In a mountain range.
The Vermilion Bird machine-operated beast blotted out the sun as its huge body streaked across the sky.
They bypassed the rapid waterfall and steep cliffs and entered the towering city.
Mohist City of Traps.
Inside the secret chamber.
The giant of the Mo Family was wearing a black and white robe.
A bamboo hat covered most of his face.
A disciple of the Mo Family hurriedly walked into the secret room with a bamboo scroll in his hand.
"Leader, there's news from Xianyang City!”
"Hmm?"
The Mo family's giant stood up.
He picked up the report and read it carefully.
"Shura, Yiling!"
A moment later, the Mo family giant spat out these two words.
"Pass on the order! He ordered all the Mohist disciples to search for Yiling in the famous mountains!”
"Yes, sir!"
Not long after, hundreds of machine-operated birds flew out of the City of Traps.
With the orders of the Mo family tycoon, they headed to various places in Great Qin.
......
Taoism.
Cliff of Enlightenment.
One was at the peak of a mountain surrounded by clouds.
Daoist Heavenly Sect Beiming Zi looked down at the mountains.
His Daoist robe fluttered in the wind, making rustling sounds.
Behind him stood a woman with a sword on her back.
The sword was transparent and gave off a dim light.
It was the ninth sword of the world, the Autumn Dragon!
As for the sword-carrying girl, she was a once-in-a-century genius of Daoism. Xiaomeng!
"Master! Why was there a blood-red light soaring into the sky in the north recently, mixed with a faint murderous aura?”
The young girl frowned as she stared at the sky and asked.
Beiming Zi let out a long sigh.”
"The moon stars are flourishing, and an ominous omen has appeared."
"Now, evil sects like the Shura and Yiling have appeared.”
"It seems that Great Qin's fate is over."
"Disciple, you've been in seclusion for many years. It's time for you to leave the mountain and take a walk!”
"Yes, sir!" The young lady bowed respectfully and left with the famous sword Qiuli on her back.
......
The scholarly faction.
Little Saint Manor.
Xun Zi was explaining to his disciples.
The leader of the scholarly faction, who was carrying the Taia Sword on his back, hurried in.
"Martial Uncle, there's news from Xianyang.”
As she spoke, she whispered a few words into Xun Zi's ear.
Xun Zi stroked his beard after hearing this.
"This matter is too strange."
"The scholarly faction doesn't need to participate."
"You can just cultivate in peace!"
"Yes, Uncle-Master!" The Sect Leader of the scholarly faction bowed and left.
Following the departure of the Sect Leader of the scholarly faction, Xun Zi no longer had the mood to teach.
He let the students revise while he fell into deep thought.
After a while, Xun Zi looked up at the sky and said,"The world has just settled down, but there are signs of chaos."”
"Han Fei, if you were still here, what would you choose?”
......
At this moment.
Qinling Mountains.
In the lush forest, there were faint figures flashing.
Hundreds of assassins were searching the Qinling Mountains.
"There's no report."
"There's nothing here either."
......
Six figures with powerful auras gathered at the peak of the mountain, their expressions somewhat anxious.
The six of them each carried a famous sword on their backs. Who else could it be but Zhao Gao's Six Sword Slaves?
The leader gave them three days to find the location of the Imperial Tombs.
But now, two days had passed, and the entire Qinling Mountains had been turned upside down.
He still couldn't find any clues.
How could they not be anxious?
Among the six of them, Zhen Gang was the strongest and was the leader of the Six Sword Slaves.
At this moment, the reports from the network assassins came in.
Zhen Gang's expression gradually turned ugly as he looked at the other five.
"So far, which places have not been searched?”
A blindfolded old man among the five muttered,"There should only be Mount Li left."
The old man's name was Broken Water. He had lost his sight, but his other senses were unusually sharp.
At the same time, he was also the calmest of the six and was good at planning.
Hearing this, Zhen Gang turned to look at a mountain range in the distance.
I saw green pines and cypresses, bamboo and rock wool.
It was a lush scene.
It was Mount Li!
"To Mount Li."
As Zhen Gang spoke, six figures moved through the forest and sped towards Mount Li.
After the six of them left, a tall figure descended from the top of the tree.
Looking in the direction of the six people, he curled his lips.
"You're courting death!"
After saying that, he raised his halberd and chased after them.
After a few leaps, he disappeared at the end of the forest.
It was actually much faster than the previous six people!
......
At the foot of Mount Li.
The Six Sword Slaves stopped in their tracks.
That was because a figure blocked their path.
He was wearing a black mask and was unusually tall.
He held a halberd in his hand, which shone with a cold light under the sunlight.
"Anyone who steps into Mount Li, kill! Nothing! Pardon!"
He looked at the six people who had already stepped into the range of Mount Li.
The tall figure revealed a cruel smile under his mask.
"Who are you?"
The Six Sword Slaves looked vigilant.
However, the other party did not answer.
Instead, he walked towards them.
"Thump, thump, thump!"
With every step he took, the ground shook.
Seeing this, the Six Sword Slaves 'face darkened.
Although the person in front of him was very strange.
However, as the top experts in the network, when had they ever been provoked like this?
"Attack together!"
"Let's end this quickly. We have important matters to attend to."
Zhen Gang instructed.
"Yes, sir!"
The six of them drew their weapons and charged at each other from six different directions at a strange pace.
He was actually going to use the strongest joint sword technique of the six of them. It was enough to show how cautious the Six Sword Slaves were towards the person in front of them.
In the blink of an eye, six sword essences gushed out.
It was like a bone-piercing cold wind in winter that attacked the tall figure.
Seeing this, the corners of the tall figure's mouth curled up under the mask.
His arm instantly exerted strength, and complex mysterious characters surged on his muscles.
For a moment, endless power surged into his arms.
A simple and unadorned halberd swept across the Nine Regions!
Weng!
Invisible ripples spread out with him as the center, spreading towards the Six Sword Slaves.
Among the Six Sword Slaves, Zhen Gang was shocked.
"Not good, retreat quickly!"
But it was too late.
The six of them didn't have time to withdraw.
He could only grit his teeth and take the attack head-on with his sword.
"Clang! Clang! Clang!"
After a few ear-piercing sounds of metal clashing.
Six figures flew out like sandbags.
He glided dozens of meters in the air and crashed heavily onto the ground, vomiting blood non-stop.
The Six Sword Slaves were severely injured by the halberd!
At this moment, Zhen Gang and the others did not care about the blood at the corner of their mouths. They looked at this god-like figure in horror.
When did such a terrifying expert appear in this world?
However, this was not the time to worry about this problem.
The six of them looked at each other and immediately made a decision.
Flee!
"Let's go!"
The six of them jumped up together and ran into the depths of the forest.
Moreover, the tall figure was not willing to let them leave so easily.
He kicked the ground with both legs and pounced fiercely, instantly pulling the distance between him and the few people.
"Die!"
Another simple and unadorned long halberd swept out, directly sweeping towards the back of Zhen Gang's neck.
Zhen Gang, who was moving forward, felt the killing intent coming from behind him and knew that the other party had been locked on.
Gritting his teeth, he turned his body sideways and extended his left arm to block.
"Puchi!"
A broken arm flew up.
The halberd paused for a moment.
Zhen Gang took this opportunity to endure the pain from his shoulder and dashed into the forest.
On the spot, the tall figure looked at the broken arm on the ground and then looked in the direction where the few of them had disappeared.
"Interesting!"
......
In the depths of the Qinling Mountains, the six of them ran for their lives for a long time.
Only then did he dare to stop and gasp for breath.
"Zhen Gang, are you alright?"
Everyone looked at Zhen Gang worriedly.
Zhen Gang had lost too much blood and his face was pale.
He lowered his head and looked at the neat cut on his broken arm, his face filled with lingering fear.
"Hu! That was close!"
He let out a long breath.
Zhen Gang wasn't sad about losing an arm.
On the contrary, because he had saved his life, he felt lucky that he had survived the disaster.
"This person is too terrifying!"
"Hurry up! Quickly report this to the leader!"
"There must be a shocking secret in Qinling and Mount Li!”
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