Fantasy: After transmigrating, I effortlessly became a god.

Chapter 335 Which foot should you step with first?

In the sky, as if provoked by Zheng Qian and Ye Ku, purple lightning brewed in the clouds, and then, with a thunderous roar, a pool of lightning was unleashed.

Suddenly, a spatial barrier appeared, blocking the purple lightning from falling into the sky. Only those at or below the Dragon Shaping Realm could enter this realm; any power exceeding the Dragon Shaping Realm would collide and vanish into nothingness in the sky.

The Thunder Devouring Dual Absolute Domain seems to be a trial ground specifically set up for humans in the Dragon Shaping Realm and demons in the Demon Transformation Realm. Energy exceeding the capacity of the Dragon Shaping Realm will cause them to collide and disappear.

Spatial rifts, however, are an exception; they are places where prodigies test their luck. On the path to a prodigy's growth, luck is also a part of strength.

Zheng Qian and Ye Ku were unaffected by the lightning from above; the falling lightning remained within their tolerance range. The only difference was that Zheng Qian completely resisted it with his physical body, while Ye Ku used his spiritual energy to resist half of the power, and then used his physical body to resist the remaining half.

"I never expected that the human race would produce such a monstrous talent as you." Ye Ku's voice was deep, and he was shocked. He was a powerful expert in the late stage of the Demon Transformation Realm and was about to break through to the Cicada Demon Realm, which was the Liquid Aperture Realm of the human race.

In terms of cultivation level, Ye Ku was one minor realm higher than Zheng Qian. In terms of bloodline, the human race had no deities, while the Vortex Insect race possessed deities and had a more noble bloodline. However, Ye Ku still couldn't gain the upper hand, which greatly displeased him and shocked him with Zheng Qian's combat strength.

“With eight swords, you have to focus on eight things at once, which naturally slows down your sword-wielding speed. And with your swords being so slow, how can you fight?” Zheng Qian retorted, feeling that Ye Ku’s use of eight swords was a complete waste.

"Whether my sword is fast or slow is not for you to lecture me on." Ye Ku's eyes were cold. From birth to now, Zheng Qian was the first being to say that his sword was slow.

A ghostly blue light burst forth, shattering the lightning bolts falling from the sky. He moved with his thirty-two legs, raising eight large swords and slashing them down at Zheng Qian with a whoosh.

"Eight-Sword Undying Slash".

Eight enormous crescent moons emitted a ghostly blue light, plowing eight furrows into the ground, cutting through space, and slashing towards Zheng Qian with a thunderous roar.

Clang.

Zheng Qian drew his Dragon Scale Void-Piercing Sword, and his entire aura changed. He was like a war god amidst thunder and lightning, a master of the sword, ignoring all obstacles. He was the sword, and the sword was him.

"Explosive Slash".

A burst of crimson sword energy erupted, the Dragon Scale Void-Piercing Sword spun, and a thick sword energy slashed out with unstoppable force, shattering Ye Ku's azure crescent moon.

Just then, Zheng Qian moved. Brilliant starlight emanated from beneath his feet as he swiftly approached Ye Ku. His Dragon Scale Void-Piercing Sword unleashed eleven thrusts in an instant, each tip accurately aiming for Ye Ku's vital points.

ding ding ding...

The sounds of clashing weapons formed a continuous line, like an army battling with broadswords, constantly colliding. Hurricanes arose around both of them, formed by the blade light and sword energy emitted when they swung their swords, creating an impenetrable wall of hurricane energy.

Li Zun and Zhao Mingxiu watched the battle intently. Ye Ku was very strong, wielding eight large swords simultaneously, making it difficult to defend against. His azure spiritual energy was constantly absorbing Zheng Qian's spiritual energy during the battle. As long as they continued fighting, Ye Ku would completely absorb Zheng Qian's spiritual energy, ultimately leaving him with no spiritual energy to use and leading to his defeat.

From their perspective, Zheng Qian was in danger, being in a subordinate position.

Feng Yingte held the same view: if the battle continued, Zheng Qian would become weaker and weaker, while Ye Ku would become stronger and stronger.

"Withered technique, death."

The withered leaves' eerie blue light suddenly turned grayish-white, and eight large swords flew out, hovering above Zheng Qian. Gray spiritual energy poured down, enveloping Zheng Qian within it.

"Grandmaster!" Li Zun roared, his aura surging, dragon energy swirling within him, as he prepared to lend a hand.

"Haha, don't worry, it's just killing a little bug, no need for help." Zheng Qian laughed, his grayish-white spiritual energy exuding a powerful aura, yet he remained fearless.

Li Zun and Zhao Mingxiu were both on tenterhooks. The aura emanating from the grayish-white spiritual energy was actually suppressing their blood energy. Even from a distance of over a hundred meters, they felt an urge to worship and submit, let alone Zheng Qian in the middle of the sword formation.

Feng Ying narrowed his eyes. The Vortex Worm Clan was the mortal enemy of the Wind Beast, and he knew the origin of the grayish-white spiritual energy. It was the resurgence of divine blood, a supreme bloodline capable of suppressing all living beings and preventing his enemies from unleashing even 30% of their strength.

Zheng Qian is doomed to lose.

Zheng Qian, who was in the sword formation, also felt the suppression of his bloodline. The grayish-white spiritual energy seemed to be the ruler of the sky, while he was just a crawling insect on the ground.

"Is it a divine blood pressure control technique?" Zheng Qian murmured, then blood mist rose in his eyes as he activated the Devouring Heaven Technique.

Buzz... The space trembled, the grayish-white spiritual pressure vanished instantly, and his blood energy began to devour Ye Ku's grayish-white spiritual energy.

"How is this possible?" Ye Ku exclaimed. His withering technique was one of the strongest techniques in the clan, and only the Vortex Worm Clan with divine blood could use it. He had won every battle with it, but he never expected that Zheng Qian would be unaffected by it.

"Heh heh." Zheng Qian sneered and asked, "Ye Ku, you have thirty-two legs. When you walk, which foot steps out first?"

Which foot should you step with first?

Ye Ku was taken aback by the sudden question. He had never thought about it before, nor had anyone ever asked it. He tried to take a step forward, but almost tripped over himself.

No, I fell into a trap.

Ye Ku instantly realized he'd fallen into a trap. Zheng Qian was trying to distract him and then break free of the sword formation. A dark blue light flashed in his eyes, but he found that Zheng Qian hadn't moved; instead, he was looking at him with a smile.

Strange, what trick is he playing?

Ye Ku couldn't understand what trick Zheng Qian was playing. Just as he was about to launch an attack, he suddenly felt a sense of alarm.

Hiss... A spatial rift appeared, striking Ye Ku's body directly. He was instantly torn in two, and blue blood flowed all over the ground.

The sudden turn of events left Zhao Mingxiu and Feng Yingte stunned. How could Ye Ku be so unlucky, being torn apart by the spatial rift?

Li Zun's eyes lit up. Zheng Qian had told him that there were spatial ripples a second before a spatial rift appeared, and he could feel them too. It was just that his attention was entirely focused on the battle, so he hadn't sensed the appearance of the spatial rift.

Zheng Qian's spatial tremors had already reached the second level of waves, allowing him to sense the appearance of spatial rifts a second in advance. He sensed a spatial rift appearing where Ye Ku was standing, which was why he asked him which foot to step on first when walking with thirty-two feet, making him stop and think.

The plan was very successful. Ye Ku never expected that Zheng Qian didn't want to break out of the sword formation, but instead wanted to use the spatial rift to kill him.

"Master, awesome!" Li Zun gave a thumbs up. He was truly impressed. Zheng Qian had killed Ye Ku without even fighting.

Zheng Qian did not show a victorious expression, because the sword formation was still above him, and the gray-white spiritual energy continued to pour down.

"Hehehe, ahahaha..."

Ye Ku laughed loudly, and his torn corpse miraculously gathered together and reassembled.

He was resurrected, and he is now even more powerful.