Chapter 14 Everyone, please be at peace. When I return, what in the world can stop me? !
Ying Zheng's arrogant laughter caused the mausoleum to shake.

Hundreds of heavenly masters turned into corpses, and the huge negative energy and evil spirit they brought with them swept across the entire underground palace of the imperial mausoleum.

In the outside world, above the sky outside the imperial mausoleum, thunderclouds rolled continuously.

Thunder exploded continuously, and the entire Mount Li was instantly shrouded in darkness.

From time to time, a bolt of lightning would fall and bombard the underground palace.

The thunderclouds above the sky were still expanding, the sunlight was blocked by the dark clouds, and the darkness continued to spread and invade with Mount Li as the center.

"What's going on? Could it be that...that person has come out?!" Jiang Shan was shocked and at a loss as he looked at the scene that seemed like the end of the world.

Just as Jiang Shan was stunned, the thunderclouds above the sky covered the sky faster and faster, spreading madly in all directions.

In the dark clouds, countless thunders rolled and gathered without falling, as if brewing an even more terrifying divine thunder.

"Immediately evacuate the residents of nearby cities, act quickly. Also, push the cordon outward by one thousand meters. Everyone must immediately leave the area of ​​the imperial mausoleum!" Jiang Shan came to his senses, picked up the walkie-talkie and began to make arrangements.

Military and police officers on standby nearby immediately took action to evacuate residents of several nearby cities.

The cordon also began to move outwards, and all the people who gathered outside to watch the excitement were persuaded to leave and taken away.

"Thunder tribulation?! A giant zombie has appeared! Holy crap, is there really a giant zombie in the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor? It was said that the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor would not have zombies!"

"This scene... the night parade of a hundred ghosts wasn't this terrifying, was it? Can the old Taoist priest handle it?"

"It should be no problem. I heard that all the members of Longhu Mountain are here, and the government has also transferred a lot of people here. Even if there is a thousand-year-old zongzi in the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor, Longhu Mountain will have no problem taking it down with its current configuration."

"Does no one care who turned into a corpse? Maybe it was one of the first emperors!"

"Stop talking nonsense. I've already said that it's impossible for an emperor to turn into a corpse. At most, he's a general buried with him in the tomb!"

The practitioners gathered on the periphery were discussing loudly. Although the scene before them was horrifying, no one was afraid.

Everyone stretched their necks to look inside with great interest. This was a rare scene of people enjoying the melons.

All members of Mount Longhu VS the thousand-year-old Zongzi General!
Isn't this like being a war correspondent?
The title of the old Heavenly Master as the best in the world is deeply rooted in people's hearts, and no one has ever thought that the old Heavenly Master would not be able to handle it.

Wasn’t the Night Parade of a Hundred Ghosts so terrifying back then? In the end, the old Taoist priest came down the mountain to teach them how to behave themselves.

Longhu Mountain is supporting them in the front, and they can just sit back and watch the show peacefully.

These people have no idea how many terrifying existences there are in the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor.

What they didn’t know was that the First Emperor, who they thought would never turn into a zombie, would soon return to the world!
If they knew the real situation in the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor, they would be so scared that they would run away eight hundred miles away. How could they be in the mood to watch the show?
At this time, the old Taoist priest, who was placed high hopes by everyone, was in the corridor of the underground palace, not daring to move.

"What happened? Did the ancestors turn into corpses? Or did that person come out!" Zhang Shouyi's face was full of horror. He had never seen such a huge yin energy in his life.

The old Taoist priest did not answer, but silently looked into the depths of the underground palace. He was afraid...it might be both of them, they were still too late...

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In the mausoleum
The bronze coffin hanging in the air was shaking violently.

The nine copper chains on it were stretched taut, and faint sounds of breaking could be heard.

The seal on the coffin, which was entangled with the bones of the three great heavenly masters, also burst into golden light at this moment.

The meteorite on the bronze coffin also burst out with a little spiritual light, pressing down on the bronze coffin madly.

"Oh no! The First Emperor is going to rush towards the coffin!" Zhang Daoling's face changed drastically. He quickly came back to his senses and looked up at the bronze coffin.

Zhang Daoling didn't expect things to turn out so badly.

First, all the hundred heavenly masters in Longhu Mountain turned into corpses.

Now, the First Emperor also took advantage of the evil energy brought by the corpses of these heavenly masters to weaken the power of the meteorite.

"I shouldn't be able to get out. Unless the meteorite breaks and my destiny is resolved, I won't be able to get out!" Zhang Daoling quickly adjusted his mentality.

As long as the meteorite carrying destiny is still there, no matter how terrifying the First Emperor is, he will not be able to break out of the coffin.

"Yes, destiny cannot be violated. Your Majesty cannot come out now, so there is no need to waste your energy!" Zhang Daoling calmed down and was no longer panicked.

"How long can this so-called destiny of yours hold me down?" Ying Zheng's smiling voice came from the bronze coffin.

Originally, this meteorite could only last for one month.

Now, the evil spirit formed by the hundreds of heavenly masters who have transformed into zombies has greatly weakened the remaining power of the meteorite.

Now, he can be said to have one foot out of the bronze coffin!
The First Emperor of the Qin Dynasty is back!

"If the mandate of heaven does not come true, Your Majesty will never see the light of day." Zhang Daoling said with all his might.
"Really? What if I really want to see him?" As Ying Zheng finished speaking, the bronze coffin shook violently.

The evil spirit that had been accumulated for two thousand years burst out, the bronze coffin shook violently, and a faint sound of breaking could be heard from the nine copper chains.

The corpses of the three great heavenly masters wrapped around the bronze coffin were broken into pieces!
Broken bones were scattered throughout the hall.

"Open!" An angry shout resounded through heaven and earth.

Ying Zheng actually suppressed the destiny and moved the bronze coffin half an inch!
A ray of light shone into the bronze coffin through the gap!

For the first time in two thousand years, Ying Zheng felt the light.

The meteorite pressing on the bronze coffin became dim at this moment, as if it would shatter in the next second.

The evil spirit of Ying Zheng condensed into mist and leaked out from the half-open gap of the bronze coffin. The evil spirit mist clung to the meteorite and slowly eroded it.

Looking at this scene, Zhang Daoling stood there in a daze.

Fortunately, after the bronze coffin was moved away a little, it stopped moving, and the evil spirit gathered in Ying Zheng's body also weakened.

But even if it was only moved half an inch, Zhang Daoling still found it unbelievable:
"Impossible, destiny cannot be violated. Could it be that... destiny cannot suppress the First Emperor..."

This was not the first time that Ying Zheng had attempted to break the seal of the bronze coffin in the past two thousand years, but none of his previous attempts had been successful.

And now, the lid of the bronze coffin was moved half an inch!
Although it is not possible to get out of the coffin right now.

But he could see that the Mandate of Heaven was no longer able to suppress the First Emperor!
That tiny gap was enough for Ying Zheng to release his evil spirit and corrode the meteorite.

If this continues, the meteorite that could have lasted for a month will now be corroded and decomposed by the evil spirit in ten days at most.

Ten days later, the First Emperor returned!

"This shouldn't be possible. How could evil creatures like zombies withstand the fate and break the seal?!" Zhang Daoling muttered to himself.

Although the destiny meteorite cannot last long, it still exists.

The destiny carried by it did not dissipate. Even if he was weak, he would not let Ying Zheng move the coffin lid even a little bit!

And now that the bronze coffin has been moved a little bit, it means that the Ancestral Dragon is very close to being born!

If the meteorite breaks, there will be no way to seal Ying Zheng again.

And Ying Zheng will also become the first person in thousands of years to break the destiny!
"When Laojun preached to me in the past, he once asserted that the will of heaven cannot be violated, and he told me to follow the will of heaven."

"Could it be that what Laojun said is wrong? Why can't I suppress the First Emperor even though I follow the will of heaven?" Zhang Daoling was a little confused.

If you follow the will of heaven, shouldn't you get help from heaven?
Where is the help?!

Why did these Taoist priests who guarded the tombs have such a miserable end, all dying in this dark underground palace?

Even after death, one cannot rest in peace and will be transformed into a zombie.

However, Ying Zheng, who went against the will of heaven, is about to come out of his coffin and roam freely in the three realms!
"The will of heaven cannot be violated? My order is the will of heaven! I will override the will of heaven!" Ying Zheng said coldly after hearing Zhang Daoling's words.

"I am destiny!"

The sound spread throughout the underground palace, and boundless evil spirit swept out from the mausoleum, and a hundred thousand terracotta warriors trembled in response.

These 100,000 terracotta warriors resolutely followed Ying Zheng and were buried underground without seeing the sun.

They gave up everything to follow the First Emperor, hoping to return to the human world with Ying Zheng thousands of years later.

No one hoped for the return of the First Emperor more than they did.

Now, the return of the First Emperor is imminent, and the emotions of 100,000 warriors that have been pent up for two thousand years are released at this moment, excitement, expectation, and relief...

The hopes of thousands of Qin warriors turned into a gust of cold wind that swept across the entire underground palace, brushing against the chimes and guqin...

One by one, the dusty musical instruments were played again.

In the silent underground palace, a space that had been silent for two thousand years, the music of the Qin Dynasty rang out.

One hundred thousand terracotta warriors responded by fighting with their weapons. A faint sound, accompanied by music, surrounded the underground palace:
The brave and brave old Qin fought against the national calamity together, and the brave and brave old Qin restored our rivers and mountains. There will be no truce until the blood is shed dry!

To the west is the Great Qin, rising like the sun. The national hatred that has lasted for a thousand years is hard to resolve!
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"Qin has sharp warriors, who can compete with them! The warriors are back, wearing plain clothes and high crowns!"

Ying Zheng in the bronze coffin listened to the expectations of his Qin warriors and slowly responded.

"Everyone, please be at ease. It won't be long... I will be back in less than ten days!"

"When I return, what in the world can stop me?!"

He, Ying Zheng, would not go back on his word and wait for him to come out of the coffin.

Will let these 100,000 elite soldiers return with him, Ying Zheng

I want to embrace the three realms, and I have no rivals in the world.
"The First Emperor..." Zhang Daoling's face was full of worry. He didn't dare to think about what the First Emperor would do after his resentment broke out of the underground palace...
Immediately afterwards, he became even more angry towards Wang Wu and his group!

Zhang Daoling turned his head and looked outside the mausoleum, with a strong murderous look in his eyes. If he was in the right state and couldn't leave the mausoleum, he would have to find these people and beat them all to death!

“Who are those people? Do they know what they have done?!”

This Taoist founder, the founder of the Zhengyi Dao, had the intention to kill someone for the first time.

Two thousand years!
All his efforts over the past two thousand years were in vain.

All the Heavenly Masters of Mount Longhu have become part of the disaster because of these people.

But Zhang Daoling really couldn’t understand, are these people mentally ill?
Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that something is dangerous, but they still rush to uncover it?

You are not afraid of death, but don't bring trouble to the world!

Now that the First Emperor is about to be born, the hundreds of Heavenly Masters will soon be transformed into zombies.

Zhang Daoling didn't know who outside could stop him.

Even if he was at his peak, he would have to kneel down when faced with this configuration!

Can't stop it, can't stop it at all!
"Are you scared? Do you regret it?"

"Unfortunately, it's too late. I'm afraid that your Longhu Mountain will be destroyed in your own hands without my help!" Looking at Zhang Daoling who was somewhat distraught, Ying Zheng's voice woke him up.

"Don't worry. Before that, I will not let you die. I will take good care of you. Then you can see with your own eyes the end of Longhu Mountain and the result of the destiny you said you would obey!"

"Zombies..." Zhang Daoling's face became even uglier. He understood what Ying Zheng meant.

After successfully becoming zombified, the first thing a zombie does is to look for the blood of its loved ones to suck.

And the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain has always been passed down from father to son.

Most of the elders and high-ranking masters of Mount Longhu are relatives.

In other words, after these hundred heavenly masters become zombies, the first thing they will do after they get out is to destroy Longhu Mountain, where their bloodline is!
No, you don't have to go out.

The latest generation of Heavenly Master is in the underground palace!
The 166th Heavenly Master, the old Heavenly Master Zhang Heqing, highly praised by the outside world as the best in the world, has just entered the underground palace!

Zhang Daoling didn't dare to think about what would happen to this descendant.

Hundreds of Heavenly Masters turned into corpses, and each of them stared at this dear blood relative...

Under multiple blows, Zhang Daoling's remaining soul became a little blurred.

"You can't die. Do you think you can be free just by letting your soul fly away? That's too easy for you!!" Ying Zheng's voice came from the bronze coffin.

Zhang Daoling came back to his senses, but before he could make any move, the blood-colored mist flowing out from the cracks in the bronze coffin instantly enveloped him.

"Uh..." Zhang Daoling's eyes widened. The bronze coffin was moved half an inch. Ying Zheng could use this gap to exert his strength!
Is he going to die too?

Well, he was really tired after thousands of years.

"Don't worry, I said you won't die!" Ying Zheng's voice came out of the bronze coffin.

"I want to show you how the people of the world will welcome the return of their First Emperor!"

The blood-colored mist enveloped Zhang Daoling, keeping his soul from dissipating.

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PS: A long chapter of 4,000 words!

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