In the spring of the twenty-third year of King Zheng of Qin. (224 B.C.)
It had already been 12 years since the Qin Country launched the war of unification. The flames of war had long spread across the land of the Nine Prefectures.
From the time Shi Teng destroyed the Han Kingdom within fifteen years of Qin's reign, the Zhao, Yan, and Wei Kingdoms had also followed in the footsteps of the Han Kingdom in the past eight years. They perished in the flames of war and became history.
And the next one would be the biggest opponent that stood in the way of Ying Zheng's great goal of unifying the world, the Chu Country in the south.
Two years ago, the King of Qin led his army to the north of the Chu State with the help of the son of the famous general Wang Jian, Wang Ben. After that, Li Xin and Meng Wu led 200,000 troops to attack Chu in two directions. However, he didn't expect to suffer another huge setback after the Yi 'an War. The 200,000 strong army had been defeated by the most powerful and terrifying force in Chu, the Xiang Clan led by General Xiang Yan.
Naturally, Ying Zheng was not willing to accept failure, and his determination to destroy Chu became even stronger. The King of Qin, Ying Zheng, personally went to Pinyang to invite Wang Jian to be the commander of the Qin army. At the beginning of the year, he ordered Wang Jianmeng to lead 600,000 troops to set out again.
At this moment, the 400,000 troops led by the Chu General Xiang Yan were facing off against the 600,000 Qin troops in the Shangshui, Shangcai, and Pingyu regions.
The outcome of this battle would determine the life and death of a million people. Would the State of Qin be defeated again, or would the State of Chu be destroyed along with Han, Zhao, Yan, and Wei? The eyes of the entire world were gathered here.
Guanzhong, the capital of Qin, Xianyang.
Although the Six Nations were engulfed in the flames of war and the Nine Prefectures were shrouded in smoke, Xianyang, the capital of the Qin State, was not affected by the war at all. It was still as prosperous as before.
The northern part of Xianyang was the core of Xianyang, the center of the Qin Country-Xianyang Palace.
Every time Ying Zheng conquered a country, he would draw a picture of the palace and build it in Xianyang. By now, the north bank of Weishui River had already built the palaces of the four kingdoms, which was not far from the goal of establishing all the palaces of the six kingdoms in Xianyang.
Therefore, compared to the Xianyang Palace from ten years ago, the current Xianyang Palace had expanded by more than half. Countless palaces of varying heights stretched as far as the eye could see.
On top of a huge building outside Xianyang Palace, a young man who looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old in white stood quietly. The youth's black hair was tied up by a purple headband, and a few strands of hair that were not tied up fluttered in the wind. Through the fluttering long hair, one could see the clear and calm eyes on the young man's handsome face. His pitch-black pupils were staring at the row upon row of palaces in front of him without focus. It had been more than four hours, but he was like a stone statue, not moving at all.
Suddenly, the space in front of the young man distorted, and a woman dressed in green silk appeared. She was the Yin Yang School's Right Protector, Great Qin's Nation Protector Mage-Moon Goddess.
Seemingly sensing her presence, the youth closed his eyes slightly. When he opened them again, his eyes had regained their vigor. He sighed softly, and a flash of sadness appeared in his eyes. Then, he restrained his sadness and curled his lips into a slightly lazy and evil smile. "Done?"
"Mhm, let's go." The Moon Goddess nodded. However, when she saw the smile on the young man's face again, her eyes flickered. She could not help but wonder about the flash of sadness on the young man's face just now. "Dejected? This was his first time here, right? Why is it so sad?"
She didn't understand, but then she sighed in her heart. It seemed that she had never understood this young man. Ever since she met him for the first time three years ago, she couldn't see through him.
Three years had passed, and Ji Yun's performance had stunned all the Yin-Yang School disciples, including her. He first spent three months flipping through all the books in the library, then spent nearly half a year flipping through the various martial arts and spells collected by the Yin-Yang School before officially starting to cultivate. However, even when he was cultivating, other than occasionally listening to the teachings of the Yin-Yang masters or occasionally asking him questions when he was puzzled, he was alone. In the past three years, there were very few people who came into contact with him. Such a low-key way of doing things made everyone from the Yin-Yang School almost forget the existence of this so-called " Holy Son."
Not too long ago, this " Son of God ", who was almost forgotten by everyone, had barged through the trial in the forbidden area of the Yin-Yang School in an arrogant manner, shocking a large number of people. It was also at that time that Donghuang Taiyi announced that Ji Yun and Tianlan had officially become the Young Master of the Yin-Yang School.
In just two years, he had grown to such a shocking level. Even the Moon Goddess, who was extremely talented in the Yin-Yang Art, was shocked. Although she knew that he was an " unusual person ", the " God-given child " that His Excellency Donghuang had mentioned, this kind of talent that could be said to be monstrous was still far beyond her expectations.
Although Ji Yun knew that the Moon Goddess had her doubts, he didn't care about them or explain anything to her. The Moon Goddess could not understand what he was thinking and sighing about. There was no way to explain it, and no way to explain it.
He lightly tapped the roof with his toes and shot towards Xianyang Palace like a sharp arrow. As they neared the palace gate, the figure that was shooting towards them suddenly stopped in a completely illogical manner. Then, as if it had lost all its weight, it slowly descended like a flying feather.
It was unknown whether the guards had received instructions or were frightened by this strange scene, but they did not react.
Yueshen, who was still standing on the roof, looked at Ji Yun, who had landed in front of the palace gate, and muttered in a low voice," Perhaps only His Excellency Donghuang had truly foreseen it!”As soon as he finished speaking, the green phantom slowly disappeared like a phantom.
In the main hall of Xianyang Palace, Ying Zheng, dressed in a black royal robe, sat on the throne in the middle of the hall. A shallow pool of water at the foot of the stairs separated him from the rest of the people.
Between the steps and the pool stood an expressionless middle-aged man dressed in plain linen clothes. What was shocking was that his left hand, which hung at his waist, was holding a long sword.
A series of footsteps rang out. Ying Zheng's gaze fell on the green figure with purple hair, and then turned to the white robe behind the green figure, which was deep and calm.
"Greetings, Great King." Stopping in front of the pool, the Moon Goddess bowed slightly to Ying Zheng.
"Moon Goddess, you don't have to be so polite." Ying Zheng raised his right hand, but his eyes were still fixed on the young man in white.
Ying Zheng looked at Ji Yun closely, and Ji Yun also raised his head to look at the famous emperor in the long river of history. Or rather, his eyes had never left the palace since he stepped into it. His gaze was burning, completely ignoring the fact that looking directly at the emperor was a crime that was enough to behead him.
After the Moon Goddess straightened her back, she also stood there quietly with her hands behind her back. She had no intention of introducing the person behind her.
The two of them stared at each other in the empty hall, and there was a moment of silence.
"Imposing, domineering, sharp, unfathomable.”This was the first impression Ji Yun had of the Emperor of Qin, Ying Zheng, who was sitting on the throne and was not very outstanding in terms of appearance.
In his previous life, Ji Yun had seen too many people in all walks of life. Even the few super big shots of the country were not uncommon. However, in terms of aura alone, the feeling Ying Zheng gave him was something he had never felt before. It was like a sharp blade that no one dared to look at directly. It was an unstoppable domineering aura that could conquer the world. It was a power that made people want to submit even if they were not angry.
"The number one emperor of Huaxia in history is indeed worthy of his reputation!”Sensing the shocking pressure that Ying Zheng did not release intentionally, Ji Yun praised in his heart.
At the same time, he took a step forward and stood side by side with Yueshen. He bowed lightly and said,"I am Ji Yun of the Yinyang School. Greetings, King Qin."”
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