It was already dark when the banquet in the hall was finally cleared away.

What’s funny is that there are only two people at this banquet, but they are still eating with gusto, which even makes people feel that there is harmony between the king and his subjects.

Bai Qi had already been arranged and was taken away by a maid to rest, leaving Ying Zheng as the only one left in the hall.

The back of Ying Zheng's clothes had been soaked with sweat again and again.

With his current power and cultivation, he is still weaker than Bai Qi.

Of course, this cannot be blamed on Ying Zheng.

After all, it is a bit too much for a thirteen-year-old child to ask compared to a figure who is nearly a hundred years old.

In addition, most of that power was bestowed by Chen Xuan, and the title of "The Greatest Emperor of All Time" was given to him, so it was not Ying Zheng's own thing after all.

"Chen Xuan, tell me, is it inappropriate for me to go and get the things left behind by the late King Zhaoxiang now?"

Although it was just a question, the restless thoughts in his mind could not be hidden.

Chen Xuan also knew that he had kept this person in suspense for two days, which was enough. It would not be good to suppress him any further.

"Go ahead." Chen Xuan flew to Ying Zheng's shoulder and lay down. "This Wu'an Jun has already built up enough prestige today. He won't need a little more."

When Bai Qi, the Marquis of Wu'an, appeared today, the entire Yongcheng was shaken by the sounds of weapons and the roars of soldiers.

"Then go ahead."

Ying Zheng stood up and walked to the back.

The ancestral worship is in the back, and the banquet is in the hall.

There was no one along the way, no lights, no candles, only the faint moonlight, and the light from the jade seal that had been coiled around it, so it wasn't too dark.

From the main hall to the ancestral temple, all the guards and maids were dismissed by Ying Zheng, leaving no one to serve.

Although some were brought from Xianyang, it was still inconvenient.

Chen Xuan had been lying on the side, chatting with Ying Zheng from time to time. If there was someone nearby at this time, even a maid would be an obstacle.

The road was deserted and silent, without even the chirping of birds or the sound of fallen leaves in the wind, which seemed a bit eerie.

Ying Zheng did not ask about these things. This kind of silence was far worse than what he had experienced. Besides, Chen Xuan was waiting beside him, so he did not have any other thoughts.

The road from the main hall to the ancestral temple was not very long, except that the clouds obscured the moon a little, and there were no other changes.

The wind began to blow, and the palace door in front of me creaked open by itself. The black paint inside prevented the moonlight from entering.

Even the light from the jade seal next to Ying Zheng could not penetrate at all.

Compared to the daytime, the chaos that had dissipated here seemed to rise again, and was even more intense.

The badge had disappeared. After being thrown to the ground, it disappeared without a trace when Bai Qi appeared.

Ying Zheng was not sure whether the chaos inside was created by King Zhaoxiang of Qin, but what he was sure of was that if he got lost in it again this time, no one would come to save him.

Chen Xuan disappeared without a trace the moment he became confused during the day. It was impossible for Ying Zheng to pin his hopes on Chen Xuan.

If anything goes wrong, Ying Zheng will fall asleep in the chaos. As for what will happen afterwards, that is not something Ying Zheng can control.

Now that we have come to this point, there is no reason to retreat, we can only go in with gritted teeth.

Going in at night also has its advantages.

There was no one around and it was quiet. Ying Zheng didn't need to maintain his dignity all the time, nor did he have to worry about things going wrong. Everything was as normal as usual.

Ying Zheng just walked in without asking Chen Xuan or making any other movements. He put his hands behind his back and walked in with his head held high.

Like a bloody sheep entering a pack of wolves, the chaos wrapped around him like a puff of smoke, as if it wanted to devour Ying Zheng completely.

But this time, Chen Xuan did not disappear.

"roar--"

It seemed like I had returned to the past, back to the day when I returned to Xianyang, with one man, one dragon, one sword, and a touch of brilliance.

The chaos that had just enveloped me dissipated instantly as if it had met water, as if it had never existed.

“Snap—”

The door of the hall behind him closed the moment the chaos dissipated, and the entire hall fell into darkness in an instant. Except for the area around Ying Zheng, there was no light at all.

"puff--"

Only the sound of flames popping up could be heard, and all the lamp holders in the hall were lit up, with piles of candlelight illuminating the hall.

Ying Zheng watched the changes in the brightness and darkness of the hall, which was a bit dazzling.

After his eyesight recovered, he didn't see much of the ancestral tablet. He just saw a sculpture of a black bird standing on it, with a sculpture of a black dragon looking down at it.

Just like the day, nothing has changed.

But it’s different from before. When Ying Zheng came here before, there was a Xuanniao sculpture here, but no black dragon.

"You, are you here?"

It seemed to be a voice from ancient times, simple yet majestic.

The sound echoed in the hall and in Ying Zheng's ears.

"I am here."

Ying Zheng placed his right hand on Tai'a at his waist and stared straight at the Xuanniao sculpture in front of him. He knew that the sound came from there.

"You are finally here. I was worried that the inheritance of the Great Qin would be cut off."

The black bird laughed, which seemed particularly strange and made Ying Zheng feel a little chilled.

"But what is this little dragon beside you? Why is it so close to you? Are you trying to change the fate of our nation?!"

This sound was like a question, like thunder from heaven, hitting Ying Zheng hard and making him stagger.

When Ying Zheng looked up again, everything had changed.

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