Thirty Energy Boundary

  [======????=====] What is truly terrifying is not death itself, but the loss of peace. The endless darkness, the chilling coldness that seeps into one's bones, and the loneliness that cannot be shaken off - these are the true despairs that precede death. The sand slipping softly in his ears was like thunder to Jing Ke's mind, but the sound of golden armor and iron horses seemed so distant, muffled by the thick earth.

  "Is the ground beneath me cold rock? Can I still move?" He tried to kick his legs, but they were soft mud. His body felt heavy as if a giant stone was pressing down on him. "Hahahaha...who would have thought that Major Jing Ke would be buried alive...hahahaha..." Jing Ke's senses were becoming increasingly dull, and he could only faintly hear the sounds of killing coming from above ground...

  "Damn it, what on earth did Feng Xunzi and the others do?" Even Erda, a seasoned general of Qin, felt incredulous: What happened to those Zhao soldiers who were arguably the most well-trained in all nations except for Qin? They looked like they had lost their souls, were as dull as wood, and were crippled - where was the semblance of warriors?

  "General, these are all Zhao prisoners." A military officer reported: "There are over 10,000 of them, they don't resist or struggle, but instead our soldiers don't know how to deal with them, please decide what to do!"

  This will be a fertile land again! Corpses scattered all over the field, blood flowing like rivers, what good fertilizer! Er Da Ma whipped his horse and ordered: "Execute on the spot, bury the corpses!" He was once a general of Qin during the "Battle of the Fertile Plains", of course he still remembered the history of "burying alive 400,000 Zhao prisoners" at that time, today is just a small repeat.

  "But, General," the officer said: "My soldiers have been fighting all night and need rest. Moreover, there are so many Zhao troops that it is difficult to deal with them, and it is hard to guarantee that our army will not be exposed. It would be better..."

  "What's wrong?" Her eyes lit up, and Erda hastily asked: "Quickly tell me."

  "I reported to the general that on that day when I led my troops to clear the road, I saw a cliff not far in front of us behind a forest. The cliff was extremely steep and bottomless. Later, after asking around, I found out that there was a river below the cliff with rapid currents, and the water flowed northward without entering Zhao's territory." The officer continued coldly with a smile: "Later when our army took action, my troops forced several hundred suspicious civilians on both sides of the mountain road to climb up the cliff and pushed them down, hehehe..."

  "Good, good, good......" Erda burst out laughing: "This way is indeed more convenient and saves time, hahaahaha."

  ……

  "What's there to miss? Let's go!" With that, Wenzi gave a hard push to Li Xiaoguo, who already had his hands tied behind his back. "If the three of you from the Four Evils don't die today, you should be grateful, haha!"

  "Four... Four Devils!" Li Xiaoguo's eyes welled up with tears as he took one last look at the three people on the ground who were no longer moving: Lao Da's sturdy body had been broken in two, Lao Si's eyes were streaming with blood, and Lao San's hands were broken, both of them having long since passed out. "Sorry... Four Devils..."

  "Go! Traitor!" Wen Qi continued to push and shove, saying: "When you get to Master's place, you will be a hundred times more miserable than them!"

  "Traitor? I have never betrayed my own country." He smiled disdainfully at Wen Qi, then looked at the others and said coldly: "Or, to be called a traitor by a group of real traitors, I should feel honored!"

  "Slap", Wen Bu, with a swing of his hand, gave him a slap in the face and scolded fiercely: "Don't be arrogant anymore, stubbornly opposing a powerful empire for a country that has already disappeared from history. Do you think you can die easily?"

  "Haha, is that so? Didn't you exist in history? Then do you still remember if your parents were people of the People's Republic of China or are you all born 'ghosts'?" Without compromise, nor concession, Li Xiaoguo's words made a few people blush slightly.

  "Huh, which one?" Wen An turned his head to look back. Behind him, on the opposite cliff, rows of Zhao soldiers were walking towards the edge of the cliff, silently and helplessly.

  "Hahaha! It seems that changing history really requires an army like Qin's, with a killing intent that's off the charts. How could they not change history with their help?" Wen Ji had already taken to the skies and clearly saw the ferocious Qin army behind the Zhao soldiers, those long spears and arrowheads were pressed tightly against the backs of the Zhao troops, advancing was the only way out even if it meant going over a cliff!

  "No..." was a desperate cry, Li Xiaoguo shouted loudly: "Don't, everyone don't!"

  At last, many of the dying soldiers opposite heard the shout. "General... we..." You looked at me, I looked at you, and stopped in our tracks.

  "Fight! Brothers!" The soldier on the outermost edge seemed to have just woken up, shouting loudly: "General, fight with us!" Unfortunately, his comrades who were constantly being pushed forward from behind squeezed him off the cliff. "Ah...fight..." This became his last words.

  "Battle..."

  "Look quickly... That is our young general!"

  "Right, fight!"

  The ashes of the extinguished fire began to reignite, and the crowd had already started. The soldiers who were forced by the Qin army began to turn around and fight back. Unfortunately, everything seemed to be a bit too late.

  Like rain, arrows began to shoot, and the shadows of unarmed Zhao soldiers fell everywhere. Being hacked by knives, being stabbed by swords, and even being pierced by long spears... Large numbers of people continued to fall from the cliff.

  "No, no... don't... " He knelt down, burying his face deeply between his legs. It was regret and anger...

  "Huh?" Wen Ti looked at Li Xiao Guo on the ground in surprise and asked, "Do you have any feeling? This woman seems to be undergoing some physical changes?"

  "No... it's no good." Wen An also shouted loudly: "Her data universe energy, you guys take a look..."

  ……

  "What's going on? Why is my chest so hot? Why do I have this sense of crisis? Did something happen to Tian?" Suddenly, Jing Ke woke up from his daze in the darkness, but felt as if his body was about to be torn apart...

  "General, General, look quickly..." A Qin soldier who was sweeping the battlefield shouted in a panic to an officer not far away: "There, there on the ground..."

  What? The school officer also had a tense face: What exactly is going on down there?

  Not far away, in an unfilled pit, wisps of silvery light flashed out from time to time. Even more strangely, the sand and soil in the pit began to fly up into the air for no reason at all.

  "Hurry up and fill that hole!" He shouted loudly, rushing forward first, picking up a fairly large stone from the side and smashing it heavily into the hole.

  "Hmm!" Adjusting his breath, Jing Ke felt unexpected: "How can I feel like I have a terrible energy? Is this me?" The pressure on his chest was gone, and even if he still felt someone pressing more weight on him.

  Fingers, wrists, arms, toes, ankles, legs, it seemed that every part of his body had gained endless strength, but after a brief excitement, Jing Ke was deeply uneasy.

  "My host! Come and save me quickly!" The familiar voice in his mind sounded, but it was so weak.

  "Is that you? You've finally come back." Jing Ke was overjoyed and hastily said, "Do you know how much I've missed you?"

  "Host! Come and save me quickly...!" The voice finally disappeared.

  "What? No..." Jing Ke roared, starting to force his way up. Meanwhile, it was a nightmare for the Qin soldiers outside who were busy throwing rocks into the pit.

  As a silver-white flash shot out, all the Qin soldiers around the pit were instantly torn to pieces, and even their miserable cries could not be uttered.

  With a light leap, Jing Ke finally returned to the ground. "How did I come to possess such immense power?" He looked at himself with utmost skepticism: The silver-white robe, wearing double-layered long sleeves and outer silver-white armor, with silver-white long pants, and feet clad in square-mouthed, pointed-toe shoes, head adorned with a silver-white crown with two rows of protrusions on top. Everything was brand new, without even a speck of mud staining it. He himself didn't know, only his pupils still shone with a purple cold light.

  "Could it be?" He still clearly remembered that Gu Shi had said that the energy of the universe was divided into eight levels: Black Death Light, Green Dragon Dance, Holy Purple Light, White Light Messenger, Red Curtain Enchantress (woman), Divine Green Pill, Infinite Rainbow Light, and Xuan Yuan Emperor. "Could it be that this silver-white body of mine has already broken through the limits of energy once again?"

  But, "No, why is my body burning?" Busily looking up and responding, suddenly starting to roar: "No, who dares to move the old man's woman, the old man will destroy him..." Then his figure flashed, shooting out like lightning, leaving behind the Qin army soldiers around him, all of whom fell to the ground in shock.