Dusk in a Midsummer’s Day

Among the professional strategy warfare gamers on earth, Lin Qian easily emerged as the strongest within the industry. After all, there weren’t many who could defeat a perfect example of a hardcore casher!
With a twist of fate, the extravagant gamer left the world in an unfortunate accident. Leaving behind his wealth, he was transmigrated.
In this new world, Lin Qian had absolutely nothing he could be proud of. As an alchemist, his brewing pot exploded. As an iron welder, cast-iron turned scrap metals. Not to mention, his dismal talents extended to spiritual arrays and beyond. Besides his slightly above average talent in cultivation, he did not possess anything else that had even a slight semblance to a talent.
Yet, life was not all bleak. On one fateful day, he discovered a revolutionary change. The mega-empire which dominated the gaming servers, the very land which he reigned over as emperor, had followed him through his transmigration. Not just so, the invulnerable generals, lieutenants, and the million men army had escaped the realm of mere codes and gained the breath of life.
Now, as living beings, they swore their allegiance and lives to him, their Peerless Emperor.

The Peerless Emperor

"Kill!" With Lin Qian's command, Zhao Long took the lead, brandishing his spear and roaring as he rushed out ahead from the barriers condensed by the battleship.


Weapons unsheathed, all the soldiers charged out, storming towards the army of walking corpses.


They roared in unison, their war cries shattering the skies. The pale yellow Huaxia soul power surged continuously from the bodies of the soldiers, consolidating into an iron wall that soared into the heavens.


In an instant, the thick dust in the sky was dispersed, and the eternally dim south saw the sky for the first time, with bright sunlight shining down on the army's heavy armor.


Lu Shangda, who controlled the Blood Nourishing Corpses, showed a look of astonishment on his face, followed by a quick reaction, commanding the walking corpse army to charge forward.


In the daylight, with the help of the blood energy, his walking corpse army seemed even more alive and harder to suppress.


Chapter 169: The Emperor of the Huaxia Empire