The next day, as dawn broke, Shen Lang coaxed Xia Bingyan, who hadn't slept all night, to sleep. Then, he took Shuang'er and drove the McLaren to the foot of the Qinling Mountains.
"Young master, what are we doing here? Could it be that you want to come with me..." Shuang'er looked at the familiar foot of the mountain and asked in confusion.
Shen Lang said with a solemn expression, "I need to see the First Emperor."
Seeing that Shen Lang's tone was somewhat serious, Shuang'er dared not be mischievous anymore and got out of the car with Shen Lang.
Shen Lang arrived at the foot of the mountain and shouted loudly into the mountain: "This humble one, Shen Lang, has come to pay homage to His Majesty the First Emperor."
At this moment, Ying Zheng was in the Qilin Palace, playing with a panda cub, when suddenly Shen Lang's voice echoed in his mind.
"What's this kid doing here all of a sudden?"
He then instructed the guards beside him, "Go and bring Shen Lang up."
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Although he could teleport Shen Lang directly to him, the First Emperor had the majesty of the First Emperor, and could not be seen casually at will.
After paying their respects at the mountain peak, Shen Lang led Shuang'er on foot up the mountain, following the same route they had taken last time.
His purpose in coming to the Qinling Mountains today was to find Ying Zheng to learn about the foreign tribes.
In Luo Fei's memory, before killing Luo Fei, the young master of the Winged Tiger Clan said something very obscure and difficult to understand.
"You humans have occupied this land for too long. Use your spirit to go to the underworld and tell Ji Xuanyuan that we have returned."
Ji Xuanyuan was the Yellow Emperor, one of the ancestors of the human race.
What are the past events and relationships between the alien race and the human race?
All of this was like a fog that troubled Shen Lang.
Perhaps only with Ying Zheng, the current guardian of Blue Star, can he obtain the answer he seeks.
After walking for a long time, two soldiers dressed in black armor came to Shen Lang and Shuang'er.
The black-armored soldier bowed to Shen Lang and said, "Young Master Shen, His Majesty has ordered us to come and welcome you."
"Thank you for your hard work, General." Shen Lang returned the greeting with a cupped hand.
He had seen this black-armored soldier before; he was a close attendant of Ying Zheng.
"Young Master Shen, you are too kind. Please come with us to meet His Majesty."
As he spoke, the black-armored soldier turned and led the way, with Shen Lang and Shuang'er following closely behind.
It wasn't until noon that the group of four arrived at Ying Zheng's palace.
Outside the Qilin Hall, a soldier in black armor loudly reported to the hall, "Your Majesty, Young Master Shen has been brought here."
"Come in," Ying Zheng's authoritative voice echoed from inside the hall.
The black-armored soldier pushed open the door of the Qilin Hall and greeted Shen Lang respectfully: "Young Master Shen, please."
Shen Lang led Shuang'er across the high threshold and into the Qilin Hall.
At this moment, Ying Zheng was sitting cross-legged on the dragon throne in the main hall, meditating with his palms facing upwards.
After Shen Lang entered the Qilin Hall, Ying Zheng slowly opened his eyes, his dragon eyes fixed on Shen Lang, and asked, "Boy, what brings you to see me?"
Shen Lang clasped his hands in a fist salute to Ying Zheng and said, "This humble one greets Your Majesty the First Emperor. I have come to see Your Majesty the First Emperor to seek your guidance on some perplexing matters."
Ying Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, and the next moment he suddenly appeared in front of Shen Lang, and said with a smile: "You brat, do you really think that my Qinling Divine Vein is your gate, that you can come and go as you please? Or do you think that I am your teacher, who can answer your questions?"
Although Ying Zheng's tone was gentle, Shen Lang could still detect an undeniable air of authority in it.
"Your Majesty, this matter concerns the very survival of humanity. I dare to speak so boldly, and I hope Your Majesty will not take offense," Shen Lang said to Ying Zheng, neither humble nor arrogant.
Although Ying Zheng was not the ancestor of the human race, he was the first emperor of the human race.
A person who dares to claim the titles of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors must be someone who cares deeply about the human race.
Therefore, he believed that after hearing this, Ying Zheng would definitely provide an answer to his question.
Moreover, he was not exaggerating, because in Luo Fei's memories before his death, although the human race had been fighting and resisting under the leadership of the major ancient martial arts families, the effect was minimal, and there was even a hint of decline.
After exchanging glances for a while, Ying Zheng said, "Tell me what you know first."
Shen Lang breathed a sigh of relief, ignoring Shuang'er beside him, and said directly, "Your Majesty, seven years from now, an alien race called the 'Heavenly Eye Clan' will invade this world from Shennongjia and slaughter our human race."
"I know that the guardian of Shennongjia is General Li Xin, a great general under Your Majesty. Therefore, I dare to ask Your Majesty: what exactly is the unusual activity guarded by the four great generals, including Lord Wu'an?"
"What is the relationship between the alien race and our human race?"
"I hope Your Majesty can enlighten me."
Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng frowned instantly, his gaze sharp as a sword as he looked at Shen Lang.
With just a glance, Shen Lang, who had already reached the peak of the Foundation Establishment Realm, felt a sense of suffocation.
He was constantly amazed at just how high a level Ying Zheng had reached.
"How do you know that Li Xin is suppressing the rebellion in Shennongjia? Who told you that?"
At this moment, Ying Zheng's tone was no longer as gentle as before; it was filled with majesty and murderous intent.
Ying Zheng was very confident that those around him who had contact with Shen Lang would never reveal this news to him.
"Your Majesty, this is my secret, and I cannot disclose it. I hope Your Majesty will forgive me." Shen Lang cupped his hands in a respectful gesture, his words humble yet carrying a sharp edge.
"Boy, do you really think I wouldn't dare kill you?"
"I believe His Majesty will not kill me," Shen Lang said with a confident smile.
Ying Zheng stared at Shen Lang for a while before withdrawing his gaze.
He then flashed back to the dragon throne, looked down at Shen Lang and asked, "Tell me what you know about what happened seven years later."
Ying Zheng had already largely believed Shen Lang's words, after all, Shen Lang didn't even know the relationship between the alien races and the human race, yet he knew that the people in Shennongjia were the Tianyan race.
After a moment's thought, Shen Lang informed Ying Zheng of the news about the 'troublemaker'.
Upon learning this, Ying Zheng's brows furrowed instantly.
"You mean someone will release the Sky Eye Clan from Shennongjia in seven years?"
“Yes,” Shen Lang affirmed.
"Is the information reliable?" Ying Zheng pressed.
Shen Lang answered with great confidence: "100% reliable."
Do you have any news about the 'troublemakers'?
Shen Lang shook his head and said, "There's not a single piece of news."
Ying Zheng remained silent.
For over two thousand years, this was the first time he had encountered something that gave him a headache.
Even if he is the guardian of Blue Star who has lived for more than two thousand years, you can't find out who he is just by a nickname.
Shuang'er, standing to the side, was completely bewildered by what she heard.
What are these so-called "suppressors," "Shenlongjia," "Tianyan Clan," and "troublemakers"? What does all this have to do with anything?
Shen Lang was not in a hurry at this moment, and stood still waiting for Ying Zheng to continue.
He knew that Ying Zheng would definitely tell him the truth about the foreign tribes.
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