People in the Qin Dynasty, entertained during the Warring States period

In his eyes, what's the use of being strong? Can you fight ten, a hundred, a thousand, or ten thousand?

Just as Luo Wang is positioned as a murder weapon, he only needs to be the one who holds the murder weapon, not a part of it.

Only power qualifies him to be a part of it.

Within a short period of time, Cao Ze's clothes were torn in several places by the sun, and a series of ripping sounds were heard.

Cao Ze thought to himself, "As expected of a half-step grandmaster who has mastered sword intent."

If he were to fight to the death and refuse to retreat, relying solely on the Golden Light Mantra and Yin Five Thunders, the best outcome would only be mutual destruction.

"Hmph! No wonder you dared to fight me head-on; it turns out you were relying on the metal inner armor you were wearing!"

Cao Ze remained silent. He wore the golden robe not to defend against swords, but to avoid lightning.

At this moment, Yan Ri breathed a slight sigh of relief, realizing that Cao Ze was indeed only at the first-rate level.

He had suffered too many losses at Cao Ze's hands before, to the point that he was almost developing post-traumatic stress disorder.

He no longer cared about killing Jing Ni incidentally; as long as he killed Cao Ze, everything would be worthwhile.

The two engaged in fierce combat, each wielding a renowned sword. The blades clashed, sparks flying.

Cao Ze's clothes were torn again by the sun.

He didn't care about clothes; he was quietly accumulating power.

With the sky clear and blue, attracting lightning is no easy task.

He silently recited the Divine Sword Thunder Control Technique in his mind, "Nine Heavens Mysterious Fiend, transform into divine thunder..."

Yan Ri coldly asked, "Why aren't you using your lightning magic anymore? Can't you use it anymore?"

He found it strange that Cao Ze didn't use the thunder magic he always relied on, but instead used this golden light.

He knew something was wrong, but at this point, he had no time to think it over.

They could only secretly guard against Cao Ze's underhanded tactics.

Jing Ni had been keeping General Qian and his three companions occupied, and seeing that Cao Ze was consistently at a disadvantage in the battle, she became somewhat worried.

It will be difficult for her to kill Qian Sha and the other three in a short period of time.

We can only hope that Cao Ze's method of controlling lightning with a sword will have a miraculous effect.

Faced with Yan Ri's probing, Cao Ze remained calm. His Yin Five Thunder power was limited, so he naturally couldn't waste it on ordinary attacks like You Yin Lei's Palm Thunder.

Li Wu, who was not far away, wanted to go and help several times, but she held back.

Gripping the bamboo flute tightly, she gritted her teeth and stared intently at the battle between Cao Ze and Yan Ri.

At this moment, apart from Cao Ze, no one noticed that the originally windless weather suddenly began to stir up a light breeze, blowing up the sand and gravel on the ground.

Even the clear sky above them was shrouded in thin clouds.

Cao Ze breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he had already drawn lightning into his body half a year ago, so he could resonate with the omnipresent, minute lightning in the sky, which is what later generations called electric charge.

Suddenly, Yan Ri noticed thin arcs of electricity appearing around Cao Ze's body. The intensity was moderate, which reassured him.

Even if he stood still and let Cao Ze strike him, he might not be able to get hurt by such lightning.

"Heh, Cao Ze, it seems today is your death day."

Yan Ri shouted, "Cover the sun, let the shadows prevail and the daytime be dark!"

This move is a special ability inherent to the Sun-Covering Sword, which can create an illusory solar eclipse. Combined with mental magic, it can drag the opponent into the mental space.

The lower someone's level of understanding is, the easier it is for them to be controlled by him.

The only drawback is that using this move greatly reduces one's mobility.

But now that Jing Ni is being held back by Qian Sha and the others, this weakness can no longer be considered a weakness.

Cao Ze's expression turned strange at this moment.

He was still thinking about how to limit the sun's movement, and then...

Without further hesitation, Cao Ze pointed his highly conductive Zhanlu sword at the sky and chanted the incantation: "Nine Heavens Mysterious Demon, transform into divine thunder!"

The weather, which had been just a light breeze and clear skies, suddenly turned into a sandstorm.

Yan Ri glanced at the somewhat gloomy sky with a dazed expression.

This was not caused by him invoking the lunar eclipse.

The gloomy sky gradually began to stir with wind and clouds.

Cao Ze directly used all of his Yin Five Thunder Power to enhance the Zhanlu Sword.

The dark sky, which had been filled with turbulent winds and clouds, suddenly froze for a moment.

He seemed to be enveloped by a mysterious and powerful force.

Fragments of lightning flickered faintly in the clouds.

The seemingly slender lightning bolts contained astonishing energy, like agile yet dangerous silver snakes leaping through the dark clouds.

As if realizing something, Yan Ri shouted, "Are you looking for death?"

Cao Ze did not answer, but shouted softly, "The mighty power of Heaven, draw it forth with your sword!"

"Boom!"

Thunder rumbled overhead, and from a distance, it looked like a bolt from the blue.

Yan Ri's face turned deathly pale as he sensed an aura locking onto him.

However, he was currently in a lull in his mental magic, making it impossible for him to dodge the heavenly lightning.

His gaze toward Cao Ze was filled with shock, confusion, and anger.

"Cao Ze! Do you really want to die together with him?!"

He roared at the sun, utterly bewildered as to why Cao Ze would risk being struck by heavenly lightning alongside him to use this move.

Cao Ze sneered, "Lord Yanri, you may die, but I won't!"

"boom!"

Two bolts of lightning fell from the sky. Although they were small, the destructive power they contained made everyone pale and speechless.

Without leaving a trace, Qian Sha quietly retreated behind General Bi, his eyes filled with covetousness as he looked at the Yan Ri sword in Yan Ri's hand.

The Sun-Covering Sword is not only a famous sword, but also the symbolic sword of the leader of the Luo Wang (Net of Heaven).

Jingni and Liwu's hearts were in their throats. Even though they believed Cao Ze had a backup plan, they couldn't help but feel worried in the face of being struck by lightning.

Yan Ri had never felt despair, and even after Ying Yiren became the King of Qin, he still felt that he had a chance.

But now, faced with the divine lightning descending upon him, he felt utterly powerless.

Unconsciously, scenes from the first half of my life flashed before my eyes.

In his youth, he was dashing and spirited, joined the army and made great contributions. After his father, the crown prince, passed away, Anguo Jun became the King of Qin, and then Ying Yiren ascended the throne. He was reduced to becoming the leader of an assassin organization...

Just when he was about to kill Cao Ze, retrieve the "Seven Mansions" scroll, return to Xianyang to cooperate with Lü Buwei, enter the palace to serve Empress Dowager Zhao Ji, and seize the opportunity to depose Ying Zheng, he was struck by lightning.

In the gaze of the veiled sun, all memories turned into despair.

Cao Ze had no interest in Yan Ri's mental journey.

He flicked his finger and flicked the gold thread from his golden robe, which wrapped around the Zhanlu sword, before planting the sword in the ground.

Then, after a deep thought, the golden robe he was wearing instantly transformed into simplified versions of Faraday cages.

It looks slow, but in reality, not even a breath has passed.

Thunderbolts struck Cao Ze and Yan Ri on the head.

Yan Ri was struck by lightning and turned into charred remains, utterly lifeless.

The Sun-Covering Sword in his hand was knocked far away, landing several feet away from Xuan Jian.

Meanwhile, crackling electricity spread across the ground around Cao Ze, lingering for a long time before dissipating.

Cao Ze suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

The golden robe was ultimately no match for the bronze cage forged in Handan; its ability to channel heavenly lightning to the ground was already its limit.

But he truly bore the impact.

If the Golden Light Mantra had not been cultivated to the point of entering the body, it would not be able to protect the muscles, bones, and internal organs.

That one blow alone was enough to keep him bedridden for months.

At this moment, Cao Ze had exhausted most of his internal energy, and his aura was somewhat weak.

Qian Sha's evil eyes narrowed as he glanced at the Sun-Covering Sword lying not far from them. He made a decisive decision, "General Bi, let's go!"

After saying that, he left without looking back.

Yan Ri is already dead. If he stays here, he will soon be killed by Jing Ni.

Moreover, there was Cao Ze, and Li Wu watching the battle from not far away.

To Qian Sha's surprise, General Bi, who had always been as taciturn as a gourd, was actually one step ahead of him, with the same goal as him: to seize the Sun-Covering Sword.

Cao Ze shouted, "Jing Ni, stop them!"

He still has the strength to fight again. If all else fails, he will use silver needles to infuse the top of his head and kill these two guys.

Jingni's beautiful eyes flashed with murderous intent as she took a step forward and gave chase.

Qian Sha and General Bi rushed to the location of the Sun-Covering Sword one after the other, just as they were about to snatch it, a sudden change occurred.

Xuan Jian, who was originally in a semi-comatose state, was awakened by the thunderous roar of the heavenly lightning.

With Yan Ri's sudden death, the magic controlling his mind collapsed, allowing him to regain his sanity.

"Wei Yong...Yan Ri...Qian Sha..."

Xuan Jian's voice was like a devil's whisper in Qian Sha and General Bi's ears.

“Xuan…Xuan Jian…My lord, why…”

Qian Sha and General Bi each had a sword stuck in their backs.

Xuan Jian indifferently drew his black and white twin swords.