Transmigrated into the Primitive Wilderness as a Great God

clearing, with no cover around him and no other tribe members.
The nearest male in a protective circle was more than 20 metres away from Qin Fei.

“Qin Fei, go back quickly… Watch out” 

Sa Lei was directing the tribe members to fight with several flying beasts, when he saw Qin Fei rushing out of the tent to save a female caught by a flying beast, exposing himself, he shouted out a warning in anxiety.
But then he caught a glimpse of a flying beast swooping down, targeting Qin Fei and was scared to death.
He tried to rush to the rescue, but the flying beast had already reached Qin Fei’s back.
Sa Lei could only hiss and warn Qin Fei.

Qin Fei heard the strong wind coming and hurriedly bent down and rolled for cover.
When he had just ducked into the tent, he had stuck his sabre in his waist.
Now by rolling, he pulled out his sabre and slashed at the incoming black shadow.
It was Qin Fei’s luck that the knife hit the flying beast in the abdomen.
The flying beast let out a miserable scream and violently pulled itself upwards, trying to fly off the ground to escape the dangerous pain.
But Qin Fei had a firm grip on the sabre and pulled it, ripping the beast open alive.
It flopped a few times and then fell still, the fishy smell of blood quickly dispersing in the air.

Sa Lei was relieved to see that the attacking beast had been killed by Qin Fei, when another one came charging down straight at him.
This flying beast was huge and formidable, it was the leader of these flying beasts and as it let out a high-pitched roar, it grabbed Qin Fei with both claws, looking at its stance, it seemed to want to tear Qin Fei apart with one blow.

Seeing that it was too late to run over, Sa Lei followed Qin Fei’s example and threw the spear in his hand at the flying beast.
The flying beast was leaning low to attack Qin Fei, and Sa Lei threw the spear just in time to pierce the back of the flying beast’s neck.

The flying beast hissed in pain and its attack on Qin Fei did not slow down in the slightest, it actually ignored the thrusting spear.
Qin Fei was also aroused by his fierceness and gripped his sabre tightly with both hands, avoiding its sharp beak and claws, thrusting it into the flying beast’s bone wings.
The beast fluttered its wings, trying to throw Qin Fei off.
But Qin Fei held on to the sabre wedged in the bone and would not let go of it, despite the beast’s lunging.
The beast was so desperate that it rolled and rushed through the camp with Qin Fei, breaking up several tents.
The males, armed with their spears, rushed to the rescue, but as Qin Fei rolled with the beast, he happened to be in some of the beast’s upper body vitals, so they could only desperately attack the beast’s lower body, not the upper body vitals, for fear of hitting Qin Fei.

Qin Fei was dizzy from the fall of the flying beast, but everytime he fell, he became even more fierce and tough.
It was also fortunate that Qin Fei was in a position that did not stand out so every time the flying beast fell, it would not hit him.
By now, Qin Fei’s eyes were red and he was determined to kill the big guy who was causing trouble to the tribe.
With one of the flying beast’s flings, Qin Fei was finally freed, along with his sabre.
He took advantage of the flying beast’s struggle to get up and climbed onto its back amidst everyone’s shouts of surprise.

Naturally, the flying beast would not leave him on its back, so there was another flap.
Qin Fei grabbed the spear nailed to the back of the beast’s neck with one hand and raised his sabre with the other, thrusting it into the back of the beast’s neck, one after the other, more viciously than the other.
Blood flew and Qin Fei was sprayed all over on his face.
The flying beast tumbled viciously several times and Sa Lei, who had just come close, was thrown away.
Qin Fei, however, clung to the flying beast like a rakshasa evil spirit, slashing into the bone without the slightest hesitation.

The flying beasts that had wanted to come to rescue were blocked by the males with their spears.
Influenced by Qin Fei’s violent courage and uprightness, the males also became more and more vicious.
The flying beasts’ anger was severely dampened and they only wailed incessantly.
The struggle of the flying beast beneath Qin Fei became weaker and weaker, most of its neck was broken by Qin Fei’s knife, as it looked like it was already gagging yet Qin Fei was still poking it with a knife.
The fierce expression scared no one who dared to come forward to stop him.
Sa Lei was also a bit surprised, but was more worried about Qin Fei’s mad condition.
He climbed onto the flying beast’s back and held Qin Fei tightly from behind.
When he murmured softly in his ear, Qin Fei’s knife slowly stopped, then his head lolled as he fainted in Sa Lei’s arms.