"Hold the golden threads!"
Yan Shouyi turned and cast out seven golden threads.
The companions were in sync, each reaching out to grab a thread.
Lin Zitong was the first to catch one. She wrapped it around her palm a few times, then pulled back, gripping it tightly with both hands.
The golden thread felt real to the touch, incredibly resilient, as if it wouldn't break easily.
Following her, Wang Jimowang, Luo Ning, Agong, He Xiping, and Zhao Yiyao also grabbed the threads.
"Oh, what the f---!"
Long Feicheng lunged forward, but still missed the golden threads.
Seeing this, Taohuaying hurried to help, but as soon as her hands touched the thread, she recoiled as if electrocuted.
"It's so hot!" Taohuaying exclaimed.
The golden threads were condensed from the True Dragon's Purple Qi. Anything impure could not touch them. Even Huo Ban was ensnared, let alone Taohuaying!
The six of them pulled the golden threads with all their might, spreading out in different directions like lassoes, pinning Huo Ban firmly in place.
Yan Shouyi finally understood. Qin Shi Huang wanted everyone to help, to trap Huo Ban first, and then attack him.
However, Huo Ban was not one to wait for death.
He grunted, plunging his hands and feet into the ground, and began to thrash violently, trying to break free.
A powerful force flung them about, making it impossible for them to match Huo Ban's strength.
Seeing this, Qin Shi Huang turned back and shouted, "All seven golden threads must be held tightly. They will complement each other, and their power will multiply!"
Qin Shi Huang had thrown out seven golden threads not by chance, but for a specific reason.
Long Feicheng, hearing this, scrambled to his feet, eager to grab a thread.
But Huo Ban's struggles caused the threads to whip around wildly. Long Feicheng not only failed to grab one but was also whipped twice by the flailing threads, leaving two bloody marks on his face.
Suddenly, a flash of red light appeared, and Long Feicheng found that the golden thread had been fixed right in front of him!
Upon closer inspection, he saw that Yan Shouyi had thrown his Zanpakuto, which was now embedded in front of Long Feicheng, with the golden thread attached.
"Brother Yan..."
Long Feicheng gritted his teeth, lunged forward, grabbed the golden thread, and then pulled back with all his might, his legs kicking wildly.
"Everyone, pull harder!" Wang Jimowang gritted out between clenched teeth.
Everyone was giving it their all, straining with every ounce of their strength to pull the golden threads!
As all seven golden threads became taut, they erupted with a blinding golden light. The threads, which had seemed as thin as fishing lines, instantly expanded to the thickness of hemp ropes!
Huo Ban, who had been struggling frantically, immediately became still!
The seven golden threads left deep indentations on Huo Ban's expanding body. The marks seemed to be cutting into him, distorting his very soul.
"Ah!!!"
Huo Ban let out a pained howl, struggling to break free from the golden threads' restraint.
"It's working!" Yan Shouyi rejoiced inwardly.
Huo Ban was immobilized. Now, as long as Qin Shi Huang's methods were effective, killing Huo Ban would be no problem!
However, just as Qin Shi Huang gained the upper hand, he staggered, and half of his body instantly dissipated!
Upon seeing this, Hu Hai cried out in despair, "Father!"
Yan Shouyi's expression also changed, and he hurried to Qin Shi Huang's side. "Are you alright?"
"This emperor... cough!"
The proud Qin Shi Huang, who had wanted to say "This emperor is fine," clearly was not.
This was not the time to be proud. Qin Shi Huang didn't want to drag everyone down and decided to tell the truth. "When this emperor unified the six kingdoms, I gathered the destiny of the realm into myself and was nourished by the dragon脉. My strength was extraordinary. However, my soul was sealed in Zhi Luo Palace for over two thousand years. Now that the dynasty has changed, the True Dragon's Purple Qi on me has become increasingly sparse, and my power..."
Qin Shi Huang explained it in detail, but Yan Shouyi understood it simply. It was akin to what Long Feicheng often exclaimed during games: "My mana is depleted!"
At such a critical moment, Qin Shi Huang faltering caused Yan Shouyi's mouth to twitch.
Everyone was giving their all. If they still couldn't kill Huo Ban, they might as well let go and make a quick escape.
As Yan Shouyi hesitated, Qin Shi Huang suddenly grabbed his arm.
"You... Yan Shouyi... go and kill Huo Ban!" Qin Shi Huang said weakly.
"Me?"
Yan Shouyi lacked confidence.
Qin Shi Huang thrust the Ancestral Dragon Sword into Yan Shouyi's hand without further ado. "You are already imbued with the True Dragon's Purple Qi. In the future, you are destined to be an emperor. I have already infused your blood into the Ancestral Dragon Sword. You are now the master of the Ancestral Dragon Sword!"
"Wield this Ancestral Dragon Sword, and use the True Dragon's Purple Qi to slay Huo Ban. No matter how powerful Huo Ban is, he cannot withstand the True Dragon's Purple Qi cutting at his fate!"
"You can do it! You can do it! Didn't you just observe my battle? Deal with Huo Ban as I did!"
Qin Shi Huang had never trusted anyone so much, and Yan Shouyi had never been trusted so deeply.
At that moment, General Qing Jiang's voice echoed in Yan Shouyi's mind: "Qin Shi Huang is making you his successor."
"Me? Qin Shi Huang's successor?" Yan Shouyi was greatly surprised.
Did Qin Shi Huang only pass on his throne? Or was there something else?
General Qing Jiang said, "What he is passing to you is the True Dragon's Purple Qi. Ordinary people's martial arts can only injure the flesh. Your Lu Ban clan's spells can injure the soul, but compared to the True Dragon's Purple Qi, the former two are child's play, because the True Dragon's Purple Qi damages the opponent's fate!"
"Fate?" Yan Shouyi was confused.
"Everything in the world has an unspoken destiny, determined by heaven, which mortals cannot control. Most of the time, ordinary people can only resign themselves to fate. But the true dragon emperor is different!"
General Qing Jiang explained, "The true dragon emperor is heaven's agent on earth. They are imbued with purple qi and come with a mission. Therefore, once you attack with the True Dragon's Purple Qi, you will not harm the opponent's body or soul, but their fate and destiny. As long as you sever their fate and destiny, no matter how strong they are, they will die instantly!"
General Qing Jiang took a deep breath and said slowly, "Because, they will have no future."
After hearing General Qing Jiang's explanation, Yan Shouyi's heart began to race.
According to the general, as long as he attacked with the True Dragon's Purple Qi, he could instantly kill anyone, no matter how strong they were?
That was too monstrous!
General Qing Jiang added, "But as you can see, the True Dragon's Purple Qi diminishes with use, even for Qin Shi Huang. To possess more True Dragon's Purple Qi, you must perform great good deeds, such as becoming an emperor and benefiting the populace."
Yan Shouyi immediately understood. No wonder Qin Shi Huang said his strength had greatly diminished with the change of dynasties.
It turned out that because he had lost the throne, his True Dragon's Purple Qi was insufficient.
Yan Shouyi's and General Qing Jiang's mental exchange took only an instant.
Having learned the function of the True Dragon's Purple Qi from General Qing Jiang, Yan Shouyi unhesitatingly took the Ancestral Dragon Sword from Qin Shi Huang's hand!