and Ye Tianjue had all been killed. The biggest demon left in Guangxiang City by the Demon Radiance Sect was Empress Han, who was also the strongest person. Although Fan Shuangqiang was strong, the Qilin Army's first support was also the palace.

"Everyone who can still move, go to the palace to support Feng Wuhen and kill Empress Han."

Fan Tielan took the pills Fan Qin gave her, and the wounds on her legs healed rapidly. She has now regained her fighting strength and followed Zheng Qian to the palace.

In the palace, Fan Shuangqiang and Empress Han fought from the inner palace to the north gate, and then from the north gate to the south gate. Their attacks were deadly, and both of them had some wounds on their bodies.

Empress Han held a slender sword in her right hand and a short sword in her left, and sneered, "Fan Shuangqiang, you've been hiding in the academy like a rat for ten years, but I didn't expect you to still have the guts to come out. Today, I will send you to your death."

"Witch, there's no point in saying more. Take this shot."

Fan Shuangqiang didn't waste any words with Empress Han and flew into the air to fight her.

The iron-willed Fan Shuangqiang was not afraid of Empress Han's seductive skills. His twin spears completely restrained Empress Han, greatly reducing her attack power. She could only rely on the advantage of her weapons to fight Fan Shuangqiang to a standstill.

Feng Wuhen led 20,000 men to sweep through the palace, killing anyone who dared to resist. He had already taken control of the palace and gathered 16,000 men who were still able to fight at the south gate to battle the powerful families who had come to rescue Empress Han.

Zhu Ke's 10,000 Qilin Army now numbered only a little over 1,000. He fought his way from the Qilin Army camp into the city, circled around, and reached the East Gate.

At this moment, he stood outside the East Gate, coldly watching Wu Xiaohai and Zuo Han.

“You wicked dogs who aid and abet evil, if you want to enter the palace to provide support today, you’ll have to step over my dead body first.”

Zuo Han looked at Zhu Ke with disdain: "I have more than 80,000 Qilin soldiers behind me. They can drown you with just one spit from each of them. Without reinforcements, how many more minutes can you last?"

"Who said there are no reinforcements?"

A haughty voice rang out, and a handsome young man dressed in battle armor adorned with countless stars and carrying a heavy sword engraved with ancient and mysterious runes sat on the city gate, looking at them.

The young man appeared relaxed, with a hint of arrogance in his calm eyes, showing he didn't take the Qilin Army seriously at all.

"Zheng Qian!" Wu Xiaohai shouted incredulously. Lu Yan had led so many experts to besiege him, how could he be here? Had he escaped the Crown Prince's encirclement?

When Wu Xiaohai left, Lu Yan's hunting game had just begun. Unaware that Lu Yan and Lu Cilin had already been killed, he proudly declared.

“Zheng Qian, the Crown Prince is trying to kill you. You escaped from Guangxiang City, but instead of leaving, you come here to swagger around. You’re just asking for death.”

Zheng Qian jumped off the city wall, opened the gate from inside the palace, and walked out.

"You don't know, do you? That good-for-nothing Lu Yan has already been dismembered. Tonight's demon-hunting operation was a great success. Not only have Lu Yan and Lu Cilin been killed, but the young sect master of the Demon Glory Sect, Ye Tianjue, has also been killed. Now, only you lackeys of the Demon Glory Sect are still clinging to life."

"You're talking nonsense! How could you possibly kill so many people?" Wu Xiaohai didn't believe it. There were 20,000 Imperial Guards and more than 1,000 experts besieging Zheng Qian. How could Zheng Qian possibly kill the Crown Prince and the Second Prince?

"Don't believe me if you don't want to," Zheng Qian shrugged and said to Zhu Ke.

"General Zhu, leave this to me. You take the brothers to rest inside the palace gate. If there is still fighting strength, you can go to the south gate to support Feng Wuhen."

Zheng Qian came from the South Gate. When he learned that Zhu Ke was fighting a bloody battle at the East Gate, he asked Fan Tiexue and his group to support Feng Wuhen, while he himself came to the East Gate to support Zhu Ke.

Feng Wuhen has the absolute upper hand in the battle at the South Gate. As long as the East Gate is held, Feng Wuhen will win. Then it will depend on whether Fan Shuangqiang can defeat Empress Han.

Zhu Ke hesitated for a moment, then finally spoke to Zheng Qian.

"Thank you!"

Zheng Qian nodded. Zhu Ke really should thank him properly, after all, he was the one who saved his daughter, Zhu Tong.

"Close the door, or it will interfere with my battle."

Zhu Ke paused. One man against 80,000—nowadays, even death has to be a stylish one.

Zheng Qian's words were so arrogant that even he felt they were unrealistic. However, trusting the first place winner of the martial arts competition, he still obediently answered.

"it is good."

Click click click... Clang.

The heavy city gates closed, blocking Zheng Qian and his 80,000 Qilin Army outside.

Zheng Qian took the Dragon Scale Void-Breaking Sword from his back and pointed it at Zuo Han, speaking in a cold voice.

"Come on, all of you come at me together."