Chapter 4668

Seeing that Ying Zheng did not retort, Su Han did not say anything more.

Wine Sword Immortal: "I don't have anyth... I can join the mission at any time."

Ying Quliang: "My feelings are very complicated... but right now, I can also spare some time."

Seeing this, Su Han did not hesitate, and closed his eyes.

In his mind, he clicked to formally join the mission.

A streak of resplendent light coiled around Su Han's body; by the time the light faded, Su Han's figure had also vanished from where he stood.

... Mythical World, Qin Dynasty, Xianyang, in the court.

The Mythical World's Ancestral Dragon sat expressionlessly in his seat, his cold gaze sweeping across those below. "What is the current situation?"

After a brief silence, Meng Tian stepped forward, his voice low. "Your Majesty... the situation is extremely dire! According to the intelligence we have obtained... the army summoned by the enemy broke through our cities with ease."

"Or rather, our cities never served as any obstacle at all! Their marching speed remained steady from beginning to end... treating our Qin Dynasty's army and our Qin Dynasty's capital as nothing."

Meng Tian opened his mouth, hesitated for a moment, then swallowed his last words back down.

In fact, he had also obtained another piece of news: an ancestor of the Meng clan was leading the ancient Qin Dynasty's dead soldiers, also attacking the Qin Dynasty... and moreover, they were one of the armies closest to Xianyang... Of course, he did not say this, not out of suspicion—after all, the Ancestral Dragon's own progenitor had also been summoned as an enemy... it was simply that saying this now would be meaningless.

Gao Yao stared at the expressionless, imposing Ancestral Dragon, his expression somewhat complicated.

He thought for a moment, then finally spoke. "Your Majesty... I have a solution."

"Oh?"

The Ancestral Dragon's body paused for a moment, his gaze flickering uncertainly.

He felt both delight and suspicion within. After deliberating for a moment, he looked toward Gao Yao, his expression solemn. "Zhao Gao, speak directly."

The Mythical Ancestral Dragon's trust in Gao Yao was extremely high... on one hand, because Gao Yao had presented the world map, further clarifying his future goals.

Although because of the resurrection of the undead, his future plans had essentially collapsed across the board... a more important matter was that Gao Yao had presented a divine medicine, making his body incomparably healthy.

Of course, besides these two reasons... the main thing was that the Qin Dynasty was now on the brink of destruction—desperate times called for desperate measures.

"Do you believe... in the existence of immortals and gods?"

Gao Yao spoke cautiously.

In the court below, many people's expressions changed; they exchanged glances.

Li Si's brows furrowed even more. He naturally did not believe in the existence of immortals and gods... but because of his close relationship with the Ancestral Dragon, he also knew of the Ancestral Dragon's recent experience... Zhao Gao had used extremely special methods to make the Ancestral Dragon's body so robust... and yet, that method surpassed his own understanding. "What do you mean?"

The Ancestral Dragon's brows knit, countless thoughts flashing through his mind.

But before he could say anything, suddenly, a streak of resplendent light rose up beside Gao Yao.

"What!"

"What is this special technique? Could it be those... Qi Refiners and alchemists?"

"Damn! There's an assassin!"

"Quickly protect His Majesty!"

Everyone's expression changed; clearly they were startled by this unexpected scene. And when someone came to their senses, the entire court erupted in an uproar.

After all, having long served in the court, they naturally all knew that the Ancestral Dragon had once carried out the burning of books and burying of scholars alive... and those buried were not true Confucian scholars, but these alchemists with all sorts of strange abilities... Now, if the ones who came really were alchemists... one need not think to know they would bear ill will toward the Ancestral Dragon.

"Boring."

Ying Quliang spoke first. Dressed in black, he gave a casual flick of his sleeve, and terrifying energy erupted explosively, sending several guards who had rushed forward to protect the throne flying away.

The Ancestral Dragon's brow twitched several times, but he did not panic too much; his expression was calm. After sizing up Ying Quliang for a moment, he asked, word by word, "May I ask, who are you?"

"My name is Ying Quliang."

Ying Quliang looked deeply at the Ancestral Dragon.

The Ancestral Dragon's pupils suddenly contracted.

He instinctively recalled the intelligence he had obtained earlier, that the enemy seemed to have summoned the former rulers of the Qin Dynasty... "So that's how it is."

The Mythical Ancestral Dragon sat ramrod straight. After a brief silence, he suddenly let out a cold laugh and said, "Have you come to kill me?"

"To actually have my ancestors come deal with me... what a fine move! Truly a fine move indeed."

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