Fantasy: After transmigrating, I effortlessly became a god.

Chapter 337 You Need to Pay with Spirit Crystals

Ye withered and died, leaving behind a spatial ring and eight large swords.

Zheng Qian picked up the broadswords, each weighing about eight thousand catties, and clashed with the Dragon Scale Void-Breaking Sword, resulting in many nicks and chips.

"What the hell? It keeps calling itself 'I' and claims to be a prince, yet it uses such a broken knife?" Zheng Qian muttered in dissatisfaction.

Zhao Mingxiu and the other two finally realized that Zheng Qian had killed Ye Ku, the strongest prodigy of the Vortex Worm Clan in the Demon Transformation Realm who possessed divine bloodline.

Zheng Qian was unaware of Ye Ku's reputation, but Zhao Mingxiu and the others did. Ye Ku was a direct descendant of the royal family of the Vortex Worms. Not only was he invincible among Vortex Worms of the same realm, but he had also traversed the Vampire Sparrow and the Yuren Clan, never suffering a defeat among those of the same realm.

Zhao Mingxiu dared not say he could defeat Ye Ku, Feng Yingte dared not say he could defeat Ye Ku, and Li Zun dared not say he could defeat Ye Ku either.

Zheng Qian not only killed Ye Ku twice, but also utterly crushed him. They couldn't even imagine how strong Zheng Qian was. Most importantly, Zheng Qian was at the Void Spirit Realm, a realm lower than them.

Zhao Mingxiu's eyes were sharp. Zheng Qian's technique was not Yun Youzi's famous skill "Spatial Vibration", but a technique that could absorb life force.

Techniques that can absorb life force are demonic techniques.

Zheng Qian cultivated demonic arts, while Zhao Mingxiu was a prodigy of the Radiant Legion, representing justice. For some reason, Zhao Mingxiu inherently resented Zheng Qian; he disliked those who cultivated demonic arts.

"Master, are you alright?" Li Zun stepped forward and asked.

Zheng Qian shook his head: "It's nothing."

The battle was close but without serious injury; he was merely exhausted. Ye Ku was powerful, but unfortunately, his resilience was too weak, and he was too arrogant. Zheng Qian knew that Ye Ku's ability to fight was strong, but his mind was weak, when he asked him which of his thirty-two legs would move first—such a basic question threw him into disarray.

Feng Ying walked over, took a deep breath of the air, and slowly said, "The energy in the air is different from before."

Then, Feng Yingte closed his eyes, as if carefully sensing the air, and continued, "The energy in the air is more violent than before."

Zheng Qian looked at Feng Yingte with suspicion. "Your nose is so special. It can actually smell the energy of the wind. No wonder you are a wind-born beast."

Rumble... Just then, thunder roared in the sky, and purple lightning leaped through the clouds, as if to tear apart the spatial barrier and strike the four of them.

"Don't worry, the Thunder Devouring Dual Absolute Domain is a delicately balanced space. As long as you don't step into certain perilous situations or fly high into the sky to challenge authority, there won't be any energy higher than the Dragon Shaping Realm. Of course, spatial rifts are an exception."

Feng Yingte spoke with great confidence, stating that their race's research on the Thunder Devouring Dual Absolute Domain was no less advanced than that of the human race.

Boom... Suddenly, a bolt of purple lightning, as thick as a little finger, struck down, instantly charring Feng Yingte inside and out. He fell straight to the ground, his body still emitting blue smoke.

"Master, it seems there's a hole in the sky." Li Zun pointed to the sky, where there was a small round hole. The purple lightning that struck Feng Yingte earlier came from inside that hole.

Zheng Qian's hair stood on end. The circular hole was surrounded by purple lightning, and just one glance made his heart pound with fear. The energy of the purple lightning was far beyond what their current cultivation level could withstand; anyone struck by it would either die or be crippled.

"Run! The balance between thunder and space has been broken!" Zheng Qian took off running. The energy of thunder and space was balanced, but the arrow he had just shot was like a sesame seed falling into a full bowl of water. Although it was small and light, it broke the balance and caused the water to overflow.

Li Zun followed Zheng Qian and ran away. Zhao Mingxiu glanced at the round hole, and the violent power there made him tremble with fear. He then turned and ran.

"Help, help me..." Fengying stretched out his front paws, pleading for help from the backs of the three people.

The lightning in the sky became even more violent, as if they possessed life and the ability to think, vying to squeeze out small round holes and randomly strike the ground. Wherever they were hit, a deep crater was blasted out.

Zheng Qian ran headlong, clearly sensing the destructive power of the lightning, which was definitely beyond their level of cultivation to withstand. Even a mere wisp of overflowing energy could easily kill them.

Going back to save him might mean his own death. Not going back to save him, however, would be unbearable. He could kill the enemy without hesitation, but with a life pleading for help right before his eyes, he couldn't bear the thought of standing by and watching someone die.

Zheng Qian was torn: Zheng Qian, you mustn't do anything foolish. If you rescue Feng Yingte, he'll thank you, but it won't do any good. If you don't, he deserves to be struck down. On one hand, there's the practical need to survive; on the other, there's the risk of risking your life to play the saint. It's such a difficult choice.

"Ah... damn it!" Zheng Qian roared, but in the end he couldn't get over his conscience and turned around to rush towards Feng Yingte.

"Master!" Li Zun shouted. He understood the law of the jungle more deeply, and his heart was colder. He disagreed with Zheng Qian going back to save Feng Yingte.

"Heh, you brute." Zhao Mingxiu sneered. In his eyes, Zheng Qian's behavior was no different from suicide.

Boom... Bang... A bolt of purple lightning, as thick as a little finger, struck down, blasting a crater ten meters deep into the ground.

Feng Yingte closed his eyes in despair. At this moment, only his eyelids could move, and his whole body was charred and mangled.

Death was his final destination.

Farewell, Mother, Father, Elder Brother.

Tears streamed down Feng Ying's face; he was unwilling to die like this. If he were killed in battle against a prodigy of the same realm, he would die without regret. But to be struck by lightning would leave him with unfulfilled desires, so he closed his eyes beforehand, hoping that his soul could return to the embrace of the Wind God after death.

The Wind-Born Beast is born of the wind and worships the Wind God.

Suddenly, a gentle breeze came, and the Wind Beast thought that the Wind God had sensed his prayer, so it slowly opened its eyes.

In the distance, a young man carrying a sword is speeding along, facing the lightning and with starlight shining beneath his feet. He is a messenger of the gods, the strongest prodigy who dares to draw his sword, Zheng Qian.

“Zheng Qian, I…” Feng Ying began weakly, but was interrupted by Zheng Qian who ran closer.

"Stop talking nonsense. You'll have to pay me spirit crystals after I get you out of here." Zheng Qian hoisted the Wind Shadow Special Forces and ran wildly into the depths.

Yun Youzi once said that there is a peaceful and safe space deep within the Convergence Domain, which is a rest stop for those entering the Devouring Void Beast's Nest Domain.

Feng Ying smiled weakly and said, "I'll give you as many spirit crystals as you want, and I'll even owe you my life."

Feng Yingte knew very well that Zheng Qian had already left, and his return was definitely not for the spirit crystals.

Spirit crystals are valuable, but nothing is more important than life.

Purple lightning filled the air, with countless bolts of lightning shooting out from the circular hole every second, eventually forming a streak of purple lightning that filled the sky beneath the spatial barrier.

Li Zun had already reached a safe area. There were no spatial rifts or violent lightning here, but a small mountain peak. However, there was not a trace of green on it; it was all weathered stone.

Boom... Zhao Mingxiu saw the small mountain peak in the peaceful and safe area that his senior had mentioned. Just as he was overjoyed, a bolt of purple lightning struck in front of him, and the exploding purple lightning instantly enveloped him.

"Ah..." Zhao Mingxiu screamed and fell to the ground, spitting blood. His spiritual energy was shattered, and he lay trembling on the ground.

Zheng Qian quickly caught up and saw Li Zun on the small mountain peak, as well as Zhao Mingxiu, whose entire body was covered in purple lightning. He couldn't help but speed up again.

Just then, Zheng Qian felt a sense of foreboding as a bolt of purple lightning struck, its target being him and Feng Yingte.

"Li Zun, catch!" Zheng Qian tossed Feng Yingte to Li Zun, who was a hundred meters away. Blood mist churned, and the spiritual energy and blood energy within his body resonated as he punched the lightning in the sky.

"Surge Fist".