Chapter 165

Brother Zheng?!

Sky Screen... Immortal Gu?!

These words were like thunder, smashing into the hearts of everyone in the hall!

Qin Shi Huang Ying Zheng's pupils shrank suddenly, his knuckles gripping the armrest of the throne turning slightly white because of the force.

He stared fixedly at the young man in white fluttering below the steps, who was still talking and laughing despite being surrounded by knives and halberds,

his mind instantly churning with the "Sky Screen" wonder that had shocked the world and shone through the ages not long ago, and the Sky Screen's review of "Empress Xiao Ci Gao".

And, the last sentence of the Sky Screen, "List Producer Immortal Gu"!

Could it be... the person in front of him was that mysterious, capable of communicating with Myriad Worlds, and controlling the Sky Screen "Immortal Gu"?!

But... an immortal descending to the mortal world, is this what he looks like? So young? And calling me... "Brother Zheng"?

Not only Ying Zheng, but heavy ministers like Li Si, Wang Jian, Meng Yi, and Feng Quji also changed color, looking at Gu Shanhe with suspicion.

The Sky Screen matter was too strange and had long spread throughout the court and the public, and no one didn't know about it.

But would an immortal really descend in this way?

"Arrogant fanatic! How dare you impersonate an immortal and blaspheme His Majesty!"

A tall and burly martial general stepped out of the crowd; it was the great general Wang Ben (son of Wang Jian). He glared and pointed at Gu Shanhe.

"The Sky Screen Immortal, how noble, would he hide his head and show his tail like you, and trespass into the palace?"

"It must be a demonic trick created by the remnants of the six states or alchemists! Your Majesty, I request to take this villain down immediately and interrogate him with torture!"

"General Wang's words are reasonable!"

Immediately, ministers echoed,

"This person's origin is unknown, his behavior is strange, and he speaks wildly; he is absolutely untrustworthy!"

"Your Majesty, it is better to kill by mistake than to believe by mistake!"

Hearing this, the Black Dragon Guards pushed their weapons forward by half a point, and the murderous aura became even stronger.

Ying Zheng's face was as heavy as water, and he weighed it rapidly in his heart.

He longed for longevity and hoped for an immortal fate, but he was even more of a suspicious and rational emperor.

This person appeared too abruptly, and his words were too "casual", really hard to overlap with the immortal image of riding clouds and mist and having immortal bones that he imagined.

Gu Shanhe took in everyone's reactions, knowing that if he didn't show some real skills, he wouldn't be able to suppress this scene.

Acting as an immortal also has costs.

"System," he muttered in his heart, "Open the system mall, filter for projects that can create shocking 'Immortal Descending' effects, are suitable for the current scene, and have high cost-performance."

Instantly, a dazzling virtual list unfolded in his consciousness, with various light and shadow, sound effects, pressure, and anomaly props, with prices ranging from hundreds to tens of millions of emotional value.

Gu Shanhe's gaze quickly locked onto a project called "Nascent Soul Effect · Immortal Descending (Deluxe Experience Version)".

The description is: Create the magnificent atmosphere of a Nascent Soul stage power descending, including but not limited to: Law Halo, Spiritual Energy Tide Phantom, Heaven and Earth Pressure Simulation, Dao Sound, etc., lasting 30 seconds, with realistic effects and shocking hearts.

Price: 10,000,000 emotional value.

Ten million! Really not cheap.

But Gu Shanhe looked at the task reward, then at the surrounding Black Dragon Guards who were eyeing him covetously and the suspicious Qin Shi Huang, and gritted his teeth.

"Exchange! Use it immediately!"

【Exchange "Nascent Soul Effect · Immortal Descending (Deluxe Experience Version)" successful, consuming 10,000,000 emotional value points.】

【Host's current emotional value balance: 20,000,000 points.】

【Effect loading... 3... 2... 1... Start!】

External time almost froze.

Gu Shanhe, who was surrounded, suddenly closed his eyes, then slowly opened them again.

The moment he opened his eyes—

"Buzz——!!!"

An invisible yet vast as an abyss, heavy as a mountain pressure, centered on Gu Shanhe, erupted, sweeping through the entire Xianyang Palace hall!

That was not a physical impact, but a pressure acting directly on the soul level!

As if a supreme existence had cast its gaze from above the nine heavens, all living beings in the mortal world were just ants!

"Plop!"

"Plop, plop, plop..."

The dozens of Black Dragon Guards who bore the brunt felt their souls shake violently, their blood churning, their legs softened, and they completely uncontrollably knelt down in unison, their long halberds and Qin swords falling to the ground with a "clatter".

They tried desperately to raise their heads, to stand up, but found that even a finger was difficult to move, cold sweat dripping from their foreheads, their eyes filled with unprecedented horror and fear.

Following closely were the civil and military officials in the hall.

Civil officials like Li Si and Feng Quji felt chest tightness and shortness of breath, their spirits swaying, as if pressed by invisible giant hands on their shoulders, and they knelt down involuntarily.

Martial generals like Wang Jian, Wang Ben, and Meng Tian, although their will was tenacious and their physique strong, in front of that pressure that seemed to come from the crushing of the life level, they also only supported for a breath before groaning and smashing their knees heavily onto the cold floor.

Above the nine-level imperial steps, Qin Shi Huang Ying Zheng's body swayed violently; if he hadn't been sitting on the throne, he probably wouldn't have been able to stand.

He felt an indescribable majesty covering his whole body, as if facing the sky, small as dust.

But he was, after all, the First Emperor who swept across the six states, his will far exceeding ordinary people, and he actually resisted this pressure that acted directly on his heart and mind,

not losing his composure and kneeling, just his face becoming incomparably pale, the veins on the back of his hands on the armrests bulging.

It wasn't over yet!

Behind Gu Shanhe, in the void, incomparably brilliant golden light suddenly lit up!

The golden light gathered, turning into a brilliant light wheel with a diameter of more than three zhang, slowly rotating.

Inside the light wheel, phantoms of the sun, moon, stars, mountains, and rivers were vaguely flowing and dying!

Faint golden ripples containing mysterious Dao rhymes visible to the naked eye rippled out with the light wheel as the center, and wherever they passed, the air made a slight buzzing sound.

At the same time, faint immortal music rang out, like bells and chimes, like zithers and flutes, ethereal and empty, cleansing the heart and mind.

In the entire hall, it seemed as if a clear breeze had blown, carrying a refreshing exotic fragrance (spiritual energy fragrance simulated by the system).

Gu Shanhe's white clothes moved without wind, hunting and making noise, his whole body shrouded in a hazy layer of holy halo.

He stood in front of the light wheel, his expression plain, his eyes indifferent, looking down at the sentient beings kneeling on the ground below, truly like an immortal deity descending to inspect.

The effect lasted for a full thirty seconds.

Thirty seconds, for everyone in the hall, was as long as a century.

When the golden light, light wheel, immortal music, exotic fragrance, pressure... all anomalies faded like a tide and finally dissipated, the hall returned to "normal".

But the Black Dragon Guards and civil and military officials who knelt full of the ground, and Qin Shi Huang whose heart and mind were shaken on the throne, all knew that everything was different.

Gu Shanhe was still standing there, his white clothes as white as snow, spotless.

As if the terrifying scene that had just shocked the world and made all living beings bow down was just something he did casually.

He looked at Qin Shi Huang with a calm gaze, his tone still indifferent, but carrying an unquestionable certainty: "Now, do you still doubt my identity?"

"Clatter."

It was the sound of an official with slightly worse psychological quality completely collapsing to the ground.

Qin Shi Huang Ying Zheng took a deep breath, this breath was long and heavy, as if he wanted to suppress all the shock, joy, hesitation, and awe in his chest.

He slowly, extremely solemnly, stood up from the black dragon throne that symbolized the supreme power of the world.

Then, under the stunned, shocked, and unbelievable gazes of the full court of civil and military officials and countless Black Dragon Guards,

this First Emperor of Qin, who swept across the six states, wrote the same script and drove the same tracks, built the Great Wall and repaired the roads, walked down the nine-level imperial steps step by step, steadily.

He walked to about a zhang in front of the young white-clothed "Immortal" and stopped.

He tidied up his black imperial robe and twelve-tassel jade strings that were slightly messy due to the pressure just now.

Then, this First Emperor through the ages, toward the young white-clothed "Immortal" in front of him, raised his hands, left hand pressing right hand, arched his hands, bowed, and performed an extremely standard, extremely solemn—bowing ceremony.

The voice was loud, carrying a trace of imperceptible trembling, resounding through the silent Xianyang Palace:

"Ying Zheng, respectfully welcomes Immortal Gu's arrival!"

"There have been many offenses before, neglecting the Immortal Venerable, which is Zheng's fault. I hope the Immortal Venerable will be magnanimous!"