Upon seeing this, Ying Zheng's eyes darkened. He hadn't expected that the King of the Underworld would have a backup plan.
After repelling the golden dragon, Hades stared intently at Ying Zheng, saying, "Whether you are the emperor or not, you must bow your head before me!"
After speaking, he continued to rush towards Ying Zheng, raising the Soul-Severing Sword high and slashing down, the fierce sword intent falling straight towards Ying Zheng.
Seeing this, the golden dragon roared again, its anger echoing with rolling thunder. It swiftly flew to Ying Zheng's side and charged towards the endless sword intent.
The two forces collided again, but the golden dragon seemed to be struggling. Although it tried its best to break through the sword intent, it could not advance even an inch.
Despite the golden light surging around the golden dragon and its powerful aura shaking the void, it was still unable to repel the sword intent.
Sensing the difference in power between the two forces, Hades grinned, "It seems your divine sense is as foolish as you are, knowingly doing the impossible, which is simply courting death!"
After speaking, he gripped his longsword tightly with both hands and slashed down fiercely. The violent power swept out and instantly shattered the golden dragon, turning it into countless golden raindrops that sprinkled into the air.
A powerful sword intent swept out, causing Ying Zheng to be sent flying backward. He crashed to the ground with a thud, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
This attack was incredibly powerful; the sheer force of its spread was enough to severely injure him. If it had struck Ying Zheng directly, it might have obliterated him.
Seeing the golden dragon dissipate, Hades looked at Ying Zheng with a mocking expression, "Your proud and powerful divine sense was so easily defeated."
Ying Zheng stood up, staring intently at him without the slightest fear in his eyes.
Seeing this, Hades looked at him strangely and said, "You really are an oddball."
Under such circumstances, a normal person would probably be terrified and wet themselves, or even cry and beg for mercy on their knees. But Ying Zheng's eyes remained firm, as if he would still be invincible even in the face of this situation.
Hades' eyes then turned slightly cold. "What a repulsive look!"
That invincible gaze made him feel utterly exposed standing before Ying Zheng, as if no matter what he did, he could never defeat this man.
Hades raised the severed soul and pointed it at Ying Zheng, "You... you say you're the emperor, right?"
Ying Zheng stared at him with a cold and indifferent gaze.
Hades continued, "Kneel down. As the emperor you are so proud of, kneel before me, and you will have the only chance to live."
Upon hearing this, Wang Jian's eyes turned cold. "You scoundrel! How dare you be so insolent in front of His Majesty!"
He had just stood up when the Soul Severing Blade flashed past in Hades' hand, and a terrifying sword intent swept out, directly blasting Wang Jian and the other two away, who crashed heavily to the ground.
This worsened their already serious injuries, rendering them completely unable to move.
Ying Zheng gazed at Hades, "No matter what you do, I will always be an emperor unlike you."
"You must be well aware of this, which is why you're doing all these unnecessary things, right?"
He could see that this concept had taken root in Hades' mind, so he could have killed him directly, but he still chose to leave himself a way out.
The purpose was to prove that he was inferior to him.
Upon hearing this, Hades waved his hand, and a terrifying sword intent swept out, sending Ying Zheng flying.
Fine, slender lines, like tiny knives, sliced across Ying Zheng's body, tearing his robes and revealing bloody wounds.
Another mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth, and Ying Zheng lay on the ground, his breath much weaker.
Hades stared coldly at him. "You're giving up your only chance to survive?"
Ying Zheng looked up at him and said, "I am the emperor, and I will never submit to anyone!"
A loud shout froze Hades' expression.
He never expected that this man would remain so stubborn even when facing the threat of death.
His eyes turned icy, and he raised the Soul-Severing Blade high, "Since that's the case, then you may die."
Just then, a voice suddenly rang in Ying Zheng's mind.
[It is indeed His Majesty.]
Suddenly, the surrounding environment began to change. Hades and the black space began to disappear, and in the blink of an eye, Ying Zheng was on a sea.
The azure sky stretched to the horizon, reflecting the endless ocean in a similar azure hue.
Ying Zheng looked around in confusion. "Where is this?"
The voice rang out again.
This is your sea of consciousness.
Ying Zheng stared intently and saw a golden sphere of light floating in front of him.
Because it is yours, it is so vast and magnificent.
Ying Zheng scrutinized the sphere of light. "Who are you?"
I am your divine consciousness, accompanying you throughout your growth and watching over all aspects of your existence.
Ying Zheng's eyes flickered slightly, realizing what the sphere of light was. "Divine consciousness? Is that the golden dragon?"
To be precise, that was just one of my forms.
Ying Zheng's eyes darkened slightly.
But more often than not, I'm an observer.
As soon as he finished speaking, the sky began to disappear, the sea began to recede, and the surrounding scenery began to change. Ying Zheng was now in a wooden house.
The room was simply furnished, with a table in the middle and a thick candle burning, barely illuminating the room.
A young boy sat upright at the desk, turning the pages of bamboo slips by the dim candlelight.
Ying Zheng approached, and when he saw the boy's face clearly, his expression changed slightly. "Is this me?"
He recognized him; it was him when he was young.
This scene was very familiar to him; it was exactly the scene from when he was young and studying.
To be precise, it's how I see you.
Although it was already night, Shi Nian was not sleepy at all and was still engrossed in reading the bamboo slips.
Ying Zheng looked at the young man with a rather complicated expression.
Although we were in a dangerous situation at that time, you did not become discouraged. Instead, you studied day and night, which greatly interested me.
[What an interesting person.]
As the golden ball finished speaking, the scene around them changed again. The young Ying Zheng had grown up a bit, wearing a crown and a black robe that signified kingship.
However, among the officials below, Lü Buwei, Lao Ai, and a host of other officials who truly held power were all eyeing him with covetous intent.
At that time, I thought you would be afraid and accept being a puppet, at least you could die peacefully, but...
The scene shifts again, and Ying Zheng appears even older.
The officials on both sides bowed their heads respectfully, and the only sound in the hall was his steady footsteps. He stepped onto the throne, and the officials said in unison, "Greetings, King Qin!"
Even when isolated and without support, you still cleared away all obstacles and became the true king of Qin.
At that moment, I thought, "He really is the king; I admire him!"
Looking at his younger, more ambitious self on the throne, Ying Zheng thought, "The world is operating incorrectly, and I should naturally set things right."
Your extraordinary spirit still fills me with awe, just as it did back then.
The scene shifts again to a hall filled with officials, their faces filled with astonishment. "Your Majesty intends to unify the six kingdoms?"
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