"It's beyond my imagination," Huang Rong exclaimed, but then her words were filled with confidence. "However, I believe that my Royal Guard will also be able to develop to the same level as yours in the future."
"It's good to be confident." Ying Zheng wasn't angry and nodded with a smile.
Zhang Sanfeng stroked his beard, gazing at the army before him, deeply moved, but said nothing more. He turned to Huang Rong and said, "Huang Rong, you can now offer sacrifices to Heaven."
Huang Rong's expression turned serious. She moved her lips slightly and said in a low voice, "From now on... I'll leave it to you."
After saying that, she walked up to the high platform not far away and closed her eyes.
With the next breath, an extremely majestic aura suddenly rose from her body, spreading outwards. The vast imperial city beneath her feet trembled, and a half-illusory, half-real yellow dragon vaguely appeared above the palace, exuding unparalleled majesty.
Except for Huang Yaoshi, all the other five masters, and even the Old Urchin, knelt down instantly. The imperial guards outside the palace also knelt down uncontrollably.
"How could this be?" Hong Qigong looked astonished.
He had little reverence for imperial power; in his early years, he even went so far as to steal vegetables from the imperial kitchen. Even when Huang Rong and Huang Yaoshi displayed near-divine strength and helped him modify the Beggars' Sect's martial arts, he only felt gratitude, not the subservience a subject would show to an emperor.
But now, Hong Qigong suddenly discovered that his body was out of his control. His body was submitting to the emperor standing on the altar.
"Amitabha Buddha." Master Yideng chanted the Buddha's name, but he was still restless. The state of mind he had cultivated for countless years of Buddhist practice was now somewhat unstable.
The old rascal Zhou Botong's eyes darted around as he gazed at the imposing armored army in the distance. Suddenly, he exclaimed, "Old monster! That army... shouldn't be His Majesty's enemy! But why did they appear so strangely and unexpectedly? So suddenly!"
Huang Yaoshi remained silent, gazing quietly at his daughter in the distance, his eyes filled with relief and joy.
After a long silence, Master Yideng said with a serious expression, "That was the army from the ancient Qin Dynasty, wasn't it?"
Upon hearing this, the scene fell silent. Even Huang Yaoshi paused, glancing at Master Yideng.
Huang Rong had informed Huang Yaoshi of the general situation before today.
Huang Yaoshi naturally knew how unbelievable what had happened today was. To be honest, if Huang Rong hadn't told him beforehand, even with his exceptional intelligence and unconventional thinking, he would have found it difficult to guess... It was simply too incredible.
“It’s a very simple principle,” Master Yideng said, seeing Huang Yaoshi’s expression. He basically knew it was confirmed, although his hands were trembling with shock, his voice remained calm. “The style of the armor, the slogans, the military style…”
"Also, that middle-aged man in the dragon robe... what kind of person do you think could wear the dragon robe in front of the current emperor without incurring his wrath?"
To wear a dragon robe in front of the emperor... this goes beyond mere death. And if one did so and the emperor didn't get angry... the implications are terrifying to even contemplate.
Hong Qigong realized something and stared blankly at the solemn man in the dragon robe. "Could that one be...?"
“Since you’ve already guessed it, then I won’t hide it from you,” Huang Yaoshi said frankly after a moment’s thought. “This is Qin Shi Huang and his Qin Dynasty army.”
Hong Qigong: "???"
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Chapter 325 Donghuang Taiyi: This era is a thousand years after the Qin Dynasty... (Third update)
Hong Qigong completely lost the will to get up; his mind was a complete mess. He wondered if he had misheard, and if he was dreaming.
“…Amitabha.” Master Yideng uttered the Buddha’s name with a trembling voice.
He had previously guessed that the Qin Dynasty's army might have survived in some special way, and that the Qin Dynasty might have even continued to use the title of emperor... Perhaps Huang Rong was able to ascend to the throne with the help of the ancient Qin army... which is why she was granted the privilege of wearing a dragon robe.
But you tell him that what's in front of him is the real Qin Shi Huang and the Qin Dynasty army?
Master Yideng felt a chill run down his spine. Could it be that the deceased Qin Shi Huang had returned from the underworld? Had their emperor truly become an immortal? He could even summon beings who had died in the past.
Zhou Botong looked dazed, but his mind was working very fast. He cautiously asked, "Could it be that Qin Shi Huang led the most elite troops of the Qin Dynasty to ascend to the heavens? And Your Majesty is a legendary celestial being! That is why you were able to obtain Qin Shi Huang's help this time?"
Master Yideng remained silent. He suddenly realized that what Zhou Botong said was also highly likely.
Huang Yaoshi looked at his group of old friends with a strange expression. His lips moved slightly, but he finally sighed and said nothing.
It's just too complicated to explain.
And to be honest, even if you bring up concepts like another world, these people in front of me won't believe it for a while... so I'll just let them imagine it.
On the other side.
"How could this be?" The Moon Goddess's voice trembled as well. She stared blankly at the half-real, half-illusory yellow dragon in the sky and stammered, "The supreme ruler, the emperor of the Divine Land!"
"This doesn't make sense... The First Emperor's dragon aura is stable, and the world is at peace... Why would the imperial aura of the Divine Land appear on another person? And a woman at that!"
The Moon Goddess's worldview has collapsed. How could a woman possibly be an empress?
At this moment, her mind was filled with countless thoughts, all mixed together, leaving her somewhat dazed and confused.
Could this woman be Qin Shi Huang's illegitimate daughter, Ying Zheng, and has he already decided to pass the throne to her? But there's no reason for that. Ying Zheng is in his prime, a man of great talent and ambition; how could he possibly abdicate...?
Not to mention, this woman isn't the future chosen one, but the chosen one right now. No matter how you look at it, the situation doesn't make sense.
“You didn’t miscalculate,” Donghuang Taiyi said. His voice was calm, but his slightly trembling hands revealed that he was not at peace. “Did you see what that empress was wearing?”
"A nine-dragon robe, an imperial crown! And with the approval of dragon energy! She must be an emperor..."
"Then what's going on?" Xinghun opened his mouth, he was also in a daze at the moment, quite frightened by the strange things that had happened today.
“This is not our world,” Donghuang Taiyi said, his eyes deep as he used divination. He knew a lot, but his words were increasingly incredulous. “The celestial phenomena of this world… how could this world’s celestial phenomena indicate that it is more than a thousand years removed from the era we lived in before?”
"We are now standing on the land of China, more than a thousand years in the future! That female emperor... is the ruler of the land of China a thousand years from now."
The Yin-Yang School experts remained silent, all staring blankly at Donghuang Taiyi's retreating figure. They wondered if their patriarch had suffered a mental breakdown due to some kind of cultivation technique gone awry.
In fact, not to mention them, even Donghuang Taiyi himself doubted that his divination was wrong.