Chapter 4669: ?The Guild's Ying Zheng and the Mythic Ancestral Dragon

Su Han watched the scene with great interest and casually opened the guild livestream.

"If we truly bore you ill will, you would already be dead."

Guild Ying Zheng stared expressionlessly at Zu Long.

"What?"

Zu Long abruptly turned his head, and after sizing up Guild Ying Zheng for a moment, a flicker of uncertainty and astonishment flashed through his pupils.

Because he suddenly realized that what Guild Ying Zheng was wearing was precisely the black dragon robe of the Qin dynasty.

This was an utterly inconceivable matter.

After all, only from Zu Long's generation onward did the Qin dynasty begin to call its ruler Emperor.

In other words, even if the man before him were a former king of the Qin dynasty, what he wore should be a king's robe, not a black dragon robe...... "Your Majesty, this one is......"

Gao Yao hesitated for a moment, but in the end still decided to lay it all out.

He said softly, "This is the Qin Shi Huang of another world! Moreover, compared to you...... this Qin Shi Huang built the Immortal Qin Empire in another world, and has already attained the immortal, ageless body of a divine being."

Mythic Zu Long fell completely silent, his mind a total blank, even suspecting he might have misheard just now.

The many generals and ministers below also noticed something was off at this moment.

"Father, what do you think?"

Wang Ben asked in a low voice toward Wang Jian ahead of him.

Though his face showed not the slightest ripple of emotion, he was clearly deeply shaken inside, an inexplicable gleam flickering in his pupils.

"Nine times out of ten, it's true."

Wang Jian said calmly.

He studied Su Han and the others repeatedly. "Setting everything else aside, the one standing at the very front of the group is so perfect he doesn't seem human...... that charm is beyond imagination."

"But if you say he's a figure on the level of an immortal or divine being...... then everything can be explained."

Wang Ben: "......"

Wang Ben's expression turned strange, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

Wang Jian glanced at Wang Ben and said meaningfully, "And, just as they said earlier! If they truly bore ill will...... they could have already acted and killed His Majesty."

Given the power Ying Quliang had displayed, they absolutely could not stop this group...... "Enough,"

Ying Quliang spoke up. He had sensed the atmosphere on site was not quite right, so he immediately played peacemaker. "We came here to deal with the enemy! Whatever business there is, we can talk after the mission is done."

Guild Ying Zheng smiled noncommittally, then his gaze sharpened, a terrifying phenomenon spreading outward from his body, and the entire world underwent an enormously dramatic change.

The scene fell into a brief silence, then erupted into an uproar.

"What...... what kind of sorcery is this?"

"Heaven-rearranging, earth-swapping! A divine being's method...... this is truly a divine being's method! Our Great Qin is saved! Heaven blesses Great Qin!"

"What on earth is going on...... completely incomprehensible! If this group of beings truly are immortals, and among them is Duke Xiao of Qin...... doesn't that mean Duke Xiao of Qin actually became a deity after death?"

"That doesn't add up either...... if Duke Xiao of Qin became an immortal, then what about the earlier news that the former Qin monarchs turned into undead? What's that about...... could it be a rumor?"

"Nine times out of ten, that's exactly how it is."

"The enemy we face this time is far too treacherous and cunning!"

Some were shaken, some were overjoyed, and some still hadn't figured out what was happening at all, their faces blank...... every manner of human reaction laid bare.

"Interesting."

Wine Sword Immortal swept his gaze around the area, pursed his lips, and took a swig of wine.

This place was a lush wheat field, and a line of people—even Zu Long and the civil and military officials of the Qin dynasty from the mythic world—stood within the wheat field.

And behind the wheat field stood a colossal city, bizarre to the extreme, one that could almost be called an immortal capital.

And above the main gate of the city was inscribed the two characters Xianyang.

"This is my inner-world."

Guild Ying Zheng's voice was calm from beginning to end; this was the scene of his world's Xianyang city, truly etched into himself, now projected outward.

"Although I can summon my army right now...... if I do that, there'll be no chance for you all to act."

"So I'll only provide you with the battlefield."

After a brief pause, Guild Ying Zheng looked toward Su Han. "Spatial-type spellcraft...... isn't really my forte. To avoid accidentally wiping out all the enemies, I'll leave it to you to act from here on."

Su Han shrugged, then snapped his fingers.