"Qin General Wang Jian defeated Zhao, captured the King of Zhao, and took all his land.
The army marched North to the southern border of Yan.
Crown Prince Dan was afraid and asked Jing Qing to assassinate the King of Qin…"
Jing Ke assassinated the King of Qin.
In the history books of later generations, there were only a few records of what was going to happen in Zhangtai Palace today.
However, the dangers involved could not be summarized with just a few strokes.
Even if he was an emperor of the ages, he would lose his usual demeanor in the face of life and death.
He ran around the pillar and staggered away.
Ying Ziheng's gaze swept across the high platform. The mighty figure of the King of Qin, Ying Zheng, was sitting on it.
His aura was grand and majestic, and it seemed to match Great Qin's sharpness as it swept through the six countries.
With each breath, he formed his own aura and already had the attitude of an ancient emperor.
However, this attitude would only be seen in the near future when he faced Jing Ke, panicking and carrying his sword around the pillar.
Jing Ke was a swordsman who had a hard time entering the annals of history. However, because he had brazenly assassinated the King of Qin, he had left a deep mark in the history books. He was even called a swordsman of his generation.
On the other hand, even though Ying Zheng had narrowly escaped death, he had left behind the words " The King of Qin circled the pillar " in later generations.
Today's incident could be considered as a dark point in the great path of Ying Zheng's reign, a dark history.
How could the King of Qin, whose ambition was to unify the world, endure such humiliation?
Even if Jing Ke died, it would still be difficult to vent his anger.
In his anger, he took out a Royal Decree and sent Great Qin's cavalry, just like Wang Yang, to trample on Yan City.
This was the grand prelude to Great Qin's unification of the world!
But now, Ying Ziheng was facing the Emperor Ying Zheng, and he understood that there might be some discrepancy in the records in the history books.
It was just an excuse for the King of Qin, Ying Zheng, to vent his anger on the Yan Kingdom because of the assassination attempt.
How could such an emperor of the ages do such a thing because of a moment of loss of composure?
It was probably just an excuse for a good reason.
However, Jing Ke's assassination of the Qin Dynasty might have made Ying Zheng understand that the six states were still determined to destroy the Qin Dynasty.
It made Ying Zheng even more determined to unify the world and the empire.
Even Ying Ziheng had gained more recognition of his father.
When his gaze swept past Ying Zheng, he saw a White Blademaster standing quietly beside him.
Ying Ziheng's eyes revealed a strange look.
The successor of Phantom Valley, the Sword Saint of the generation, Ge Nia!
At this moment, Ge Nie was standing quietly beside Qin Zheng.
As a Sword Saint of his generation, with unparalleled combat strength, it was natural for him to be Ying Zheng's personal guard.
The might of a Sword Saint stood above others.
The hundred-step flying sword was unparalleled, and it was able to kill anyone who saw it.
However, even with such terrifying battle power, they still had to think twice before Great Qin's Cavalry.
No matter how strong he was, he could fight against hundreds or thousands of enemies. How could he fight against an entire country?
This was one of the reasons why Ge Nia was willing to serve as Ying Zheng's bodyguard...
Even though that was the case, it was still difficult to determine the outcome of a Sword Saint on the battlefield.
However, there was an endless amount of terror in the distance.
With the Sword Saint of a generation by his side, Jing Ke actually forced Ying Zheng to run around the pillar with his sword on his back?
Thinking of this, Ying Ziheng sneered in his heart.
His gaze landed on Ge Nia, and his expression was cold.
Could it be that Jing Ke's combat strength was already extraordinary, and his terrifying strength was beyond the concept, causing him to have no chance to attack?
Or did Ge Nie hesitate when Jing Ke tried to assassinate Qin?
Thinking about how Ge Nia would soon betray Great Qin and kill countless soldiers…
The coldness in Ying Ziheng's eyes became even colder.
"The Empire doesn't need traitors!”
At this moment, the end of the Sword Saint Ge Nia had already been decided in Ying Ziheng's eyes.
Ge Nia closed his eyes and recuperated, but he suddenly felt his blood surge.
A cold chill surged into his heart, as if a terrifying beast was staring at him.
This kind of horror had not been seen for a long time.
In an instant, he seemed to have returned to his youth.
When he cultivated in the Ghost Valley Sect and went deep into the mountains to fight with terrifying ferocious birds and beasts, he was on the verge of death.
"Who is it?"
Ge Nia's eyes suddenly opened, and a mysterious light seemed to flow in them as he swept his gaze across the hall.
The sword intent on his body surged and he almost lost control, causing Zhao Gao and the others to look at him.
Zhao Gao's eyes were still half-closed.
He could only see half of the throne that Ying Zheng was sitting on, but his peripheral vision swept across the Sword Saint beside him.
However, Ying Zheng remained unmoved, and the rest of the people did not dare to say anything.
Ge Nia noticed that he had lost his composure and calmed himself down.
"What happened just now?" Ge Nie was puzzled.
That killing intent instantly dissipated as if it did not exist at all.
However, as a Sword Saint of his generation, he was sure that it was not his imagination.
Someone must have wanted to kill him just now, and that person's strength was enough to threaten his life!
Now that he had become a Sword Saint, his combat strength was extraordinary.
Who was this expert that made his heart palpitate?
Ge Nie's gaze swept across the officials in Zhangtai Palace, focusing on the generals.
"Is it Zhang Han?"
"No, it isn't."
"Is it Zhao Gao?"
"No, not really."
"Could it be Meng Tian?"
"No, it's not him either…"
Ge Nia's unconcealed gaze also attracted many gazes.
At this moment, the generals led by Meng Tian raised their heads to meet Ge Nia's gaze.
There were even a few gazes hidden in the shadows that looked over!
However, when he saw Ying Zheng's unmoved expression, he retracted his gaze.
Suddenly, Ge Nia's gaze froze.
A figure in a golden silk robe entered his sight.
"Third Young Master?" Ge Nia muttered to himself.
A mysterious feeling arose.
In the next moment, Ying Ziheng also noticed Ge Nia's gaze and raised his head to meet his gaze.
Their gazes met across the void.
In just a moment, Ge Nia seemed to have been struck by endless terror.
He subconsciously mobilized the sword intent in his body and instinctively wanted to react.
However, the once majestic sword essence was like a stone that was unmoved!
Finally, under this terrifying gaze, an unknown amount of time passed.
Ge Nia finally noticed that the gaze had left.
Then, he closed his eyes tightly, as if he had escaped from a bottomless abyss…
" That gaze…" Ge Nia's heart was in turmoil.
In that instant, Ge Nia felt as if his heart had fallen into an ice cellar.
His peerless cultivation could not give him any sense of security at this moment.
This was different from the malice that was like a ferocious beast that chose people to eat.
What he had just experienced was an even more terrifying chill!
The owner of that gaze was like a terrifying existence sitting high in the nine heavens.
His gaze was cold and emotionless, like the merciless Heavenly Dao, high and mighty, difficult to reach.
"Impossible!"
Ge Nia was bewildered.
Although he sensed the threat of life and death, as a Sword Saint of his generation, he was naturally arrogant.
"Is it an illusion?"
"Third Young Master is just a mortal. Many martial arts experts have taught him for many years, but it's still difficult for him to get started.
How could there be such a terrifying gaze? It's impossible…"
Although Ge Nia had some doubts in his heart and was unwilling to believe it,
However, she did not dare to raise her head to look at Ying Ziheng…
Just as the atmosphere in Zhangtai Palace gradually turned heavy, a loud voice came from outside.
"The envoy of the Yan Country pays his respects to the Qin Dynasty.”
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