In an instant, countless evil spirits emerged from behind Bai Qi and stood in front of Ying Zheng.
They are all spirits of the old Qin dynasty.
During his lifetime, he fought for the Qin state, shedding his blood on the battlefield without complaint or regret.
After his death, upon hearing of Your Majesty's peril, even as a spirit, he resolutely came to you.
Just now, Ying Zheng was facing millions of Yin spirits alone, and Xiaoyao, the only one who could help him, was quickly defeated.
But in an instant, he was surrounded by evil spirits.
The Miao chieftain was utterly shocked by what he saw. "How is this possible?"
In his plan, the isolated and helpless tyrant would bear the wrath of the millions of evil spirits alone, and then be torn to pieces.
But to his surprise, so many of the summoned spirits were willing to stand by his side.
Having summoned the souls of the Great Qin, Bai Qi stood with a surge of Yin energy around him, his eyes burning brightly. "All generals, heed my command!"
"exist!"
"exist!"
"exist!"
The spirits behind them answered in unison and began to swarm wildly, moving about as if they were ready to attack at any moment.
"Let them remember the fear of being dominated by the Qin Dynasty!"
Bai Qi roared, and his phantom image suddenly rushed towards the million Yin spirits.
Although he was alone, his overwhelming yin energy blotted out the sun and sky, and was in no way inferior to the millions of yin spirits.
As soon as he moved, the Yin spirits behind him followed suit, attacking the million Yin spirits.
In an instant, the sky transformed into a battlefield.
Bai Qi's combat power was truly terrifying. Wherever he went, his Yin sword swept across, instantly annihilating dozens of Yin spirits into ashes and dissipating into the air.
Many evil spirits attempted to retaliate, but before they could even get close to Bai Qi, they were intimidated by his yin energy and unable to move.
Then they could only watch helplessly as the pitch-black Yin sword fell and vanished into nothingness.
The spirits that followed him were also extremely fierce. Countless phantoms rushed into the million spirits, and the yin energy surged wildly, quickly knocking many spirits to the ground.
Seeing the million Yin spirits, who clearly had the advantage, being utterly routed in an instant.
The area where Bai Qi was located, in particular, could be described as completely barren.
As the roars echoed from the heavens, the number of millions of evil spirits dwindled, disappearing at a visible rate.
Some were so frightened that they ran away with their heads in their hands, turning around and fleeing back underground.
In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, they realized that this was not a battle at all, but a one-sided massacre.
Rather than waiting to die, the best of the Thirty-Six Stratagems is the wisest choice!
Seeing this, the Miao chieftain was filled with shock. "How could this be?"
Looking up at the sky, Ying Zheng sighed with emotion, "This is the Qin army!"
The Miao chieftain's eyes flickered slightly; for a moment, he too was moved by these words.
It was precisely because of this that the Qin Dynasty was able to be invincible and become the ruler of the world.
He couldn't help but look at Ying Zheng, a hint of doubt in his heart.
What is it about this guy that makes such a powerful army so devoted to him?
Or perhaps, these armies became so powerful precisely because they followed him?
As he pondered, the sky gradually quieted down.
The million Yin spirits that were just shouting a moment ago have now either been slaughtered or have fled in terror, disappearing without a trace.
Bai Qi's illusory figure stood in the sky and said in a deep voice: "In life, you were the puppets of the Great Qin; in death, you are nothing but ants!"
After speaking, the illusory figure turned towards Ying Zheng, "Respectfully seeing off Your Majesty!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the phantom disappeared into the air.
Immediately afterwards, the other spirits also turned towards Ying Zheng's direction, saying, "Respectfully seeing off Your Majesty!"
"Congratulations to Your Majesty!"
"Congratulations to Your Majesty!"
The sound resounded in all directions, and one after another, the evil spirits vanished into the air as if they had never existed.
The yin energy disappeared, and moonlight once again shone on the earth.
Ying Zheng looked at the Miao chieftain lying on the ground and said, "You have lost."
The Miao chieftain burst into laughter, almost manic, "Haha! I never expected this! Hahaha! I never expected this!"
His gaze turned cold and sharp as he stared directly at Ying Zheng. "I never expected you to be so formidable!"
He had prepared so many backup plans this time, originally thinking that as long as the Qin Dynasty dared to come, they would definitely not return.
But now that things have come to this, all he feels is a deep sense of powerlessness.
It seems that no matter how much he struggles, he can never win in front of this king.
A wisp of yin energy emerged from the Miao chieftain and was slowly engulfing his body.
His soul will be taken to hell, where he will suffer all the tortures of hell and never be reincarnated.
This was the price he paid for sacrificing himself, and the way of Heaven cannot be defied.
He didn't struggle, but looked at Ying Zheng and said, "But even though you are powerful, can you protect everyone?"
Seeing the intense gaze of the Miao chieftain, Ying Zheng frowned slightly. "What do you mean?"
A bad feeling crept into his mind.
The Miao chieftain gave a strange smile. "You brought your most favored concubine and prince with you this time, didn't you?"
Ying Zheng's expression darkened.
The Miao chieftain laughed even harder, grinning widely, "What? You killed Ying's men, do you really expect that kid to get away with it?"
At this point, his eyes suddenly turned icy cold. "Not only that kid, but also his brothers, including you, and the entire Great Qin, will all die at the hands of the Shadow!"
Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng roared, "Wang Jian!"
Wang Jian quickly cupped his hands in greeting, "This old minister is here!"
Ying Zheng ordered, "Prepare the carriages and horses, and rush back to the border immediately!"
Seeing Ying Zheng's rather flustered appearance, the Miao chieftain laughed loudly, "It's too late, hahaha, that kid is dead! Your concubine is dead too!"
"And you won't live much longer either!"
"Although I am not subject to reincarnation, the Qin Dynasty will perish, and you will all die a horrible death, hahaha!"
Amidst his maniacal laughter, the Miao chieftain's body was gradually swallowed by the yin energy.
Seeing Ying Zheng's urgency, Wang Jian dared not delay. He prepared the horses, and Ying Zheng mounted them and galloped towards the border.
Wang Jian quickly followed, and seeing his anxious appearance, he couldn't help but ask, "Is Your Majesty worried that the young master is in danger?"
Ying Zheng's gaze was calm. "We were exposed long ago. It seems that Miao Jiang had anticipated our arrival and even investigated me."
Otherwise, how would the Miao chieftain know who he brought with him?
Upon hearing this, Wang Jian added, "Even so, Miao territory has now been destroyed, and even the chieftain could not escape. With the Black Ice Guard protecting the young master, why is Your Majesty so flustered?"
Ying Zheng's eyes were calm. "The danger now is not Miao territory, but the Shadow."
Ying Zheng knew that Xue Yuan had been sent to assassinate Ying Gao, but ultimately died at the hands of Gai Nie.
However, Ying might not be able to find out the truth, and in the end, the blame will likely fall on Ying Gao, as well as Hu Hai and Ying Ziyu who accompanied him.
The Miao chieftain's words just now were clearly spoken in correspondence with Ying.
This puts Ying Ziyu and Consort Shu in a dangerous situation.
Upon hearing this name, Wang Jian's expression also turned serious. "The world's number one assassin organization, Shadow?!"
Having grasped the power of this organization, he said no more, but instead cracked his whip and quickened his pace to return to the border.
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