Fantasy: After transmigrating, I effortlessly became a god.

Chapter 447 Alliance Breakthrough 1

As night fell and the Milky Way shone like a tapestry, Zheng Qian's figure weaved through the starry expanse, each step seemingly treading on the cracks of time and space. His gaze was firm and profound, as if it could pierce through the endless darkness, looking directly at the distant and urgent goal: Mount Mela.

The Starry Chess Formation, hailed as one of the most mysterious formations in the world, not only restricts flight but also distorts space and time to an unpredictable degree. Yet Zheng Qian seemed to understand it all perfectly. His steps were light and precise, each step precisely avoiding the seemingly invisible but deadly traps. He had only one thought in his mind: to reach Mount Meila as quickly as possible to support his allies who were fighting a bloody battle.

Beneath Zheng Qian's feet shimmered with starlight, becoming a dazzling rocket within the star-studded chess array, hurtling forward at breakneck speed. He could instantly traverse certain restrictions by manipulating space, but this ability was extremely taxing, and he wouldn't use it lightly unless absolutely necessary. However, the current situation left him no room for hesitation.

Just as he was about to step out of the edge of the Starry Chess Formation, a strong spatial fluctuation suddenly struck, as if an invisible force was trying to stop him. Zheng Qian's heart tightened; he knew this was the Starry Chess Formation's last defensive mechanism. But he did not retreat in the slightest. The starlight beneath his feet shone even brighter, and the spiritual power within his body surged and roared, as if to break through all constraints.

Before the guards could react, Zheng Qian reached out and pressed the winch rope that lowered the city gate, opening it a crack.

"Who?" the guard shouted, terrified. Someone had opened the gate without permission, a capital offense.

"Zheng Qian, deputy chief strategist of the Wisdom Alliance and leader of the Iron-Blooded Conquest Alliance, is going out to support the members of the Iron-Blooded Conquest Alliance who are ambushed. Please guard the city walls to prevent them from being attacked by the demon race."

Before he finished speaking, Zheng Qian had already rushed out of the Starry Chess Formation, and the scene before him suddenly opened up. The stars in the night sky seemed close enough to touch, and the ground beneath his feet instantly became soft and elastic. He took a deep breath, and then, with a flicker, he streaked across the sky like a shooting star, heading straight for Mount Meila.

"Zheng Qian? Was it Zheng Qian who went out?" a soldier asked in confusion. He hadn't even seen who it was before it disappeared.

The city's garrison captain, Li Mofei, had a cold look in his eyes. He sensed that something big was about to happen and said in a cold voice, "It is indeed Zheng Qian, but judging from his anxious state, something may have happened."

Li Mofei was a captain in the Radiant Legion. With his True Core Realm cultivation, two realms higher than Zheng Qian, he could naturally see Zheng Qian clearly as he sped away. He said to his soldiers, "Pass down the order to strengthen the defenses. Report any disturbance immediately."

"Yes." The guards at the gate dared not be careless. Battles took place here every day, and no one dared to take chances.

Li Mofei headed towards the center of the city, intending to report Zheng Qian's departure from the Starry Chess Formation, but he discovered that Zhao Mingxiu and Zhao Minghang were also rushing towards the city gate.

"Young Master Zhao, Brother Minghang, where are you going?" Li Mofei shouted. Zhao Mingxiu had just received the Glory Medal today, and his identity had already spread, so he knew that Zhao Mingxiu was the son of Legion Commander Zhao Huang.

Zhao Mingxiu didn't answer and rushed towards the city gate. Zhao Minghang stopped and said loudly, "Captain Li, there might be an emergency tonight. You'd better inform the brothers in the legion and be prepared."

"What happened?" Li Mofei looked at Zhao Minghang, hoping to get an answer.

"I don't know. The Iron-Blooded Conquest Alliance went to Mount Mera to intercept the three races' supplies, and they may have fallen into an ambush. And the demon race has a major operation tonight, so be very careful." After Zhao Minghang finished speaking, he chased after Zhao Mingxiu. He was a True Core Realm expert, and catching up with Zhao Mingxiu, who was only at the Dragon Shaping Realm, was a piece of cake.

"Something's happened, something must have happened," Li Mofei muttered. He had to report this immediately, otherwise he couldn't bear the consequences.

Outside the Starry Chess Formation, there were numerous sentries from the Shadow Serpent Clan. They saw Zheng Qian rushing towards Mount Mela on starlight and immediately reported the news.

"Zheng Qian actually went to provide support alone; it's truly a stroke of luck!" Yuan Lang sneered, looking towards Mount Meila. Their mission tonight was to repeat the story from three hundred years ago: break into the Starry Chess Formation, kill Zheng Qian, and capture Zhao Mingxiu alive.

Zhao Mingxiu is the son of Zhao Huang, the commander of the Guangyao Legion. This news has been passed on to the high-ranking members of the three clans through Zhang Yi, so Zheng Qian and Zhao Mingxiu are both their targets.

Less than a minute later, Yuan Lang received another message from his subordinate: Zhao Mingxiu had also left the city gate and headed towards Mount Mela.

"Haha, may the three races be blessed, may the three races be blessed!" You Lang laughed loudly and ordered, "Tell Lord Mo Feng that Zheng Qian and Zhao Mingxiu have already left the Starry Chess Formation to support the Iron-Blooded Conquest Alliance at Mount Meila. We will go ahead and cut off their retreat."

In the darkness, the armies of the three races surged towards Mount Mela like a tidal wave, forming a long, endless line. These were the legions that had attacked the Starry Chess Formation, but now they had turned to surround Zheng Qian and Zhao Mingxiu.

Meanwhile, on Mount Mera, members of the Ironblood Conquest Alliance were locked in a fierce battle. They had planned a surprise attack, but the enemy had already laid an ambush. Arrows rained down, swords clashed, and the air was thick with the stench of blood. But even in this desperate situation, they did not give up; an indomitable light shone in every one of their eyes.

"Haha, Li Ming, weren't you so arrogant and powerful? Why aren't you arrogant now?" Lie Yi stood on the boulder and laughed wildly. In the battle just now, he had been pierced by Li Ming's fire spear, which not only made him feel so painful that he could hardly breathe, but also caused him to bleed profusely.

Lie Yi was defeated in just three moves, which greatly displeased him. So, whenever he had the chance to taunt Li Ming, he kept spewing insults. Verbal attacks not only pleased him but also disrupted Li Ming's battle strategy, allowing him to recover more quickly.

Li Ming remained silent, his spear flaming as he repeatedly threw it, then darted about, picking up the burning spear again. He always carried a spear, constantly throwing it while fighting and moving, retrieving the blazing fire spear along the way.

On the entire battlefield, only he could pick it up. If anyone else touched it, they would be burned by the soul fire.

The grain supplies being transported by the three clans exploded when Li Ming unleashed his soul fire, revealing stones inside. He knew they had been ambushed. In fact, he had known they had been ambushed the moment Zhang Yi appeared, but he was still unwilling to accept it.

How could Zhang Yi betray the human race? Li Ming had already guessed that Zhang Yi was a member of the Demon Radiance Sect, but he was unwilling to believe that the Demon Radiance Sect would betray the human race.

Li Ming was heartbroken to learn that the person who betrayed humanity was from the Southern Region.

At this moment, Li Ming was fighting Mo Long, a powerful demon emperor of the Yu Ren race, who corresponds to the Tongyu realm of the human race. Li Ming was only at the late stage of the True Core realm, one realm lower than Mo Long. Moreover, he also had to protect the members of the Iron-Blooded Conquest Alliance. He not only had to fight Mo Long, but also had to deal with the soldiers of the three races, so he was having a very difficult time.

Mo Long was shrouded in black mist, and his voice was very hoarse: "To have such strong combat power at the Core Solidification Realm, no wonder you are Long Batian's disciple."

"That's because you're useless." Li Ming forced Mo Long back with his spear and roared to the sky, "Brothers, retreat!"

The three races were well-prepared for this ambush, deploying five powerful demon emperors, a force that even the seven prodigies combined struggled to handle. Had they not all possessed seventh-grade magic weapons, they would likely have suffered casualties long ago.

Upon hearing Li Ming's order to retreat, the members of the Iron-Blooded Conquest Alliance, though unwilling, quickly adjusted their stance and followed Li Ming's lead in an orderly retreat. On the battlefield, the light of arrows and spells continued to intertwine, but their movements became increasingly synchronized, as if they were searching for a glimmer of hope in this despair.

"Trying to run? Not so easy!" Seeing this, Lie Yi roared, leaping off the boulder and gathering a powerful force in his hand as he chased after Li Ming and the others. However, at that moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking his path.

"Your opponent is me." A clear, cold voice rang out, and a woman with skin as white as snow flew over, surrounded by a faint chill. She was none other than Li Miaoran, the vice leader of the Iron Blood Conquest Alliance.

Lie Yi snorted coldly, clearly not taking Li Miaoran seriously. But when he actually fought Li Miaoran, he found that her attacks were so fierce, every move and every strike aimed directly at vital points. He was defeated in five moves.

Are all the Iron-Blooded Conquest Alliance members so monstrous? Lie Yi was questioning his life. He was at the same level as Li Ming and Li Miaoran, so how could he be defeated after only a few moves?

Li Miaoran flashed forward, landing lightly on the highest bluestone. Her eyes were firm and resolute, as if she could see through every fluctuation of the battlefield. Her words, like sharp blades, pierced the frozen air: "You six, as the vanguard of the alliance, lead the charge, break through the enemy's lines! And I will hold this position, covering your retreat, ensuring no one falls behind!"

Before she finished speaking, she lightly tore open a pressure talisman radiating a faint yellow light. Instantly, a vast and boundless spiritual power surged forth from her body like a flood bursting its banks, causing the surrounding air to hum and vibrate. This power was not merely a manifestation of her personal cultivation, but also an eruption of her profound sense of responsibility towards the alliance and her comrades.

Immediately afterwards, Li Miaoran lightly raised her hand, and the seventh-grade magic artifact, the Mulin Qin, appeared on her lap. This ancient zither was simple and mysterious, its strings trembling slightly, seemingly containing an ancient and powerful force. Her fingertips danced and glided across the strings, each note seemingly possessing life, they intertwined and collided in the air, finally converging into a piece called "The Soul of the Orchid".

This "Soul Song of the Orchid" is no ordinary melody. It can not only manipulate souls, gradually dismantling the enemy's will amidst its beautiful tune, but it can also transform the music into blades, turning the invisible notes into sharp edges that slice through any obstacle on the battlefield. As the melody deepens, the surrounding air seems to sharpen, the enemy's movements become sluggish, and their eyes reveal confusion and fear.

Under Li Miaoran's zither music, the warriors of the Iron-Blooded Conquest Alliance seemed to be inspired by an invisible force, their courage and determination amplified infinitely. Especially Li Ming and his six companions, who knew the weight of their responsibilities, yet were fearless. With earth-shattering roars, they were like six sharp daggers, piercing straight into the heart of the enemy ranks.

Li Miaoran stood alone on the bluestone, the melody of the Mulinqin growing ever more stirring. Her figure appeared and disappeared amidst the music, as if resonating with heaven and earth, dancing with her soul. Single-handedly, she held off wave after wave of enemies, buying precious time for the Iron-Blooded Conquest Alliance to break through.

*Pfft...* Li Miaoran's spiritual energy quickly depleted, and she spat out a mouthful of blood. Ignoring the pain, she swallowed a pill and continued playing. She was willing to sacrifice her life to cover the retreat of the Iron-Blooded Conquest Alliance members.

Under Li Ming's command, the warriors of the Iron-Blooded Conquest Alliance finally broke through the enemy's encirclement. Looking back, they saw Li Miaoran still standing firm on the bluestone, her resolute figure becoming an eternal monument in their hearts. At this moment, they deeply understood what sacrifice, courage, and the true meaning of the Iron-Blooded Conquest were!

Li Ming's eyes instantly turned red. The Suppression Talisman was a secret weapon of the Southern Region, possessed by all seven prodigies and five monstrous talents. To protect everyone's retreat, Li Miaoran unhesitatingly tore open the Suppression Talisman, sacrificing her life to play the "Orchid Soul Melody," all for their escape.

"Junior brother, I'm handing over command to you from now on. You must lead our brothers and sisters to safety." Li Ming was prepared to fight to the death. He couldn't let Li Miaoran cover their retreat alone. Even if they managed to escape, he would never forgive himself.

Chen Tianrui grabbed Li Ming, his eyes serious: "Senior brother, since the three-race alliance has set this up, our retreat will not be smooth. Perhaps all seven of us will have to tear open the border-sealing talismans on different enemy sides to allow our brothers to retreat."

A tense atmosphere hung over everyone. Li Miaoran was risking her life to cover their retreat, but the retreat route would inevitably encounter ambushes, so the six of them had to be prepared to sacrifice themselves to protect everyone.

Whoosh... Just then, a dazzling starlight, like a shooting star, streaked across the dull and intense battlefield night sky, adding an unusual touch to the chaotic situation.

"For the Alliance!" Zheng Qian's roar shook the heavens, his voice filled with boundless determination and unyielding spirit, as if conveying this belief to everyone present. At this moment, his figure seemed to be empowered by some mysterious force, suddenly accelerating once more, like a wild horse unleashed, or a raging hurricane, sweeping across the entire battlefield.

His eyes were like torches, shining with a resolute light, his gaze fixed on Li Miaoran, who was seriously injured and pale-faced, not far away.

A strong protective instinct surged within Zheng Qian, and he vowed that he must take her away safely, right here and now. So, like a bolt of lightning, he rushed towards Li Miaoran, scooping her up in his arms with swift yet gentle movements.

"Hold on, Miaoran! I will definitely get you out of here safely!"