The Divine Repository Venerable looked at the vigorous First Emperor, his brow slightly furrowed. He had originally intended to save his strength to deal with the other Jiang Li, but seeing the First Emperor like this, it seemed he would not be so easy to dismiss. It was necessary to use his true power.
"Mortal, you have some ability, but you have no reverence for Heaven. You deserve to be executed."
The Divine Repository Venerable looked coldly at the First Emperor. As he uttered the words "deserve to be executed," purple lightning descended upon the world, transforming into two Heavenly Sabers that landed in his hands. It was these two Heavenly Sabers that had just slashed open the First Emperor's chest, inflicting a grievous wound.
Even now, arcs of purple lightning still danced across the First Emperor's chest, preventing him from healing.
"Lightning is the authority of Heaven, and these two Purple Thunder Heavenly Sabers are the ultimate form of lightning. No lightning tribulation can compare to them."