"I am Ying Zheng of the human race. Since you have invaded our human race, then you shall all stay here!"
Ying Zheng remained indifferent and did not say anything more to him.
With a wave of his hand, he unleashed unparalleled divine power.
"Creation Divine Thunder!"
In an instant, a sky full of milky white lightning appeared out of nowhere, radiating boundless vitality, and spread towards the direction where the demon race was located.
The sky, spanning a radius of 100,000 li, became exceptionally bright under the reflection of this vast ocean of thunder.
The tremors were so great that even the sky changed color.
It looks like a long white river floating in the void.
Starting with Ying Zheng.
Endless lightning spread out.
In an instant, the thundercloud, crackling with countless tiny arcs of electricity, traversed tens of thousands of miles and arrived before the 100,000-strong demon army.
The Divine Thunder of Creation was Qin Shi Huang's unique supernatural power.
It is full of vitality, but at the extreme of life, it becomes a deep stillness!
The seemingly gentle and flowing lightning transforms into a merciless grim reaper when it strikes the demon race, revealing the fierce and domineering nature of thunder.
Amidst the roar.
Countless demons were reduced to ashes in that instant.
"Splash..."
Thunder and raging waves surged past.
It came on violently and went away quickly.
When it slowly dissipates.
The massive demon army that had been densely packed into the sky and charging towards the human defensive formation was now falling down incessantly.
A torrential downpour began.
However, what fell was not water droplets, but countless corpses of demons.
In the blink of an eye, from the moment Ying Zheng made his move to the moment the lightning disappeared, only a fraction of a second had passed.
Only after the thunderclouds disappeared did the ghost chariot finally react. Its gaze turned cold, as sharp as a knife, and it slashed fiercely at Ying Zheng.
"Your Excellency is courting death..."
It uttered those words almost through gritted teeth, its somber tone seeming to emanate from the depths of hell.
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Chapter 17 The Way of the Emperor is the Way of the Sovereign!
"You monster, you're asking for death!"
Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows and shouted.
"Clang!"
A sword appeared out of thin air. It was three feet and three inches long, with a wide but blunt blade, and was named Tianwen (Heavenly Question).
The moment it appeared, an unparalleled chill immediately greeted you.
Ying Zheng grasped the hilt of the sword and thrust it forward with unstoppable momentum.
It shook the world, and the heavens and earth were astonished!
"You monster who plotted against my human race, die!"
Words become law!
Just a simple sentence, yet it conveyed an endless, overwhelming aura of killing intent.
Suddenly, a fierce wind swept across the land, chilling all living beings to the bone.
Guiche felt his hair stand on end, a sense of terror and impending crisis washing over him.
At this moment.
Guiche sensed a trace of domineering aura emanating from Ying Zheng, a majestic and domineering aura reminiscent of the two demon emperors, Donghuang and Dijun.
He was simply a king, his domineering presence was truly awe-inspiring.
Moreover, a strong, pungent smell of blood wafted over.
It's as if they've experienced countless bloody battles and won them all, cultivating an invincible spirit.
But how is that possible?
"It must be an illusion!"
The thought flashed through the ghost's mind, and it couldn't help but take two steps back.