Zu An was taken aback, not expecting him to be so frightened, so he seized the opportunity to ask, "What crime have you committed?"
Zhang Han's face trembled violently, as if he were about to burst into tears: "I shouldered a heavy responsibility. Although I achieved some temporary victories, in the end, I destroyed the empire's elite forces and buried the empire's last hope, which led to the Qin Dynasty being destroyed by the remnants of the six eastern states."
Zu An thought that it was indeed no different from the history in his memory. Afraid of upsetting him, he did not continue to ask. Instead, he sighed deeply and said, "Alas, such is fate, and it cannot be changed by human effort."
Zhang Han was taken aback. He thought to himself that the emperor in his memory was a man of strong character and fierce temper, and strict in his laws. It was quite unexpected that he would be so gentle with him.
Zu An thought for a moment and looked at the distant pool: "What exactly is sealed there? What makes you so afraid?" This was what he was most curious about. He wasn't afraid of letting something slip, since Zhang Han was mainly active during the reign of Qin Er Shi. It was normal for Qin Shi Huang not to know some things about him.
Zhang Han replied, "That place seals the spirits of hundreds of thousands of rebels from the six eastern kingdoms. They were previously sealed with the Soul-Suppressing Seal, but who knew Your Majesty..."
Zuan looked embarrassed: "Then it must be sealed properly. These rebel armies of the six states are extremely hostile to Qin. If they are allowed to break out, they may offend my empress."
Upon hearing his words, the blue flames in Zhang Han's eyes flickered slightly, but he did not express anything.
“With your abilities, my dear minister, do you not have any other way to suppress these spirits?” Zu An pointed to Chu Chuyan beside him. “She is my friend in this life. Let her go.”
Zhang Han said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, for thousands of years, these hundreds of thousands of undead have been suppressed by the Illusionary Lotus of the Vanishing Trace as the core of the array. Now that the core of the array is lost, the Soul-Suppressing Seal is about to collapse. We can only take advantage of the fact that this woman has not yet fully digested the medicinal properties of the Illusionary Lotus of the Vanishing Trace and use her flesh and blood to slightly calm the restless army of undead. Only then will we have more time to think of other ways to strengthen the seal."
"The stability of the nation is of paramount importance, while women are of lesser importance. I urge Your Majesty to reconsider."
Seeing that it still insisted on using Chu Chuyan's blood sacrifice, Zu An felt a headache coming on. After all, he was not the real Qin Shi Huang, and the difference in strength between the two sides was too great. There was nothing he could do if the other party did not listen to him.
“However, this woman can be released. Let her serve His Majesty, so that His Majesty will not be lonely.” Zhang Han reached out and pulled Qiao Xueying over, pressing her to kneel in front of Zu An.
Qiao Xueying struggled desperately, but how could her strength compare to Zhang Han's?
Looking at the stubborn girl in front of him, Zu An immediately chuckled: "Call me 'master' and let me hear it?"
"Pah!" Qiao Xueying spat in his face, but Zhang Han blocked it.
"How dare you offend His Majesty! Die!" Zhang Han's voice was icy, and his body was filled with a surge of black energy.
"Forget it, spare her life. After all, she's my friend," Zu'an hurriedly stopped her.
"Friends?" Zhang Han's tone carried a hint of sarcasm.
Zuan's heart skipped a beat. He could sense that the other party's tone was no longer as respectful as it had been at the beginning. Was this guy testing me just now?
What kind of world is this? Do zombies have such high intelligence?
Just then, a series of gurgling sounds came from the other side of the pool. The water surface seemed to be boiling, with various bubbles constantly rising. The layer of black mist on the surface was shaken and teetering, and several blue phantoms could even be vaguely seen breaking free from the pool.
Those blue, transparent phantoms were also clad in armor and wielding sharp blades; they appeared to be extremely elite soldiers.
Zhang Han's expression changed drastically. He reached out and beckoned, and the black horse shrouded in mist silently appeared before him. He mounted the horse and charged towards the pool.
The terracotta warriors standing on the other side seemed to be summoned, and they all picked up their weapons and rushed towards the pool.
In the short time that followed, hundreds of pale blue, semi-transparent warriors rushed out from the pool. Unlike the zombie warriors from before, they seemed to have no physical form and were more like pure souls.
When they saw Zhang Han, they all opened their mouths wide and roared miserably—although it was hard to tell whether they made any sound, one could clearly feel the deep-seated hatred in their eyes.
They quickly lined up and charged directly towards Zhang Han's troops.
"Am I seeing things?" Zuan rubbed his eyes, feeling that the formations, tactics, and so on on both sides were inexplicably similar.
However, he didn't have time to think about these things. He hurriedly ran towards the central stone platform, hoping to take this opportunity to rescue Chu Chuyan.
Qiao Xueying bit her lip and ran after him, clearly wanting to save Chu Chuyan as well.
“You saved me before, and now I’m saving you, so we’re even,” Zuan said to the girl beside him.
"Thank you," Qiao Xueying said softly, then snorted, "but I saved you twice before, so if you really think about it, you still owe me one."
Zuan: "..."
This woman was indeed unwilling to suffer any loss in words.
Too lazy to argue with her, he hurriedly tried to untie the black ropes binding Chu Chuyan, but these black ropes were made of some unknown material, and although they had no physical form, they were stronger than anything else.
He even pulled out his deadly dagger to try, but to no avail.
"Get out of the way!" Qiao Xueying formed a hand seal, and countless green leaves surrounded her body, eventually transforming into blades that slashed at the black ropes.
Unfortunately, the once vibrant green leaves withered rapidly upon touching the black tendrils. Qiao Xueying tried for half a day, but the black tendrils remained unmoved, and instead, most of the energy she had painstakingly accumulated was consumed.
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