Elsewhere, in the Qinshi Brightmoon World.
This was the world of the Great Qin Ancestral Dragon.
And the Great Qin Ancestral Dragon was the First Emperor who swept through the six dynasties and was known as the one emperor in history-Ying Zheng!
At this moment, Ying Zheng was sitting in the palace of Xianyang with a sleepy face, reading and correcting memorials for the whole day.
After a while, the memorial was finally completed. Ying Zheng sighed softly.
The recent events had made him physically and mentally exhausted, and it was difficult for him to control himself.
First, it was Jing Ke's assassination, then Ge Nia's betrayal and taking away Tianming.
All of these things were out of Ying Zheng's control, and even he, the dignified First Emperor, was frustrated.
Suddenly, he was jolted awake by a tremor in his brain. When he focused his gaze, he instantly woke up.
" Donghua's Purple Mansion Visualization Art?!"
Ying Zheng was shocked. He had no idea how he had joined this chat group not long ago, and it only existed in his mind, and no one else could notice it.
He didn't even tell the Yin-Yang School's Moon God, Donghuang Taiyi, and treated it as his own secret.
After all, Ying Zheng felt that if he were to speak of something like this that existed in his mind, it would cause a great change.
Moreover, in the chat group, an existence that he was extremely afraid of had just arrived some time ago--the Daoist venerable god, Emperor Shaoyang of the East Flower Purple Mansion.
Not to mention the name at the back, just the system's prompt and the four big characters of the Taoist god made Ying Zheng feel that things were not as simple as they seemed.
And the message that Ying Zheng had just received was a document that this great god had sent out, named the Eastern Flower Purple Mansion Monastery.
After hesitating for a while, Ying Zheng decided to open the document.
While he was excited, he didn't forget to order the Shadow Secret Guard Zhang Han and the others to leave. Only then did he calm down and open the visualization technique.
A magnificent portrait appeared before Ying Zheng's eyes, and he was the only one who could see it.
Immortal mist swirled around the Purple Mansion Immortal Mountain. A figure whose face could not be seen clearly sat cross-legged on the peak of the mountain, facing the rising sun as purple qi came from the east.
Spirit birds and cranes flew past him, and the Longevity Deer and White Apes worshiped him.
Such a scene was filled with divine opportunities everywhere, making Ying Zheng's mind go blank. In just a few seconds, it felt like a hundred years of cultivation had passed.
"This is…A miracle?"
Ying Zheng muttered to himself. Then, a ray of multicolored light burst out from his dantian, slowly extending into his limbs, and finally rising up from the top of his head into the sky. It actually blasted a huge hole in the Xianyang Palace!
Wisps of ethereal and mysterious immortal energy floated around Ying Zheng, making him look full of spiritual energy.
In just a few seconds, Ying Zheng had entered a meditative state, and his physical fitness began to improve continuously. His combat strength was also rapidly being transformed, and he was beginning to walk towards the realm above martial arts.
A terrifying pressure emanated from his body.
It was too late to say, but it was too fast.
After meditating for a few seconds, Ying Zheng quickly recovered from his meditative state. With a wave of his hand, the Heaven's Inquisition appeared in his palm, and he thrust out with his sword!
The door in front of them suddenly exploded, shocking everyone!
Meanwhile, Ying Zheng stood tall and mighty, blowing on the edge of his sword lightly.
Such a scene would probably shock anyone in Qin Shi's Bright Moon World!
Everyone knew that the First Emperor, Ying Zheng, was just an ordinary man. Although he was the disciple of the Sword Saint Ge Nia, had learned Ge Nia's sword technique, and was holding the number one sword manual, Tianwen, he was still an ordinary man.
However, in terms of strength, he was still inferior to a sword expert like Ge Nia. The scene before him did not seem like the strength he should be able to display.
And now, the power that Ying Zheng had displayed was already infinitely close to Ge Nia's.
All of this was the result of Ying Zheng's cultivation of the visualization technique. His physique had been greatly improved, and he had inherited his sword art from Ge Nia. Now, his physique was even higher than Ge Nia's, so it was perfectly normal for him to display such strength.
Moreover, the improvement of the visualization technique was not limited to the improvement of Ying Zheng's physique, but also the improvement of his soul realm. If Ying Zheng could obtain some kind of cultivation technique in the future, his strength would definitely increase by several times.
After Ying Zheng's sword strike, a strange phenomenon appeared in the world.
A golden light appeared in the night sky. A hundred-foot-long golden dragon suddenly appeared above Xianyang Palace. It soared into the sky and let out a soul-stirring roar!
Before the golden dragon could finish its roar, Ying Zheng, who was standing below, suddenly pulled it and forced it into his mouth. The golden dragon was torn into a ball of golden light, which then merged into Ying Zheng's body!
At this moment, Ying Zheng seemed to have transformed into a real dragon. His eyes shone with a bright light, and golden dragon scales appeared on both his arms!
The imperial robe was unable to withstand Ying Zheng's overwhelming pressure, and it broke into pieces of silk, drifting around Ying Zheng like a golden rain.
After a long while, the strange phenomenon gradually faded away, leaving Ying Zheng standing alone under the night sky. His eyes were deep, as if he was deep in thought.
Then, he removed the dragon scales on his body and waved his hand. A brand new imperial robe was put on his dragon body again.
Not far away, Zhao Gao and Zhang Han, who had just been pushed back by Ying Zhengping, turned around in surprise when they heard the loud noise coming from Xianyang Palace.
Coincidentally, he saw the scene of the golden dragon soaring through the sky. His heart palpitated and he was bewildered.
Because they were not far away, the pressure alone made the two of them unable to control their bodies. They could not help but kneel down and tremble.
Fortunately, this phenomenon did not last long. The golden dragon was killed by some unknown force, and the two of them gradually regained control of their bodies.
"General Zhang, if I'm not mistaken, it was a golden dragon just now, right?”
Zhao Gao couldn't believe his eyes and asked Zhang Han shakily.
Zhang Han was also panicking, and he nodded his head in fear.
Then, he seemed to have thought of something and hurriedly shouted.
"Not good, the loud noise and strange phenomenon just now came from Xianyang Palace. Not long ago, His Highness was assassinated.”
"Let's go!"
The two of them panicked and quickly ran to Xianyang Palace.
When they arrived, they saw the dilapidated Xianyang Palace, and Ying Zheng, who was standing on the spot, staring at the starry sky and pondering silently, without a single scratch on his body.
"We came late to save you. Please forgive us, Your Majesty.”
The two of them did not understand what had happened. They could only kneel on one knee and speak in fear.
"Get up."
Ying Zheng's thoughts were interrupted by the two of them, and he was slightly displeased. He frowned, then waved his hand and said,"
The two of them stood up, and when they looked at Ying Zheng again, they felt a strong pressure emanating from Ying Zheng's body. It was different from the Emperor's Qi they had felt before, and they could not even faintly sense how strong Ying Zheng was.
They felt as if a mountain was standing in front of them, causing their breathing to become unstable!
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