During the Qin Dynasty, he was in charge of the net.

Night fell, the moon was bright and the stars were few, and torches flickered on the high walls of Nanyang.

Li Ji, dressed in a black outfit, stepped out of the night, his face carrying a calm killing intent.

He looked up and saw the towering city walls like an iron curtain, the huge city gates tightly shut, and the moat dark and lifeless.

Within the outer city wall, there is another slightly higher wall, with a distance of several tens of meters between the two walls.

This means that even if he can quickly cross the outer city wall, he will still be spotted by the soldiers on the inner city wall.

Therefore, he must quickly eliminate the sentries on the outer city wall; otherwise, once the soldiers on both walls react and attack him from both sides, he will likely have to pay a heavy price.

Holding a long sword, Li Ji did not choose the city gate in the middle, but instead quickly climbed up from the corner of the city wall.

He was agile and quick, his toes barely touching the city wall before he was on the battlements in the blink of an eye.

"Is anyone there?"

The sentry on the city wall asked in a low voice, but although he heard some sounds, Li Ji was too fast, so he did not find his true location.

Why don't you look behind you?

Li Ji asked softly from behind the sentry.

"What? You?" The sentry felt a chill run down his spine. He turned around and saw only a long sword in his eyes, followed by complete darkness.

Then, Li Ji moved swiftly across the city wall like a ghost, killing seven people in succession.

However, one soldier was extremely tenacious. Even though Li Ji's longsword had completely pierced his chest, he instead clung to the sword and shouted, "Enemy attack!"

Li Ji felt a chill in his heart and swung his longsword, shattering the heart of the sentry in front of him.

Upon hearing of the enemy attack, the soldiers on the inner city wall reacted quickly, and flames suddenly blazed on the wall.

Arrows emerged from the crenellations of the inner city wall, aimed at Li Ji.

"Who dares to break into Nanyang at night?" an officer shouted, but Li Ji did not answer.

"Release the arrows!"

At the officer's command, dozens of arrows tore through the air, whistling as they rained down and covered Li Ji.

Despite the rain of arrows, Li Ji remained calm and composed.

He had to kill the soldiers on the city wall as quickly as possible, otherwise, once reinforcements arrived, he would not only be unable to enter the city, but might also lose his life there.

The next moment, Li Ji's figure blurred instantly in front of the rain of arrows, not because he was dodging, but because he was charging in a zigzag pattern.

His figure was so fast that he left afterimages, and most of the arrows could only tear through the afterimages and embed themselves in the soil behind Li Ji.

Li Ji's toes touched the water of the moat, creating tiny ripples on the surface, and he had already swept across the ten-zhang-wide river like an arrow released from a bow.

At this moment, the Juma Lu, located next to the second city wall, blocked Li Ji's path.

Li Ji neither dodged nor leaped, but slashed with his sword, cutting the iron-clad hardwood in two as if it were made of paper.

During this process, Li Ji's figure did not stop at all. In the blink of an eye, he had arrived at the bottom of the second city wall and quickly jumped up along the wall.

Upon arriving here, the rain of arrows intensified, with even large crossbow bolts aimed directly at Li Ji.

With a slight flick of his wrist, Li Ji sent out several condensed fish-scale darts flying out silently yet with lightning speed.

Fish scale darts are secret weapons crafted by the Luo Net. They are shaped like fish scales, as thin as cicada wings, and coated with a potent poison.

The fish-scale dart shot out, piercing the brow of the archer in the left flank watchtower, leaving a trail of blood mist.

A shot pierced the throat of a soldier loading a crossbow bolt, interrupting his aim at Li Ji.

.....

As he launched his fish-scale darts, Li Ji swept into the ranks of the city's defenders like a whirlwind.

The longsword transformed into a streak of black light, tearing armor, severing throats, and piercing hearts wherever it passed!

Each swing of Li Ji's sword was accompanied by a soldier's muffled groan as he fell to the ground; his movements were concise and efficient, without a single superfluous flourish.

Blood splattered on the cold city walls often silenced screams abruptly.

As time went on, the number of soldiers guarding the city dwindled, while the amount of blood on Li Ji's body increased.

At this distance, bows and arrows were no longer of any use, so the soldiers raised their spears and engaged in a final battle.

The spear was over ten feet long, its cold light gleaming.

"Form ranks!"

The leading officer, wielding a halberd, personally joined the gun formation.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

Twenty soldiers, armed with long spears, surrounded Li Ji completely.

On the narrow battlements, Li Ji, holding a blood-dripping longsword, engaged in a final close-quarters battle with the soldiers around him.

He slashed upwards, cutting open a soldier's throat, and blood spurted out.

He sidestepped a powerful, sweeping spear, and his longsword, like a venomous snake, pierced the spearman's heart through a gap in his armor.

He spun around, the blade tracing a perfect arc, and two heads flew up with expressions of astonishment.

He trudged through corpses and pools of blood, moving forward slowly, yet no one could stop him.

The roars, screams, and clashing of weapons of the defenders sounded like background noise to him.

Li Ji's eyes remained fixed on the city-guarding officer behind the group of soldiers, his murderous aura almost tangible.

The officer guarding the city was named Yangshe Xu, the same soldier who had humiliated Li Ji during the day. However, Li Ji was wearing a mask at the time, so Yangshe Xu did not recognize him.

Seeing that Li Ji was still locked on to him, Yang Shexu stopped retreating and quickly organized the remaining soldiers around him.

Yangshexu took the lead, followed by more than ten soldiers, and charged towards Li Ji.

Li Ji sneered inwardly, "Good thing." He poured his surging inner energy into the longsword, and the blade instantly shone with a bright red light.

With an extremely simple sweeping strike, the sword's edge shattered the fine iron spears like straw wherever it went!

The shattered spears and the soldiers wielding them were sent flying backward by the overwhelming force, the sound of bones cracking clearly audible, and the formation collapsed instantly.

Yangshexu received extra attention from Li Ji, who slammed him hard against the city wall, rendering him unable to even stand.

Li Ji ignored both sides and turned his gaze to the heavily injured Yang Shexu lying on the ground, walking towards him step by step.

He stepped over corpses, his boots leaving clear tracks in the blood.

A seriously wounded soldier tried to grab his leg, but he casually stomped on his chest, crushing it.

Li Ji approached Yangshexu and said:

"What is the real reason for the martial law in Nanyang? And who are these so-called sorcerers? If you can tell me the truth, perhaps I will spare your life."

Yangshexu's eyes flickered. It was shameful for the city gates to fall, but at least he could survive.

"I don't know much either. It's said that a group of Baiyue people were behind it, and even General Bai Yifei was alarmed. I heard that he will be coming to Nanyang soon."

"I've finished telling you, can you spare my life?"

Li Ji pulled the mask off his face and asked calmly, "What do you think?"

"It was you!"

Yang Shexu looked like he'd seen a ghost. He just couldn't connect the butcher in front of him with the cowardly kid from earlier that day. This was even harder for him to accept than the city gates falling!

Li Ji leaped off the battlements and disappeared into the deeper darkness within the city.

All that remained behind was the chaotic city gate area, littered with severed limbs and Yangshexu's unseeing face.