In the Great Qin Dynasty, I, the Unruly Commander, begin by dual-cultivating with Yan Ling Ji.

Ying Ziqing looked at Lü Buwei and said indifferently:

"Prime Minister, what other tricks do you have? If we don't use them now, we'll miss our chance..."

A glint of madness flashed in Lü Buwei's eyes as he swayed and said:

"Fine, fine, you forced me to do this."

Lu Buwei's aura surged continuously, reaching the peak of the Innate Realm in an instant. But this was not the end. Lu Buwei's internal energy crossed the Innate Realm and entered the True Spirit Realm with almost no hindrance.

The frenzied and violent aura instantly broke through Ying Ziqing's previous restrictions, and the pressure of the True Spirit Grandmaster leaked out, making the ministers behind him almost unable to breathe.

Ying Ziqing, however, remained extremely calm, and even Ying Zheng, who was beside him, did not feel the pressure from him under his protection.

Ying Ziqing stroked her chin and said calmly:

"He will soon break through to the mid-stage of True Spirit. His cultivation is not bad, but it is still a bit weaker than I expected."

A look of horror flashed in Lü Buwei's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a fierce glint.

"Hehe, although I am a little inferior to you in cultivation, I am not the only one at the True Spirit level."

His gaze swept over the assembled ministers and royal guards, and he said coldly:

"Yanri, what are you waiting for? Come out and join me in slaughtering this rogue general and Ying Zheng!"

however,

After a long while, no one stepped forward, and an awkward atmosphere seemed to fill the air.

Lü Buwei roared through gritted teeth:

"Yanri! What are you waiting for! I am your master, come with me to kill the Bad Commander!"

The entire place remained completely silent.

A smile couldn't help but appear on Ying Ziqing's face beneath the mask.

His hoarse tone carried a hint of teasing.

"It seems you're not a very popular master. Prime Minister, do you need my help?"

Lü Buwei turned his head, his eyes filled with resentment as he looked at Ying Ziqing, a short, jet-black sword appearing in his hand.

"It doesn't matter. Even without the Sun-Covering Sword, with this deadly weapon, the Fish Gut Sword, which can break through the protective aura of a true spirit, the outcome is still uncertain!"

After saying that, Lü Buwei suddenly stomped on the stone brick under his feet, and the stone brick and the surrounding area cracked inch by inch. He rushed towards Ying Ziqing at high speed, thrusting his Fish Intestine Sword forward, aiming straight for Ying Ziqing's heart meridian.

In his view, even if Ying Ziqing had the cultivation level of the mid-stage True Spirit Realm, the gap between them would be infinitely narrowed with the help of the Fish Intestine Sword.

Unfortunately, what he didn't know was that...

Ying Ziqing's cultivation was not only at the mid-stage of True Spirit, but his Supreme Yang Inner Strength had already reached the peak of True Spirit.

Just as Lü Buwei was about to approach him, Ying Ziqing moved, his right hand on the hilt of his sword suddenly drawing out the Greedy Wolf sword from his waist and slashing upwards.

With a clang,

Lu Buwei, wielding the Fish Intestine Sword, was sent flying by the cleavage. He then used the power of heaven and earth to stabilize himself.

He glanced at the Fish Gut Sword in his hand, then at the perfectly intact and chilling Horizontal Saber, Greedy Wolf, in Ying Ziqing's hand.

He exclaimed incredulously, "What kind of weapon is that? How could it possibly withstand the Fish Intestine Sword!"

Ying Ziqing scoffed, naturally refusing to answer Lü Buwei's question. Instead, he stepped forward with his sword, the Greedy Wolf in his hand slashing in an arc towards Lü Buwei's body.

Just as Lü Buwei was about to use his internal energy to retreat, he found that the world seemed to be strongly repelling him.

This feeling of rejection made it almost impossible for him to move an inch, and he was unable to mobilize the internal energy of the early stage of True Spirit within his body.

Ying Ziqing slashed his chest with her sword.

Lu Buwei's body was slammed hard onto the floor tiles, the knife wound on his chest was so deep that bone was visible, and blood kept gushing out.

Hidden in the crowd not far away, Yan Ri subconsciously swallowed, thankful that he hadn't shown himself to confront Lü Buwei against Ying Ziqing.

He believed that even if the two of them joined forces, it would be no different from crushing an ant or two for Ying Ziqing.

Lu Buwei suppressed the gushing blood by manipulating his internal energy, and his eyes were filled with fear as he looked at Ying Ziqing.

"You, you're not even in the mid-stage of the True Spirit Realm?!"

Ying Ziqing sheathed the Greedy Wolf sword and smiled slightly.

"You answered correctly, but there's no reward. It's almost time, Prime Minister, you should be on your way."

The blazing golden lightning pattern between Ying Ziqing's brows suddenly lit up.

Golden arcs of electricity flickered in his eyes as he raised his right hand and pointed to the sky.

In an instant, a vast expanse of dark clouds enveloped the sky, with faint golden flashes of lightning and booming thunder rumbling within them.

As Ying Ziqing's finger fell,

Several golden bolts of lightning, mixed with burning flames, crashed down from the pillar of heaven. At this moment, all living beings were stunned by this terrifying scene that resembled divine punishment.

Lu Buwei, who was locked in by the lightning, felt a fear that spread from head to toe, as if he had angered the gods in the sky and had brought down a world-destroying divine punishment!

Golden lightning and flames instantly engulfed Lü Buwei, who was reduced to ashes before he could even utter a scream.

Looking at the large area of ​​charred bricks and the remaining sparks, everyone looked at Ying Ziqing with awe and fervor. Such a miracle was as if a celestial being had descended to earth!

With the protection of such immortals, the Great Qin will surely sweep across the four seas and eight wastelands and end this chaotic Warring States period!

After Lü Buwei's death,

Hidden among the crowd, Yan Ri, clad in Imperial Guard armor, stepped forward, placed his Yan Ri sword on the ground, and knelt down, saying:

"Your humble servant, Yan Ri, pays his respects to the Commander-in-Chief."

Yan Ri's head was almost touching the ground. He was terrified, fearing that he would follow in Lü Buwei's footsteps at any moment.

Ying Ziqing glanced at it, raised her hand, and sent a slender golden bolt of lightning into Yan Ri's heart meridian, saying calmly:

"Go and exterminate Lü Buwei's entire clan at this moment, and I will spare your life."

Feeling the tingling sensation emanating from his heart, Yan Ri kowtowed and said:

"I will obey the Commander's orders."

Then his figure disappeared from the high platform.

Then Ying Ziqing glanced at Ying Zheng, and addressed the assembled court officials:

"Empress Dowager Zhao Ji, Marquis Changxin Lao Ai plotted a rebellion. Lao Ai is hereby executed by dismemberment and his head is displayed to the public. Zhao Ji is to be imprisoned in Changning Palace and is not allowed to step out. The other ministers should take care of themselves."

As soon as Ying Ziqing finished speaking, the two ruffians took Lao Ai and Zhao Ji away.

Overwhelmed with grief, Zhao Ji cried out to Ying Zheng, "Zheng'er, how could your mother possibly rebel against you? Quickly, tell them to release me!"

Ying Zheng watched indifferently as Zhao Ji and Lao Ai were taken away. Perhaps he still had maternal feelings for Zhao Ji, but after Ying Ziqing told him about the conspiracy between Zhao Ji and Lao Ai, his heart died completely.

Ying Ziqing glanced at Ying Zheng, whose expression was indifferent, and nodded in satisfaction.

Indeed, this is the ruthlessness and majesty that an emperor should possess.

Then he came to Ying Zheng's side and looked into the distance with him.

A streak of crimson gold pierced the dark night sky, its warm glow illuminating the city of Xianyang. The Great Qin Black Dragon Banner fluttered in the wind under the light of dawn.

Looking at this scene, Ying Zheng murmured:

"Dawn is breaking..."