Rise to God with Life Skill Professions

If it were anyone else encountering this situation, they would probably be in a panic by now.

They might even lose their rhythm, allowing the opponent to seize the opportunity and kill them on the spot.

But when Qin An faced this situation, his expression was extremely calm, as if even the collapse of heaven and earth couldn’t cause the slightest ripple in his mindset.

Qin An’s heart remained calm. He then swung his Cold Star again, and as it left his hand, it was caught mid-air by a figure.

Reincarnation appeared.

The moment she caught the Cold Star, she unhesitatingly unleashed the power of Three Blades Unite.

Reincarnation is the spirit within Qin An’s blade. Each time she executes the secret technique of Three Blades Unite, there is no consumption required, and she can perform it unconditionally.

In other words, the blade skills performed by Reincarnation are even stronger than Qin An’s.

With Reincarnation’s aid, every slash took the lives of several assassins, drastically reducing the pressure on Qin An.

But the assassins circled back, each of them at Unity Realm Perfection, a rarity even in the Daqian Kingdom.

Even with Reincarnation sharing the burden, Qin An was still under considerable pressure.

Yet he didn’t rush; instead, he raised his hand and threw a punch.

The fist skill carried with it unparalleled Qi Blood Power.

He burned his demon storage without hesitation.

As the demon storage burned, a pressure like a mountainous collapse suddenly struck.

The nearest assassin was hit by the punch, exploding into a cloud of blood mist, leaving no whole body behind.

And the punch did not stop, charging toward the remaining assassins again.

Qin An spared no thought for the depletion of demon storage. He had brought with him two hundred demon storages, enough to carve a bloody path here.

Had he not reached Unity Realm Great Success before, he might have truly feared for his life today.

But now, he wasn’t worried, treating this fight as a tempering after his advancement.

Blood stained the sky and the ground, the originally unyielding hearts of the assassins now trembled.

Qin An seemed like a soulless killing machine, constantly punching, retracting, and repeating the action.

And the attacks landing on Qin An were all blocked by his invisible Dharma Aspect.

Even though the Dharma Aspect was covered with cracks, threatening to shatter at any moment, it never did.

The number of assassins dwindled until only one was left, caught by Qin An by the neck.

The assassin writhed in agony, struggling madly, but it was all in vain.

Qin An spoke calmly, "Who exactly are you people?"

These assassins were human forces, not demon pseudo-gods, all with Unity Realm Perfection strength, numbering in the hundreds, which no force could easily muster.

Thus, Qin An felt a hint of curiosity about their identity.

He was unaware of how he had offended so many human forces, but having caught a "tongue" now, he naturally wanted to find out.

Unexpectedly, upon hearing Qin An’s question, the assassin smirked disdainfully.

"You bastard, don’t think you’ll learn who we are. Just wait, now that you’ve come to the border, it’s a dead end for you!"

"You’ll die miserably, and we’ll be waiting below, watching you perish!"

After hearing these words, Qin An raised his eyebrows slightly, a flash of insight crossing his mind.

He suddenly said, "I understand now, you must be remnants of the former dynasty, right?"

To be ambushed here by purely human forces and to hear cryptic threats about the dangers of the border, Qin An’s mind only pointed to the former dynasty’s forces.

After all, the border had always been in friction with the remnants of the former dynasty, making this hypothesis fit the current situation perfectly.

When Qin An spoke these words, a hint of shock flashed in the assassin’s eyes, though he quickly masked it.

But this subtle change was immediately noticed by Qin An.

Qin An knew his guess was correct.

Without hesitation, he tightened his five fingers, and the assassin’s head fell to the side.

Blood splattered across the ground, scattered across his invisible Dharma Aspect, blocked from reaching him.

The ground was littered with corpses and blood, a sight to terrify ordinary people.

Qin An seemed oblivious, raising his hand as Reincarnation returned to the Cold Star.

The Cold Star flew back, resting in its sheath.

He tidied his slightly disheveled clothing and continued walking toward the border.

This battle, to him, was merely a minor interlude.

Of course, it was also because the opponents had misjudged his strength.

After all, from the moment he showcased his abilities until now, he was seen as merely at the initial mastery level of the Unity Realm.

It seemed impossible to reach Great Success in mere months.

Yet Qin An, through his Golden Finger, leaped from Small Success to Great Success.

This turnaround would be difficult for anyone to anticipate.

For his adversaries to err was perfectly normal.

As Qin An took a few steps, he noticed a plume of dust rising ahead.

Out of the dust emerged hundreds of figures gradually.

Leading the group was a young general, clad in silver armor and wielding a long spear.

Behind him, hundreds of armored soldiers followed.

Each soldier exuded formidable auras.

As the young general approached, witnessing the aftermath, he couldn’t help but shiver.

The battle had occurred very near the border, and the sounds of combat had drawn their attention, prompting them to rush here.