Faced with the terrifying aura emanating from Ying Zheng, the head of the Ying family's expression changed, and his brows furrowed deeply. "How is this possible?! How could a mere mortal possess such power?!"
He could feel the power of this aura; even among the strong in his original world, there were very few who could achieve such a level.
Moreover, he is currently willing to sacrifice his divine soul to fight Ying Zheng and try to defeat him, which is an absurdly powerful state.
Even though he was at his peak, with power and aura far stronger than ever before, his heart began to waver after sensing Ying Zheng's power, which was quite strange.
Ying Zheng's gaze was deep and unwavering. "What you are facing is not my power, but my will."
Ying Zheng also had some understanding of his own power; it was only with the little guy's help that he had the opportunity to come into contact with this power.
That force, rather than being called force, is more accurately described as will.
After all, it had always been inside Ying Zheng's body, witnessing everything about him, seeing his growth, seeing everything he experienced, and knowing his suffering.
But in the end, he was won over by Ying Zheng and willingly became his subject, serving Ying Zheng.
Tai'a, Ying Zheng will always remember that name, that conversation, and that awakening.
Upon hearing this, the head of the Ying family stared wide-eyed at Ying Zheng, "You are just a mortal, what kind of will do you have?!"
In this world, lifespan can indeed be increased through cultivation, but living for hundreds or thousands of years is already an extraordinary existence, and living for ten thousand years is definitely considered an incredibly terrifying existence here.
Compared to the previous world, this lifespan is utterly insignificant and incomparable.
Even so, there are very few people in that world with such a terrifying will. In fact, the head of the Ying family has never seen anyone who can exert such power through willpower alone in all his years of life.
Even after hearing Ying Zheng say this, the head of the Ying family still found it unbelievable.
Faced with the Ying family patriarch's questioning, Ying Zheng's eyes darkened. "I am the emperor. I rose from the son of a hostage to become a king. As a king, I destroyed other kings and became a unique being, the emperor!"
"I am not like those so-called kings you have met before!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised Tai'a with one hand and slashed down. Tai'a pressed down with terrifying power, fiercely pressing down on the head of the Ying family.
The sword intent was so strong that wherever Tai'a swept past, it tore open the void, leaving a long crack.
The head of the Ying family sneered, "Emperor? How arrogant! I'd like to see just how powerful you, a mere mortal, really are!"
Although he sensed that the power was extraordinary, as the head of a great family and a top figure in his own world, his spirit was beyond that of ordinary people, so he was naturally not afraid.
Moreover, no matter how powerful Ying Zheng was, he was still just a mortal. This was a fundamental difference, and the head of the Ying family was still confident.
After speaking, he gripped the dark-colored longsword tightly with both hands, and then swung it out. The dark-colored longsword swept horizontally, carrying endless pressure as it slashed towards Tai'a.
The sword intent was so powerful that the void trembled wherever the black longsword swept past.
As the sword was swung, it frantically sucked at the soul of the Ying family patriarch, causing his body to become increasingly ethereal. At the same time, the aura on the black longsword surged even more dramatically.
"Boom!"
The two powerful forces collided, and a terrifying pressure rippled outwards, instantly engulfing everything in all directions.
The moment the blades made contact, the Ying family patriarch's expression changed drastically. He felt as if his power had vanished without a trace, like a stone falling into an endless ocean.
The difference in power was like heaven and earth, and in an instant he felt that standing in front of this man, he was insignificant, even less than a speck of dust.
Countless scenes began to appear before his eyes, including Ying Zheng, who studied diligently in his childhood even while living under someone else's roof.
Even in unfavorable circumstances, he maintained his integrity, was flexible and ruthless, and won the loyalty of many powerful generals with his unique personal charm.
Even though Ying Zheng is in a difficult situation, those people are still impressed by him, as if they can see hope and achieve great things just by being by his side.
Those people made the right choice, and in the days that followed, Ying Zheng succeeded. Facing Lao Ai and Lü Buwei, he turned the tide in a desperate situation, seized all the real power, and became the true King of Qin.
Then came the sweeping conquest of various kingdoms. Every scheme, every strategy, every life-or-death test, every narrow escape from a desperate situation—all of these truly flashed before the head of the Ying family.
Finally, that man, amidst the worship of thousands, ascended the throne and became the first emperor, Qin Shi Huang.
He was indeed different from the other kings.
Looking at Ying Zheng's gaze on the throne, the head of the Ying family's expression wavered slightly. "Is this... the emperor?"
As soon as the words were spoken, the entire scene vanished, and what lay before them was the crashing Tai'a sword.
The sword light flashed and instantly cleaved the body of the Ying family patriarch in two. His body turned into wisps of black smoke and dissipated in the air.
This attack was so powerful that even the Ying family patriarch, with his terrifying cultivation, was utterly destroyed, his soul and spirit annihilated.
His figure slowly disappeared, from his feet to his torso, and finally to his head, but the head of the Ying family kept his gaze fixed on Ying Zheng.
Just as he was about to disappear completely, he finally uttered a few words: "This kind of person is outrageous."
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border.
At the same time, from a rift in the void along the border, a soldier clad in silver armor and wielding a silver spear emerged.
This person has blond hair and blue eyes; it's obvious at a glance that he's from another country.
At a glance, the border was bustling with activity, with convoys lined up in long queues and countless people trading below, resembling a giant ant colony.
Upon seeing this, the foreign soldier was filled with excitement and shouted in a strangely pronounced language, "This is the gate to the treasure?!"
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