Chapter 143: Descent! Descent!

Holy Great Yuan and Demon Qing.

Holy Great Yuan, or as it is called, the Holy Great Yuan Empire, contains endless majesty and mystery within its name.

The Shengyu Zhili they control is a perfect fusion of mysterious powers from the East and the West.

The mysterious power of the East is like a coiled dragon or snake, profound and elusive; while the power of the Western God is equally solemn and holy.

These two forces intertwine and collide in the hands of the Holy Great Yuan Empire's powerhouses, forming their unique combat style.

Today, the images of those Mongol iron cavalry galloping on the battlefield possess both the resilience and bravery of the East and reveal the shadows of the Western Shizizi Dongzhengjun.

Perhaps this is a special type of troop developed by the Great Yuan Empire after it destroyed the West and absorbed its holy arts.

They wear iron armor, hold long spears, and sweep across the battlefield like a violent storm, unstoppable by anyone.

As for Demon Qing, this empire is completely different.

It is, in the true sense, a demonic kingdom.

The moment Ying Zheng first saw those images, he recognized the true identity of the Demon Qing ruling class—zombies.

That is right, this Demon Qing Empire is a zombie kingdom.

The entire ruling class of the Great Qing Empire, whether it be the Emperor or other officials, has long since turned into zombies for the most part.

Their faces are pale and stiff, their eyes hollow and deep, as if they could devour all vitality.

Although their movements are slow and clumsy, every strike they make contains endless power, making one shudder with fear.

In the imperial palace of Demon Qing, a gloomy and terrifying aura permeates everywhere.

Those zombie officials, dressed in court robes and wearing official hats, can no longer hide their terrifying identities.

Their existence shrouds the entire Great Qing Empire in a bizarre atmosphere.

And among the common people of Demon Qing, their lives have long been controlled by these zombie rulers.

They are forced to live in fear and despair; throughout the entire Demon Qing, ordinary people have long been kept in captivity.

Only after receiving the approval of the ruling class are they granted the status of a zombie.

Both the Great Yuan Empire and the Great Qing Empire are indeed not opponents in the ordinary sense.

And just as Ying Zheng was probing the Great Yuan Empire and the Great Qing Empire.

The Great Yuan Empire and the Great Qing Empire were also constantly approaching the Great Qin World.

Under the vast starry sky, the Great Yuan Empire and the Great Qing Empire were like two giant beasts, their eyes flashing with excitement and greed, staring at this newly discovered World.

The stars were bright, but not as bright as the ambition and desire flashing in their eyes.

The Emperor of the Great Yuan Empire and the Emperor of the Great Qing Empire, though in different places, shared the same greedy thoughts.

Through mysterious arts, they met across space, constructing an invisible hall in the void.

The two Emperors stood side by side, whispering about how to divide this newly discovered World and plunder this newly discovered World.

Both the Great Yuan Empire and the Great Qing Empire are empires that have been baptized by countless wars; relying on their powerful strength, they have already conquered several Worlds.

Their armies roam among the Heavens and Myriad Worlds, conquering one civilization after another.

Especially the Great Yuan Empire; wherever their iron hooves reach, everything turns into ruins, and one World after another is destroyed at their hands.

However, what the Great Yuan Empire has encountered are mostly ordinary mortal Worlds, and the people of those Worlds are as fragile as ants before them.

It is precisely because of this that the Great Yuan Empire has been able to be invincible and ever-victorious.

But regardless, no one can deny the power of the Great Yuan Empire.

The power of the empire has created the empire's arrogance, so they look down on everything.

When the Great Yuan Empire and the Great Qing Empire first encountered each other, it was originally a life-and-death battle.

But both sides were exceptionally powerful and evenly matched; if they continued to fight, it would surely result in mutual destruction.

Thus, both Emperors understood that this was not the time for a decisive battle.

They helplessly chose to negotiate, concluded a mutual defense pact, and decided to divide other Worlds together in the future.

However, even after concluding the pact, both Emperors harbored their own calculations in their hearts.

They all wanted to suppress the other and make their own empire the sole hegemon.

It is just that, currently, neither side is strong enough; if they were to easily tear up the pact, it would surely trigger a destructive war.

Therefore, they can only endure for now, waiting for the day when their strength is sufficient.

In terms of strength comparison, the Great Yuan Empire actually suppresses the Great Qing Empire by a notch.

But if the Great Qing Empire held the intention of mutual destruction, the Great Yuan Empire would also suffer a devastating blow.

That is why the current reluctant situation was created.

Genghis Khan, a Heavenly Pride of his generation, his aura as majestic as a towering pine, looked directly at the Qianlong Emperor, his eyes flashing with unquestionable light. His voice was loud, shaking the heart like thunder, and he said forcefully: "For the newly discovered World, Great Yuan wants to occupy seventy percent of the benefits."

The Qianlong Emperor was slightly startled, then sneered and said: "Great Khan, that is incorrect. While your Great Yuan is indeed powerful, my Great Qing is not weak either. My Great Qing has vast territory and abundant resources, and is the Celestial Empire; seventy percent of the profits should rightfully be obtained by my Great Qing."

The two confronted each other, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Concerning the division of benefits from the new World, neither side was willing to easily concede.

They knew well that once the balance of power was lost, the pact would be like a piece of waste paper, potentially triggering a war at any time.

And every time they develop a new World and plunder a new World, it is a fast way for them to strengthen their own power.

The Qianlong Emperor steadied himself and proposed his own plan: "This operation is initiated by both of us, so it should be shared equally. Therefore, I propose that the benefits be split fifty-fifty, which would be fair."

"Fifty-fifty?" Genghis Khan sneered, a flash of disdain in his eyes, "What virtue or ability does your tiny Qing Dynasty have to share equally with my Great Yuan?"

Genghis Khan had never placed the Great Qing Empire in his eyes; the Great Yuan Empire had conquered so many empires.

Great Qing was, after all, just a stepping stone for the Great Yuan Empire.

The Qianlong Emperor's face darkened, and he snorted coldly: "Khan, my Great Qing is the Celestial Empire, to which all nations come to pay homage. If you look down on my Great Qing, you are seeking your own death. If you insist on fighting, my Great Qing does not fear your Great Yuan iron cavalry."

Genghis Khan took a deep breath and looked coldly at the Qianlong Emperor.

He understood in his heart that although the Great Yuan Empire was currently slightly stronger than Great Qing, the gap in strength was not vast.

If they truly fought, both sides would pay a heavy price.

Although the Great Yuan Empire is currently stronger than the Daqing, it is not stronger by much.

This is the reason he has been able to tolerate Emperor Qianlong jumping around.

He pondered for a moment and said in a deep voice, "Since that is the case, let us each rely on our own abilities. My Great Yuan descends from the north, and you descend from the south; whoever can carve out more benefits will depend on their own methods."

Although this plan does not fully satisfy the ambition of Genghis Khan, it is barely acceptable.

He knows in his heart that as long as the Great Yuan Empire continues to develop and grow, one day it will completely surpass the Daqing.

At that time, it will be the moment he destroys the Daqing and unifies the world.

However, all of this requires time.

At this moment, he can only temporarily tolerate the jumping around of Emperor Qianlong.

But it does not matter; it will not be long before the Great Yuan Empire can completely surpass the Daqing.

For Genghis Khan, in whose bones flows the blood of conquest, the option of peaceful coexistence simply does not exist in his dictionary.

The reason he is able to coexist with the Daqing is merely because he is not yet fully prepared.

Emperor Qianlong did not say anything more; when it comes down to it, it still depends on the strength of both sides.

Emperor Qianlong's gaze was as sharp as a hawk's; he stared at Genghis Khan, the corners of his mouth curling into a mocking arc, and he spat out a sentence with a strange, Yin and Yang tone: "Good, since you and I each have our own aspirations, let us rely on our own abilities to see who can gain a firm foothold in this unknown new World. It is just that, Khan, the depths of this new World are not yet clear, so I hope you proceed with caution and do not stumble due to a moment of carelessness."

After speaking, the figure of Emperor Qianlong gradually dissipated like smoke, leaving behind only a faint, eerie aura in the air that made people turn their heads in spite of themselves.

Genghis Khan's expression, however, did not change; he let out a cold snort, his eyes flashing with disdain.

Stumble? How could he, Genghis Khan, fall so easily?

He is the founder of the Great Yuan Empire, the eagle of the grasslands, and the invincible god of war who has galloped across the battlefield.

He is a Heavenly Pride of his generation; when has he ever feared any challenge?

The new World is his, Genghis Khan's, for the taking.

Once the new World is conquered, the strength of the Great Yuan Empire will increase, and then he will settle the score and destroy the Daqing.

At this moment, the Dayuan and Daqing have already approached the Great Qin World like two brilliant stars.

The powerhouses of the two empires are rubbing their hands and preparing to build channels between the worlds, ready to descend upon this mysterious land at any time.

And all of this is being carried out with the tacit approval of Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng, this Lord of Great Qin, is now even more the master of this Great Qin World.

The moment the Great Yuan Empire and the Daqing began building the channels between the worlds to descend, Ying Zheng sensed it.

No movement, however slight, could escape his eyes.

He sat on the magnificent dragon throne, his gaze as deep as an abyss, as if he could perceive everything in the world.

He felt the fluctuations coming from the Great Yuan Empire and the Daqing, but there was no ripple on his face.

If not for Ying Zheng's permission, the Great Yuan Empire and the Daqing would never have been able to construct the channels between the worlds.

In the sky of the Great Qin Empire, war drums sounded like thunder, shaking the four directions.

The stern Black Water Dragon Flag fluttered again in the biting wind, like a flame in the Darkness, signaling the coming storm.

Ying Zheng stood at the peak of the Dianjiangtai, his gaze like a torch, scanning the thousands of soldiers below.

His voice, like a great bell, echoed between heaven and earth: "The Great Qin Empire, conquering south and north, wherever our iron cavalry reaches, the world is unified; within the four seas, all is the territory of my Great Qin."

As Ying Zheng's words fell, the Great Qin soldiers present were all infected by this heroic spirit.

Their eyes flashed with fiery light, and their chests burned with intense fighting intent.

Cheers rose like a tide, surging in everyone's heart.

In this World, there is only one kingdom, and that is Great Qin.

In this World, there is only one kind of person, and that is the Qin People.

"Great Qin Empire, unify the world!"

They shouted in unison, their voices shaking the heavens and the earth, filled with endless pride and self-esteem.

Ying Zheng nodded slightly, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

He knew that these soldiers were his pride and his sharp swords.

Their loyalty and bravery are the guarantee for defending the glory of Great Qin.

However, at this moment, Ying Zheng's tone shifted, his voice becoming cold and firm: "However, there are now two worlds that actually dare to covet the territory of my Great Qin and attempt to invade my Great Qin World. Soldiers, tell me, what should we do?"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The soldiers roared in unison, their voices filled with anger and determination.

Their eyes flashed with sharp light, as if they wanted to tear those two worlds apart.

"Execute the disobedient! Execute the disobedient!"

They shouted again, their voices filled with endless killing intent.

They knew that their Emperor, their Majesty, is the First Emperor of the Ages.

Anyone who dares to provoke Great Qin will face endless fury and punishment.

All the soldiers understood that it was only under the leadership of their Emperor that such great achievements could be accomplished.

All the soldiers looked at Ying Zheng, looked at their Emperor, their hearts filled with unprecedented fanaticism.

At the same time, there was also suppressed anger in the hearts of the soldiers.

My Great Qin has civil officials like clouds, fierce generals like jade, the First Emperor of the Ages, and even a million-strong army.

It is enough that my vast Great Qin does not attack others.

Now there are still people who want to attack my Great Qin?

Is this not courting death?

The Great Qin soldiers were all filled with righteous indignation.

Ying Zheng looked at these hot-blooded soldiers, his heart filled with gratification and pride.

He knew that with the support of these soldiers, the Great Qin Empire would fear no challenge.

He took a deep breath, then spoke again: "Then, let us use our iron cavalry, use our sharp swords, to tell those two Worlds what the majesty of Great Qin is! What the power of Great Qin is!"

As Ying Zheng's voice fell, the atmosphere above the entire Dianjiangtai reached a climax once again.

The soldiers drew the long swords from their waists one after another, held them high above their heads, and let out earth-shaking roars toward the sky.

Their voices, like thunder, echoed between this heaven and earth, proclaiming the invincibility and glory of the Great Qin Empire.

With a single command from Ying Zheng, like deep thunder shaking the horizon, the entire Great Qin Empire's army group instantly began to move, as if a sleeping giant beast had been awakened, radiating endless majesty and power.

The soldiers of Great Qin rushed across the battlefield, preparing for combat, determined to let those invaders who did not know the might of heaven know what a king's army is, and what the wrath of thunder is.

Above the vast territories of the north and south of Great Qin, the sky suddenly twisted, as if torn apart by a pair of invisible giant hands, and one after another, huge vortexes appeared out of thin air, emitting a deep and mysterious aura.

Behind these vortexes were the passages connecting to the two Worlds, and an unusual aura permeated from them, making one feel a trace of unease.

The Great Yuan Empire and the Great Qing Empire descended.

(End of this chapter)