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

The thunderous trampling of the puppet on the ground approached incessantly, sending thousands of thoughts surging through Lin Qian's mind.


"The special effect of Exorcism Silver on Soul Power makes a direct confrontation undoubtedly tough and unrewarding."


"However, due to its bulky size, its movements seem very slow; yet its power must be tremendous, and going head-to-head would be even more disadvantageous."


"The best method should be to use speed to completely overpower it, mainly targeting the joints to disable the puppet and secure the victory."


As he thought this, the puppet with a heavy gray body had already closed in on Lin Qian, its huge metallic fist smashing towards his face.


The wind from the fist howled, blowing Lin Qian's long hair backward.


Crimson-gold lightning instantly enveloped his entire body, Lin Qian did not hesitate at all, raising his fist and slamming it forward.


Chapter 254: Phantom Old Man