"I object!"
Morgana was the first to speak up, her goal being the Blue Star, and she wanted to give Du Qiangwei a warm home.
The First Emperor not only became the ruler of Blue Star, but also wanted to take back the Chiwu star system. How could she possibly agree to that?
"Smack!"
Her voice had barely faded when the First Emperor slapped her hard across the face from afar.
"I was just asking, and you actually dared to answer!"
"you……"
Morgana was furious, never expecting the First Emperor to humiliate her in such a way.
If she hadn't been intimidated by the Emperor's Banner behind him, she would have rushed forward and fought to the death long ago.
After all, that weapon caused irreparable damage to Ruoning, a fourth-generation divine body.
Even if she suffers a setback now, she can only silently endure it.
The others dared not be careless, otherwise Ruoning would suffer the same fate as them.
The fourth-generation divine body is no longer an "immortal" existence; everyone present could potentially perish.
The culprit behind all this was the First Emperor, or rather, the Emperor's Banner behind him.
To eliminate the greatest threat, angels, celestial beings, and demons all regarded the First Emperor as their greatest enemy.
Although they weren't exactly joining forces, they stopped fighting to deal with their biggest enemy together.
The First Emperor looked around at the restless angels, celestial fodder, and demons, and sneered.
"Do you want to compete on numbers? Then let me show you the heroes of Great Xia's history. But before that, we can't waste this pure energy."
"Return, soul!"
Upon hearing the First Emperor's voice, the Emperor's Banner moved without wind, and a purplish-black aura burst forth from it, forming a deep vortex.
Morgana, Angel Yan, Ruoning, and the others immediately became alert in case the First Emperor launched a surprise attack.
However, the attack they imagined did not occur, and the entire space seemed as if nothing had happened.
"What the hell?! Trying to scare me?!"
Morgana cursed under her breath, just as she was thinking of relaxing.
But the next moment, a series of shrill screams echoed through the sky, like the cries of vengeful ghosts from hell.
One after another, illusory remnant souls appeared around them, pulled towards the Human Emperor Banner by an invisible force.
These remnant souls included angels, celestial beings, and demons. The Human Emperor Banner accepted them all, collecting them into the banner and refining them into pure energy.
“That’s Alan…”
Upon seeing this, one of the angels immediately reached out to pull the remnant soul named Alan.
Unfortunately, her hand passed through the illusory remnant soul and couldn't grasp it at all.
Each remnant soul struggled desperately, trying to escape that abyss-like vortex.
However, they were simply too weak to resist and could only watch helplessly as they were dragged over.
Those remnant souls that were dragged into the Emperor's Banner were instantly refined into pure energy, unable to even utter a final scream.
In just a few breaths, the remnant souls of all those who died on the entire battlefield were collected into the Emperor's Banner by the First Emperor.
The vortex disappeared, but a deep, purplish-black hue lingered.
"Let me show you the prowess of the heroes of my Great Xia!"
Having said that, the First Emperor raised the Emperor's Banner in his hand.
A purplish-black aura swept over us, as if opening a door to a long-forgotten past.
In an instant, a gale arose throughout the entire space, and the Emperor's Banner fluttered loudly.
The ancient runes on it shimmered with a mysterious light, as if conversing with the heroic spirits deep within the ages.
Immediately afterwards, the purplish-black aura spread rapidly like a tide, instantly enveloping the entire sky.
It adds another layer of darkness to an already dim universe.
Streams of purplish-black mist, almost tangible, surged forth from the Emperor's Banner, rushing in all directions like wild horses.
Within each wisp of mist, a figure could be faintly seen, exuding extraordinary heroism.
The first to appear was the once-powerful army of the Qin Dynasty, the Qin Iron Cavalry.
They wore ancient and majestic armor, which, though weathered by time, still gleamed with a cold light, as if engraved with the glory of the past.
The warhorses neighed, their hooves thundering, making the very air tremble.
Every soldier's eyes burned with an indomitable fighting spirit, and their perfectly synchronized steps were like a torrent of steel, surging forth from the abyss of history.
Their figures gradually became clearer, their resolute faces filled with a thirst for battle.
It seems that as long as a command is given, they will charge into battle without hesitation, recreating their former glory and bravery.
"The mighty Qin people, united in the face of national crisis; we will not cease fighting until our blood is spilled!"
The voice was initially from only one person.
Immediately afterwards, like a wildfire, the entire Qin cavalry formation roared in unison.
The slogans were like a surging tsunami, wave after wave rolling forward, impacting everything between heaven and earth.
A terrifying aura swept out, and even the angel legion had to take it seriously.
I thought the people summoned by the First Emperor would be a joke, but I never expected them to be so powerful.
Morgana was horrified; at this moment, the Qin cavalry was far more powerful than the elite demon squad.
Even compared to the angelic legions, they are not inferior!
Before they could recover from their surprise, another uniform sound of hooves rang out from the purplish-black mist.
They were dressed in silver-white armor and robes, and even their horses' armor and weapons were uniformly silver-white.
White-robed Army!
Even renowned generals and great commanders should not be complacent, for thousands of troops will avoid those in white robes.
Then eighteen iron cavalry appeared on the side. Although they were few in number, their power was no less than that of an entire iron cavalry force.
They were dressed in winter clothes, with curved knives at their waists, masks on their faces, and black turbans covering their heads, leaving only their eyes exposed.
He wore a long black cloak and Hu-style riding boots, which were equipped with daggers.
The group carried large bows on their backs, each with eighteen arrows, and were also equipped with identical crescent-shaped scimitars.
The Eighteen Riders of Yanyun!
Next to appear was the Han cavalry, led by Wei Qing and Huo Qubing;
The Tiger and Leopard Cavalry led by Prime Minister Cao and his Five Elite Generals, and the Shu Han Iron Cavalry led by the Five Tiger Generals;
The Xuanjia Army led by Li Erfeng, the Beiwei Army led by Marshal Yue, and many other historical heroes all made their appearances.
In a short while, heroes from the history of the Great Xia Dynasty appeared out of thin air in the entire space.
The First Emperor had long since stopped clinging to the name of Qin; now it was Xia.
Since they are all heroes of the Great Xia Dynasty, they can naturally bring fame to the Great Xia Dynasty and conquer the universe for the Great Xia Dynasty.
At this moment, the First Emperor walked to the forefront of the army, with countless heroes of the Great Xia Dynasty behind him.
He slowly raised his hand, and in an instant, the army behind him fell silent as if dead, with only the howling wind still blowing.
The First Emperor took a deep breath, and then his voice, as loud as a bell, resounded throughout the heavens and earth.
"My lords and soldiers, today I hereby declare that the path of expanding our territory shall begin with us."
"Let us use our passion to forge an immortal legend, and let the glory of the Great Xia shine on every inch of the universe!"
"Under the whole heaven, all land belongs to the king; on the shores of the earth, all people are subjects of the king. As far as the eye can see, all is the territory of my Great Xia!"
"The heroes of the past are now in the present!"
The First Emperor raised his arm, and the wide sleeves of his robe fluttered in the wind, as if there were turbulent clouds within them.
A resolute and powerful brow traced a decisive arc in the air before slamming it down, as if wielding the sword of destiny.
"kill!!!"
In an instant, the horns blared deafeningly, and the drums roared in unison, their rhythm as intense as the heartbeat of the earth.
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