Cang Yuan Realm.
Eastern Zhanzhou, Xuan Domain.
Within Xuan Domain, dynasties and sects stand tall.
Imperial dynasties and sacred grounds hold supreme power, jointly ruling over the heavens and earth of Xuan Domain.
Among the many dynasties, the Great Qin Dynasty holds a position of transcendence in Xuan Domain.
Its might reverberates throughout Xuan Domain, leaving none able to withstand its power.
The Great Qin Dynasty's territory stretches for hundreds of millions of miles.
Its populace, numbering in the trillions, is vast beyond measure.
Talented individuals emerge endlessly, their foundations terrifying and unparalleled.
The Great Qin Dynasty has stood strong for ten thousand years, its might unchallenged.
However,
A demonic catastrophe shattered the Great Qin Dynasty's pedestal, leaving its foundations deeply damaged.
The Imperial Family's ancestors perished one after another.
Over a hundred million elite soldiers were lost, over half of their number.
In that battle,
The Great Qin Dynasty poured its entire foundation into holding back the endless demonic hordes from the Ten Thousand Mountains, preventing them from invading Xuan Domain.
On that day, the heavens and earth across hundreds of millions of miles collapsed.
The heavens ran red with blood!!
The blood of the Great Qin soldiers stained the earth, stretching for hundreds of millions of miles, its stench lingering for ten days.
This battle forged the Great Qin Dynasty's unparalleled reputation.
But it also left the Great Qin Dynasty's foundation shattered, causing it to plummet from its pedestal.
Interestingly,
Aside from the Great Qin Dynasty, none of the other dynasties or sacred grounds in Xuan Domain intervened during that battle.
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A hundred years later.
Great Qin Dynasty, Xianyang.
In the court, Qin Zheng, clad in a black dragon robe, stands with his hands behind his back, his eyes radiating endless starlight.
Daoist energy emanates from his body.
The might of a supreme emperor unfolds, like a mountain weighing upon everyone's hearts.
It makes breathing near impossible.
Inside the hall.
Civil and military officials stand on either side, their expressions grave, each exuding a powerful aura.
In their eyes, icy killing intent mixes with boundless rage.
Because,
In a single day, almost all of Xuan Domain's top powers.
Had joined forces, marching upon the Great Qin Dynasty's borders, intent on crushing it.
These top powers, without exception, all boast lineages spanning tens of thousands of years, their foundations deep and profound.
Among them,
Two sacred grounds stand out: Tai Xu Sacred Ground and Tian Heng Sacred Ground.
Three dynasties: Tian Xing Dynasty, Bai Zhan Dynasty, and Qian Yu Dynasty, are the most powerful.
The spread of this news.
Immediately caused countless living beings in Xuan Domain to tremble in fear and terror.
It also ignited boundless fury within the Great Qin Dynasty's trillions of subjects, their killing intent practically solidifying and engulfing the entire Great Qin Dynasty's territory.
......
In the court.
Many civil and military officials were consumed by raging fire.
A general with an unmatched, powerful aura, his eyes filled with murderous intent, strode forward.
He bowed respectfully to Qin Zheng, saying, "Your Majesty."
"This subordinate requests to go into battle."
His words, though filled with respect for Qin Zheng, also brimmed with boundless killing intent.
As his request to go into battle fell.
An aura comparable to that of a Half-Saint emanated from his body.
"This subordinate requests to go into battle."
After this general's request, several other generals stepped forward.
For a moment, terrifying battle intent surged from the court, sweeping across the heavens and earth.
The aura of Half-Saints continuously unfolded.
"Retreat."
Qin Zheng frowned, his gaze falling upon the several generals requesting to fight, his tone leaving no room for argument.
Though these individuals were all valiant warriors, they were merely Half-Saints.
How could they possibly hold back the terrifying elite force led by a Saint King, who now stood outside the Great Qin Dynasty's borders.
"Your Majesty......"
The generals, upon hearing his words, showed a hint of unwillingness.
However, they dared not speak further, and retreated.
"Saint King."
After the generals retreated, Qin Zheng's gaze, piercing through the hall, looked towards the Great Qin Dynasty's borders.
He sneered, "These fellows truly think highly of me."
The Great Qin Dynasty, at present, lacked a Saint King.
Their strongest cultivator was merely a Grand Saint, the Imperial Family's sole remaining foundation.
Qin Zheng himself had only recently reached Grand Saint.
After all, he had only ascended the throne twenty years ago.
Even with the endless fortunes of the Great Qin Dynasty bolstering him, to ascend from the Dharma Realm to Grand Saint, traversing several great realms within two decades.
He truly was a world-shaking prodigy.
Sadly,
Time was not on his side......
If he had another hundred years, he would undoubtedly reach the pinnacle of Saint King, sweeping across the heavens and earth.
"My lords, do you have any plans to repel the enemy?"
Qin Zheng furrowed his brow, his voice deep as he addressed the civil and military officials in the court.
Upon hearing his words,
Many civil and military officials turned pale, remaining silent.
In this battle, the Great Qin Dynasty had no chance of victory.
"Your Majesty."
Amid the silence of the officials, the Grand Marshal, Fu Ling, with his hair streaked with silver, stepped forward, his body trembling slightly.
He bowed respectfully, "This subordinate has a plan."
The officials, hearing the Grand Marshal offering a plan, all looked at him in surprise.
A glimmer of hope sparked in the eyes of many.
"Speak."
Qin Zheng, looking at the old Grand Marshal, nodded slightly.
"Your Majesty."
"The demonic catastrophe of a hundred years ago inflicted irreparable wounds upon our dynasty, not only did our Saint Kings perish, but our national foundation was reduced to a tenth, and our hundred million elite soldiers......"
"Now, only thirty million remain."
The old Grand Marshal, speaking these words, a hint of reminiscence flashed in his eyes.
A hundred years ago, he was not the withered figure he was now.
He too, was a Saint King.
But during the battle, he was surrounded by three Demon Kings, and though he managed to slay them all with his final breath.
His Daoist foundation was damaged in the process.
Unable to repair his wounds, his cultivation had been declining these past years, and now he was merely at the Heavenly Aperture Realm.
Without a divine medicine to repair his Daoist foundation, he feared he would not have many years left.
"Your Majesty."
The reminiscence vanished from his eyes.
The old Grand Marshal's gaze became resolute, and his tone grave, "The Great Qin Dynasty, if we engage in a head-on battle, has no chance of victory."
"Because, the Great Qin Dynasty lacks a Saint King."
He paused, and a hint of cruelty flashed in his unwavering gaze.
"To defend the Great Qin Dynasty's thousand-year legacy, there is only one way......"
"And that is, to sacrifice a hundred million of our subjects."
"With the blood of a hundred million subjects, we can elevate Your Majesty to the realm of Saint King, or even to the realm of Emperor."
As soon as the old Grand Marshal spoke these words, all the civil and military officials gasped.
They felt a chill run down their spines.
Sacrifice a hundred million Great Qin subjects, how ruthless......
"Hmph!"
Qin Zheng, upon hearing this, a hint of coldness appeared in his eyes as he looked at the stooped figure of the old Grand Marshal.
He sneered, "If I truly sacrifice a hundred million Great Qin subjects, even if I can protect the Great Qin Dynasty, with what face will I meet my people, my ancestors?"
"Your Majesty......"
The old Grand Marshal, seeing this, opened his mouth, attempting to speak further.
But the coldness in Qin Zheng's eyes intensified, "Silence this talk."
【Ding, System bound......】
【This system is a Troop Surge system, the host only needs to spend Killing Value to summon countless troops into existence.】
【Host's remaining Killing Value: One million (Can randomly summon one million troops into existence)】
【Killing Value acquisition method: All kills within the host's faction will be converted into Killing Value; Killing a Tempered Realm individual grants one Killing Value, killing a Daoist Foundation Realm individual grants two Killing Value......Killing a Grand Saint grants ten thousand Killing Value......】