Fantasy: After transmigrating, I effortlessly became a god.

Chapter 398 Attack on the Void Transformation Cliff

The Flame Leopard Clan is a brave and fearless race. They are unafraid of death and value honor more than life itself. Such a race is a natural war machine.

The Shadow Serpent Clan was cold and selfish. Taking advantage of the lull in the Liewei Army's battle, they had already retreated to the cliff, fearing that Zheng Qian would catch up with them.

With the battle of the Liewei Army over, everyone's attention was focused on Zheng Qian, wondering whether he would retreat or continue fighting.

Feeling the surging power within him, Zheng Qian had a feeling that he was about to break through. He suppressed his cultivation level; there were still many things he didn't understand about the Dragon Transformation Realm, so he couldn't break through yet. He needed to compress his cultivation level to the extreme, refine it to perfection, and not bring any unstable factors to his future growth.

In the path of cultivation, only by being patient and unhurried can one go far. If one only thinks about raising one's realm without refining the details of each realm, one will become nothing more than a stepping stone for demons to cross over and kill.

Zheng Qian did not think he was invincible in the Dragon Transformation Realm. The Thunder Clan's ionization gave him a great sense of pressure. If they were to fight to the death, he might not be able to defeat the ionization that was emitting bursts of lightning.

No, we need to keep working hard. If ionizing energy is that strong, other races must also have equally powerful prodigies. When we encounter them in the future, it will definitely be a life-or-death situation.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Zheng Qian slowly raised the Dragon Scale Void-Breaking Sword and pointed it at He Zhoujia, who was hanging on the cliff.

"You've been relentlessly shooting down my clan's geniuses with sneak attacks, and now you think you can just run away and get away with it?"

He Zhoujia's head was buzzing. He knew that Zheng Qian was about to start attacking the cliff. He shouted, "Humans are an inferior race, destined to be lowly creatures that my Yu Humans use to shoot and kill for our amusement. Killing you is like slaughtering dogs. What do you want?"

Zheng Qian's eyes were icy. The arrogant attitude of the Yu Ren tribe greatly displeased him. Tong Yuan had said that humans were objects of the Yu Ren tribe's amusement by shooting them, and He Zhoujia had said the same thing. Even the Yu Ren tribe in the Twin Absolute Domain said the same thing. This kind of thinking must be deeply rooted in the Yu Ren tribe, passed down from generation to generation. Countless humans had been shot and killed by them for their amusement, which was why they possessed such an inhumane traditional mindset.

Racial hatred ingrained in the blood transcends right and wrong; it's a matter of life and death.

An endless rage rose in his heart, and Zheng Qian made no attempt to hide his killing intent: "Today, I, Zheng Qian, will use my sword to tell you that humans are not objects for the Yu people to shoot and kill for amusement, but rather your nightmares." As soon as he finished speaking, Zheng Qian dashed towards the cliff, using the protruding rocks to leap upwards continuously.

"My God, he's really going to attack the cliff." Lei Ruichen looked at Zheng Qian in disbelief. How could one person dare to attack the Huaxu Cliff guarded by the Yuren Clan?

The side guarded by the human race is called Dawn Cliff, the side guarded by the demon race is called Void Transformation Cliff, and the wide mountain ridge where the battle takes place is called Dragon Shaping Void Transformation Cliff.

Dawn Cliff is heavily guarded by the Radiant Legion, and Void Cliff is similarly heavily guarded by demonic beasts. Anyone who dares to attack will be mercilessly killed.

"It's unbelievable that the human race has such powerful beings." Ma Haoli's brain was overwhelmed. He used to think he was one of the strongest prodigies among humans, but now, seeing Zheng Qian, he could only say that he was a frog in a well.

"The top of Huaxu Cliff is guarded by Lie Xiong, a genius in the mid-stage of the Zen Demon Realm. Even if Zheng Qian manages to get up there, he will be knocked down by Lie Xiong." Zhao Minghang led the group forward, and they would follow behind to watch Zheng Qian fight his way up Huaxu Cliff.

Strategically speaking, the Dragon Shaping Void Cliff had already been attacked and occupied by Zheng Qian, and now belonged to the human race.

Zhao Minghang had always had a question: why was Zheng Qian's spiritual energy so abundant? It was already unbelievable that a prodigy could repel a thousand enemies of the same realm. But to be able to slay a three-thousand-strong demon army of the same realm and also wipe out the Fierce Leopard, which was a realm higher, was extremely strange.

Zhao Minghang speculated that Zheng Qian possessed a supreme treasure, the kind that could instantly restore spiritual energy.

“Just now, Lie Xiong gave instructions to direct the battle. Zheng Qian already knows that he is stationed above Huaxu Cliff. Since he dared to attack the cliff, he has naturally made corresponding countermeasures.” Xiao Ling smiled brightly. The more fierce Zheng Qian was, the more proud he became.

The military traced back to the recommender. He helped Zheng Qian obtain the military merit plaque and arranged for Zheng Qian to fight, so he was naturally Zheng Qian's first recommender.

The fiercer and stronger Zheng Qian became, the more proud Xiao Ling felt.

He Zhoujia's eyes were icy. His three hundred Yu people were divided into thirty groups and stood in different positions. Each of them had at least twenty arrows in their quiver. There were also two hundred Yu people guarding above them. In total, there were five hundred of them.

Having the advantage of timing, location, and popular support, even if five hundred of them couldn't kill Zheng Qian, he wouldn't retreat a single step even if his blood were spilled on Huaxu Cliff today.

The golden longbow in He Zhoujia's hand is called Jinji. It is his family's heirloom heavy bow. Even if he has the strength of 110,000 jin now, he can only draw it 15 times at most before he is exhausted.

He took out an arrow from behind him and kissed the fletching lightly: "God, please bless your people He Zhoujia and shoot Zheng Qian to death with one arrow."

Jin Ji was drawn into a full moon shape by He Zhoujia, and the bow body was filled with purple spiritual light that gathered on the arrow, forming vortexes and emitting a violent aura of destruction.

He Zhoujia drew his bowstring, and a purple aura, like a roaring purple dragon, carrying endless killing intent, left a trail of purple light in the air, locking onto Zheng Qian, before hurtling away.

Whoosh… A sharp whistle pierced the sky, followed by countless black arrows hurtling in from all directions, like dark clouds pressing down, blotting out the sun. This was the arrow formation of the Yuren race, their most prized method of killing. The arrows moved like dragons, their speed astonishing, as if even the air itself was being torn apart.

Faced with the overwhelming rain of arrows, Zheng Qian did not retreat. His feet shimmered with starlight, and he moved with ghostly grace through the arrows. The Dragon Scale Void-Piercing Sword danced in his hand; with each swing, a burst of sword light erupted, slicing through the incoming arrows. The sword light and arrow shadows intertwined, producing a series of crisp, metallic clangs, like celestial music.

However, this was merely an appetizer for the Yu Ren tribe's arrow formation. As Zheng Qian continued his ascent, the arrow formation's power gradually increased. Each arrow contained the demonic power and archery essence of the Yu Ren tribe's prodigies, possessing astonishing power. Some arrows were as swift as lightning, while others were as cunning as venomous snakes, making them impossible to defend against.

But Zheng Qian was not bothered by the arrows. His heart was at peace, as if he were one with the heavens and earth. He could clearly sense the trajectory and speed of each arrow, allowing him to make the most correct response in an instant. The Dragon Scale Void-Piercing Sword seemed to have a life of its own in his hands, each swing perfectly severing the arrows and protecting him from harm.

Zheng Qian was very fast. He advanced fifty meters in a single volley of arrows, getting even closer to the Yuren tribe, which intensified his killing intent.

You find pleasure in shooting humans? Then today, I will become your nightmare.

"Zheng Qian, you dared to venture alone into Huaxu Cliff! Today is your death day!" He Zhoujia's voice was cold and firm, devoid of any emotion.

Zheng Qian looked up at He Zhoujia, a cold smile playing on his lips: "He Zhoujia, today I, Zheng Qian, will definitely storm Huaxu Cliff and slaughter you all!"