Chapter 26 Gentlemen, follow me out of the mausoleum!
Inside the imperial mausoleum.

Wang Wu and Zhen Yangzi, who originally wanted to sneak into the core of the imperial city, stood where they were.

"Is the Taoist priest still going?" Wang Wu asked carefully.

Damn it, even an amateur like him could vaguely understand what was going on from the noise just now.

The first emperor Ying Zheng is alive!
Not only that! There are also many generals and soldiers of the Qin Dynasty.

The reason why there are so many Heavenly Masters in the underground palace of the imperial mausoleum is because the First Emperor was not completely dead!

If we go any further, it would not be seeking wealth and honor by taking risks, but lighting a lantern in the toilet, seeking death!

However, Zhenyangzi's face was full of regret at this time.

"Too slow, too slow! If it's any faster, maybe the First Emperor will also be controlled by my corpse-driving technique!"

"Why are you so timid? Why don't you go to the mausoleum quickly!" Zhen Yangzi muttered to himself.

Until now, he still believes that the arcane thief he developed is useful.

He can easily refine ancestors like Yuan Tiangang.

If he had gone to the mausoleum earlier, he would have refined the First Emperor.

Wouldn't he be the most powerful man in the world now? Not to mention the old Taoist priest, even Eagle Sauce and Chicken Foot Basin would have to kneel down and call him daddy.

"No, maybe there is still a chance." A hint of madness flashed in Zhen Yangzi's eyes.

But he did not choose to go deeper at this time, but turned around and left with Yuan Tiangang.

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Mausoleum.

Ying Zheng got used to the taste of freedom and turned to look at the remaining soul of Zhang Daoling.

"How is it? I'm back!"

"Your Majesty won." Zhang Daoling had a bitter face and took a long time to utter these words.

"Even Heaven's will cannot control Your Majesty..." Zhang Daoling sighed.

He was clearly following the will of heaven, but he still couldn't defeat the First Emperor...
Looking at Zhang Daoling's expression, Ying Zheng shook his head in disappointment:
"I have many things I want to do, and I have never failed once!"

"I want to live forever, and the Qin Dynasty wants to prosper forever, and this is no exception!"

"I have won all my life!"

"God's will? Ha, I fought for everything I have!"

"The power of heaven and earth lies in struggle, not in destiny!"

Looking at Zhang Daoling who was still struggling with his destiny, Ying Zheng continued at a very fast speed:
"The capable will rise, the mediocre will fall, the incompetent will retreat, the complacent will fail because of cowardice, the contented will fail because of ignorance. In a world of great contention, only strength will prevail!"

"The strong will be strong, the weak will perish!"

"If I, Ying Zheng, am not strong enough, I deserve to die in a bronze coffin!"

"Destiny? An excuse for losers, a reliance for cowards!"

"Do you think that I unified the country in the past by relying on the words on the imperial seal, 'Mandate by Heaven, May You Live and Prosper Forever'?!"

"That was won by our Great Qin after five generations of hard work!"

"Similarly, I, Ying Zheng, will not be defeated here just because of a sentence of destiny: The land will be divided after the death of the First Emperor!"

Zhang Daoling listened to Ying Zheng's words and couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

He couldn't express how he felt right now.

The destiny he believed in had already wavered in his heart.

All these sayings like "fate cannot be defied" and "destiny is determined by fate"... are all lies.

The will of heaven cannot be violated. Zhang Daoling believed in this for more than 1,800 years.

Today he doesn't believe it.

If it was really unavoidable, why would Ying Zheng stand in front of him?

Looking at the dazed Zhang Daoling, Ying Zheng raised his right hand slightly, and the bronze coffin slowly floated over.

With a gentle wave of his hand, Zhang Daoling's mummy instantly flew into the bronze coffin, along with Zhang Daoling's soul. Then the coffin slowly closed.
"I never break my promise. You have been buried in the imperial mausoleum since 1883 years ago. I will let you experience what it feels like to be suppressed in this bronze coffin for 1883 years."

"Don't worry, I won't let you be lonely."

"My birth will plunge the world into eternal night? Fine, I'll let you see!"

Ying Zheng looked at the bronze coffin in mid-air and said, "Since everyone in the world is saying this, he will do it for everyone to see!"

Turning around, Ying Zheng looked outside the hall.

Huikong and others on the side were trembling in fear, afraid that they would be targeted by Ying Zheng.

After all, before he came, he was very high-profile, always talking about suppressing Zulong.

The monk carrying the camera nearby had already turned off the device, fearing that Ying Zheng would notice him again because of it.

However, Ying Zheng is not in the mood to pay attention to these minor characters now.

He took a step forward, moved his body, and in the blink of an eye he arrived in front of the 100,000 sharp warriors in the underground palace.

Everything in the imperial mausoleum is unimportant.

Only those old Qin people who were willing to die with him and waited for him in the imperial mausoleum for two thousand years were the ones he valued.

"Gentlemen, sorry for the long wait!" Ying Zheng looked at the 100,000-strong army, his fighting spirit as strong as ever.

"Your Majesty!" One hundred thousand elite soldiers looked at Ying Zheng excitedly and shouted.

It has been two thousand years. They have waited too long, really too long!

"I'm back, after two thousand years! Now it's time to take back what belongs to us!" Ying Zheng looked at the warriors below, as if he had returned to the past.

"In the past, a meteorite fell from the sky, intending to destroy Ying Zheng and bring ruin to the Qin Dynasty!"

"I want to live forever, and the Qin Dynasty wants to prosper forever, but destiny won't allow it!"

"I must destroy Qin and the regime. I am back now."

"Now I am out of the coffin and wish to become the Emperor of Heaven. I want to rule the people of the ten directions with the laws of the Great Qin, and make the three realms and ten directions the territory of the Great Qin!"

"Be above destiny!"

"Are you willing to fight for me again?!"

Ying Zheng's dragon eyes swept across the 100,000 elite soldiers. The power of an emperor was so strong that it reached the sky for 30,000 miles. There was no one who could stop him. The thunderclouds in the sky of Mount Li were even dispersed.

During these two thousand years, what he hated was not Zhang Daoling, nor the group of Taoist priests guarding the tomb, but the destiny in the dark!

"We are willing to fight for Your Majesty, even if we die a hundred times without regrets or complaints!" One hundred thousand soldiers knelt on one knee and responded loudly.

The elite warriors of Qin are unrivaled in the world.

"My lords, follow me out of the mausoleum!"

"Yes!" One hundred thousand soldiers responded.

The former Qin Empire has reappeared on earth!
As a hundred thousand soldiers marched in formation, the orderly footsteps made the entire underground palace tremble.

Outside the imperial mausoleum.

Feeling the ground shaking and the loud noise coming from the entrance of the underground palace, everyone's face changed and they quickly distanced themselves and retreated backwards.

"The First Emperor is leaving the mausoleum!"

No one present was a fool. They could all tell that it was the sound of a large army marching in uniform.

The thunderclouds above the sky also began to shrink wildly at this time.

The calamity clouds that originally covered a thousand miles gathered over the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor.

The old Taoist priest and others stared at the gate of the imperial mausoleum from afar.

A long time passed.

The sense of urgency of the approaching army filled the hearts of everyone present.

The sound of marching footsteps was getting closer and closer, under the gaze of everyone.

There are four gates in the imperial mausoleum's underground palace, and they opened at the same time!

The invincible Qin warriors who once swept across the six kingdoms have returned to the world!
However, everyone's attention was not on these fierce Qin warriors.

But afterwards, a man in a black dragon robe slowly walked out of the gate!
"The First Emperor!" the old Taoist priest murmured!

Watching the live broadcast and seeing it with your own eyes are two different feelings!
What a difference between heaven and earth!

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