A ring of spatial ripples had only just spread from beneath Jiang Dali's feet when the military formation spanning over a hundred zhang was engulfed. The violent, berserk airflow originally formed by the army formation instantly froze, even revealing the texture of air currents.
The tens of thousands of Qin soldiers seemed to have their bodies sealed and imprisoned by space, unable to move.
Jiang Dali's eyes erupted with dazzling, blinding golden light, and his powerful will, refined down to the electronic level, flashed past in an instant.
Boom!
The clay bodies of tens of thousands of Qin soldiers directly disintegrated into particles and vanished. They were utterly unable to resist an impact of will at Jiang Dali's level.
It all happened too quickly, almost the instant Jiang Dali leapt into the air. The threads of aura linking the tens of thousands of Qin soldiers to Qin Shi Huang immediately collapsed as well.
"How presumptuous!"
With an angry shout from Qin Shi Huang, the bronze chariot beneath him suddenly extended as he swept his sleeve. A radiant cyan head emerged, followed by half a body. Then the bronze figure raised an arm and pointed at Jiang Dali.
"Watch out for the Chariot of the South!"
Dugu Qiubai shouted a warning.
Jiang Dali also abruptly sensed an intense threat. Yet before he could evade in midair, a terrifying current of will gathered into a white wave and slammed into him in a flash of light.
Even his electronic-level will was instantly torn apart. A searing pain immediately surged from his chest. His body, which had surpassed even a first-grade divine weapon, had its muscles ripped apart, and even his bones were bored into with a shallow pit. Intense pain struck him, accompanied by the agony of cells being destroyed by will.