Qin Ze steadily entered the palace and immediately took control of the situation. He walked up to the main hall, the golden light of the palace illuminating his figure, making him look like a god.

He walked slowly to the golden throne and sat down gracefully. The throne was extremely solemn and magnificent, inlaid with jewels and reflecting a neon-like light.

His gaze swept across the hall, overlooking the chaotic scene below. Inside, jewels and precious stones littered the floor, magnificent furnishings were in disarray, treasures were scattered everywhere, and ministers were forced to kneel, their shock and fear palpable.

Qin Ze sat on the throne, his eyes deep and cold, his aura making everyone feel his dominance.

At that moment, he truly felt the glory and power of ruling the world.

A solemn and dignified atmosphere permeated the main hall, as if the whole world was silent in preparation for Qin Ze's ascension to the throne.

Qin Ze's gaze swept across the hall, a hint of coldness in his eyes. His voice echoed throughout the hall: "Now, I demand your submission, unconditional submission!"

However, one minister refused to yield easily. He stood tall, a stubborn glint in his eyes. Qin Ze sneered and impatiently waved his hand. In an instant, a soldier in military uniform drew his sword and mercilessly stabbed the minister. The sword flashed, and blood gushed out like a fountain. The minister's eyes widened, and he let out a desperate scream before collapsing to the ground.

This bloody scene made the atmosphere in the hall even more solemn. The other ministers were ashen-faced, their fearful eyes fixed on Qin Ze.

The hall fell into a deathly silence. All eyes were on Qin Ze, and as they looked at his cold smile, an overwhelming sense of fear welled up inside them.

The other ministers bowed their heads, sensing the approach of death and Qin Ze's unparalleled authority and decisiveness. Faced with this cruel scene, the remaining ministers could only tremble and whisper, submitting to Qin Ze.

A satisfied smile appeared on Qin Ze's lips. He knew that these ministers' submission was only superficial; their hearts were probably filled with resentment and discontent, but that didn't matter. To him, whether these ministers were truly submissive was irrelevant; what mattered was that they had to obey his orders and serve him.

Next, Qin Ze launched a campaign to reform the bureaucracy. In a short period, he carried out a large-scale reshuffle of officials, replacing those who were not loyal to him and promoting those who were. Power was now entirely in his own hands.

Then came reform. Qin Ze embarked on reforms in multiple areas, including politics, economics, and the military, to consolidate his rule. He implemented a series of powerful measures to ensure the stability and prosperity of the country while strengthening his own control.

In just ten years, Qin Ze, with astonishing courage and wisdom, completely reformed the entire empire. Through a series of policies and measures, he overturned the original system and achieved the modernization and strengthening of the country.

First, he implemented thorough reforms in domestic affairs. He established a rigorous and efficient administrative system, strengthened the rule of law, eliminated corruption, and made the governance of the country more transparent and just.

Secondly, he focused on economic development. Qin Ze implemented a series of industrial policies that promoted the prosperity of agriculture, handicrafts, and commerce, leading to steady economic growth and a significant improvement in people's living standards.

In the military sphere, he implemented a modernized army, introduced advanced weaponry and tactics, and significantly enhanced the empire's military strength.

At the same time, Qin Ze also attached great importance to the development of culture and education. He established many schools, advocated Confucianism, promoted propriety, righteousness, integrity, and a sense of shame, and cultivated a large number of outstanding talents.

In diplomacy, he skillfully used diplomatic means to annex several surrounding countries, expanding the empire's territory and making it the most powerful country on the entire continent.

As the reforms progressed, Qin Ze gradually perfected his way of being an emperor, which evolved into the way of the emperor.

As for the young emperor, he also became one of Qin Ze's concubines on a beautiful night.

Fifty years later, Qin Ze, his hair now completely white and his eyes filled with the weariness of time, sat in the silent palace hall. The woman beside him had long since passed away, leaving only his lonely figure. The passage of time had weakened his body, and he knew his life was nearing its end.

As dusk fell one day, Qin Ze sat quietly on his dragon throne, feeling life slipping away. His consciousness began to drift, gradually detaching him from the real world. He closed his eyes, his thoughts wandering as if immersed in memories.

In that instant, he felt his soul being pulled back to that battlefield from long ago.

Qin Ze slowly opened his eyes. The quiet room was filled with a faint sandalwood scent. He looked closely and saw that the loyal Mo Qin was sitting next to him, her bright eyes filled with concern.

"How long have I been here?" Qin Ze's voice was somewhat deep, and his deep gaze fell on Mo Qin.

Moqin smiled slightly and said in a gentle tone, "One hour."

Upon hearing this, Qin Ze felt a slight stirring in his heart, but he was not surprised.