However, under the command of officers at all levels, the well-trained armored soldiers quickly regained their composure, maintained order, and firmly protected and surrounded Ying Zheng's imperial carriage to prevent any assassins from taking the opportunity to rush over.
After all, many of the remnants of the six states wanted to see Ying Zheng die.
Of course, even after order was restored, the 30,000 soldiers all wore expressions of extreme excitement, seemingly unable to control their emotions at all.
People in the late Warring States period deeply believed in ghosts and gods; this belief was deeply ingrained in their minds.
In particular, the First Emperor Ying Zheng, in his later years, became obsessed with immortality, which made this trend even more prevalent across the land.
Therefore, if it weren't for the officers' proper control, many soldiers would probably have knelt down.
Inside the imperial carriage, Ying Zheng heard the commotion outside and frowned slightly, asking, "What's going on outside? Why is it so noisy?"
Xu Fu lifted the carriage curtain, looked at the situation outside, and quickly replied, "Your Majesty, auspicious omens suddenly appeared outside, causing some temporary chaos among the soldiers who were caught off guard."
"Oh, is this an auspicious omen? Come with me to take a look."
"promise."
Ying Zheng and Xu Fu got up from the carriage and went outside. They were stunned when they saw the auspicious signs that appeared in the sky.
Having lived for decades, this was the first time they had encountered such a strange situation. Even the swindler Xu Fu began to have doubts in his heart.
Could it be... that immortals really exist in this world?
"Congratulations, Your Majesty! Congratulations!"
Xu Fu's eyes darted around, and he quickly flattered, "This must be because Your Majesty's achievements surpass those of the Three Sovereigns and your virtues rival those of the Five Emperors, moving Heaven and attracting the favor of the God of the Great One. This time, you may have the opportunity to receive blessings from the immortals, or even be granted the elixir of immortality!"
Regardless of whether it actually happened or not, I'll just flatter him first.
"Your Majesty, we offer our congratulations!"
Soon, the accompanying ministers, generals, and all 30,000 Qin soldiers shouted in unison.
Its momentum was so great that even the floating clouds in the sky dispersed.
This is the spirit of the Qin's elite warriors!
Xu Fu's flattery was perfectly timed, hitting right where Ying Zheng's heart would be.
As he grew older, Ying Zheng's health deteriorated. In order to prevent the Qin Empire, which he had worked so hard to build, from collapsing after his death, he desperately wanted to live forever.
Therefore, Ying Zheng believed in the existence of immortals without a doubt.
"I, Ying Zheng, the Prime Minister of the Lower Realm, request an audience with the Immortal!"
Ying Zheng bowed respectfully.
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, a purple aura appeared three thousand miles eastward.
A mysterious orange light suddenly appeared and shone on Ying Zheng.
In an instant, Ying Zheng's body shimmered with an orange glow, emanating a powerful aura that made everyone present dare not look directly at him and had no choice but to lower their heads.
At this moment, Ying Zheng completely lost his perception of the outside world. His mind seemed to transcend the boundaries of time and space, as if he had arrived at a mysterious place.
What appeared before Ying Zheng was a hazy world, with visibility of only about ten meters around him, making it impossible to distinguish east from west, north from south, up from down, left from right.
Seeing the gray fog all around, Ying Zheng was slightly startled, but as an emperor of all ages, maintaining composure was not difficult for him, and he did not show it on his face.
He bowed respectfully and said, "I am Ying Zheng, the Prime Minister of the Lower Realm. I humbly request an audience with the immortal!"
Just then, a ray of light appeared, transforming into a portal that stood in mid-air. With a creak, the portal opened automatically, and an ethereal old man walked out from inside.
The old man had white hair and a youthful face, deep and wise eyes, and an ethereal body, clearly not a real person. However, he was surrounded by a pure and spiritual aura, exuding an otherworldly air, much like a legendary immortal.
Upon seeing this scene, Ying Zheng was deeply moved, and with a solemn expression, he respectfully bowed and said, "Ying Zheng from the lower realm pays respects to the immortal!"
………………
This so-called immortal elder was none other than Xiao Ning, who had transmigrated from another world.
It's all tears when I talk about it.
Protected by 1,000 points from the sign-in system, Xiao Ning's divine consciousness clone passed through layers of world walls, wandered in the world sea, and sailed towards an unknown place.
Everything was normal to begin with.
Who knew that, just as he was leisurely flying in golden light, he collided with a red light that was also flying in the same direction.
There was no explosion, only a silent fusion.
As the two collided, a strange reaction seemed to occur, and they actually merged together.
After an unknown amount of time, the golden and red lights merged into an orange light. Xiao Ning slowly came back to his senses and quickly realized the changes in himself.
"I actually became a system spirit?"
At this moment, Xiao Ning felt that life had become meaningless, and he could even say that he had no will to live.
Just as he was processing the inexplicably appearing system information, they arrived at their destination.
"call out!"
Xiao Ning passed through the World Wall and entered an unknown world. What came into view was a light blue planet, and a strange sense of familiarity came over him.