The eyes of the entire Yongcheng were attracted.

The sky above the royal city was surrounded by bronze, like dust blown by the wind, making it impossible to open one's eyes.

Ying Zheng just stood there, watching the ancient bronze instruments flying in front of him.

Meng Que and Meng Wu were unable to open their eyes due to the strong wind and could only shout from behind: "Your Majesty, be careful!"

There is nothing else to do.

Under the mighty power of heaven and earth, everything about human beings seems particularly insignificant.

Chen Xuan was floating above Yongcheng. His body had already become extremely huge, covering the entire Yongcheng underneath.

The people who were unable to open their eyes due to the wind could not see anything when they opened their eyes after the wind stopped.

It was pitch black, as pitch black as night. A gloomy, world-destroying darkness descended upon the entire Yongcheng.

Ying Zheng just looked at her, his little face hidden by the crown, and no other thoughts could be seen.

"call--"

An exceptionally long breathing sound was heard, and this breathing sound spread throughout the entire Yongcheng, causing everyone to look up at the sky unconsciously.

That means there are two more suns, or a pair of eyes.

Meng Que slumped on the ground. He had seen these eyes before, or rather, he had seen the owner of these eyes.

The last time this thing appeared, Ying Zichu passed away. Now that it appears again, Meng Que doesn't know what it will take away or what it will bring.

This is not the power of heaven, but man-made, or rather the work of animals.

In this era, myths and legends were just beginning to emerge, and mankind's awe of nature was hidden in the gods they worshipped.

But apart from the witch, it should be said that even the witch had never seen a person or a beast with such great power to change the world.

Although Ying Zheng had many great deeds, the people of Yongcheng only treated them as myths and legends. From the moment they actually saw them, they could not hide the shock and awe in their hearts.

Everyone knelt on the ground, praying that the ferocious beast that appeared above Yongcheng would not harm them.

Chen Xuan looked at the crowd below, and when he saw Ying Zheng nod gently, he continued, "I am the Dragon Guide of Heaven. This time, I am following the will of the Heavenly Emperor to speak to the Son of Heaven."

There was an uproar in Yongcheng.

No one knows when the title of Son of Heaven has become exclusive to Ying Zheng. It has fallen from a supreme title to a name that anyone can bully, and now it is a nickname that belongs to one person alone.

In the Qin State, the Son of Heaven could only refer to Ying Zheng, even though the so-called Emperor of Zhou was kept in captivity in the Qinyang People's Village.

But this time it was different. As long as Chen Xuan admitted that he came to see Ying Zheng, Ying Zheng's title as the emperor would be completely confirmed.

After all, the gods in heaven have personally acknowledged that the emperor is Ying Zheng, so it is only natural that Qin becomes the common ruler of all countries.

"I wonder what the Emperor of Heaven has ordered that the Dragon God make this trip personally?"

Ying Zheng didn't know what other people were thinking, let alone what some so-called "smart people" were thinking. The only thing he had to do now was to take on the role with Chen Xuan and establish the name of Ying Zichu, the Black Emperor.

Everyone held their breath and listened attentively to Chen Xuan's next words.

This sentence determined whether the Qin State would go against the will of heaven or follow the will of heaven, and whether it would be the Qin Emperor or the Zhou Emperor.

"Is the emperor fully prepared?" Chen Xuan lowered his head slightly and nodded, and the dragon head drooped, appearing even more ferocious and majestic.

The patterns on the dragon's head were clearly visible to the people of Yongcheng. Ying Zheng then realized that Chen Xuan had grown even bigger.

"Go on, I'm listening!"

The tranquility of Yongcheng was instantly broken, and everyone was celebrating in low voices.

From the moment Chen Xuan admitted it, everyone found their own interests.

After all, only by following the will of heaven can there be wars, and only then can one gain a good fortune through military merit.

"The Emperor's oral instruction:

"I, in Qin, am no less powerful than the Emperor. Now that I have ascended the throne of Heavenly Emperor, I hereby issue this decree: All the territories of the Great Qin shall be free from the might of Heaven and enjoy favorable weather and good harvests."

From the moment the oral order came down, words of the oral order kept appearing in the sky, all covered in golden light, hanging in the sky, illuminating the entire Yongcheng like the sun.

Those who were originally interested in Ying Zichu's plan to kill Long Guitian suddenly changed their minds.

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Yongcheng does not only have a bright side. Just as everything has two sides, Yongcheng also has its own dark side.

Since the death of Mozi, the Mohist school gradually lost its voice in the Shandong states and was forced to hide in Guanzhong and Qin.

Even so, they only dared to act secretly and did not dare to be too active.

After all, the Mohist and Confucian schools were not very popular in front of the princes, especially in front of the Qin State.

If Qin was weak, it would naturally not dislike the Mohists. But now that Qin is strong, extremely strong, the Mohists are a burden, and may even be an enemy.

The hall was filled with people wearing brown cloth. The hall was strange in that it was built underground and there was not a single light. The whole place was illuminated by candlelight around it.

This room was filled with elite members of the Mohist School, and the one sitting in the main seat was the Mohist who assassinated Ying Zichu that day, or the contemporary leader of the Mohist School.

"Master, the Qin State is now strong and has the ambition to conquer the world. Although we are dull, we are still full of passion. We will go to Xianyang with you to persuade the King of Qin."

The person who spoke was a young man, but the candlelight was too dim and the giant could not see his expression clearly.

Ever since he escaped from Xianyang, the great master rushed back to Yongcheng without stopping and hid in this secret room, under the pretext of practicing.

Only he himself knew that he was afraid and valued his life.

His power continued to grow in Xianyang City. On the day he escaped, the people of the city were kneeling to pay homage to the new King of Qin who ascended the throne.

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