Infiltrating the world of cultivation

Chapter 138 King Ying Zheng of Qin

Upon hearing this, everyone suddenly realized that this person was afraid that the King of Qin would suddenly attack and hurt people, so he wanted to use the earth-遁术 (earth-遁术 is a technique used in Chinese fantasy novels) to try his luck.

As it turned out, the situation outside had already changed.

Recalling the silvery-white liquid he had seen on the wall in the passageway between the two iron doors when he first entered, Wang Chao was lost in thought.

Clearly, the King of Qin knew that many cultivators were gathered here, and he went to great lengths to prevent them from escaping.

Wang Chao was also somewhat puzzled. Was the King of Qin so confident that he could keep everyone here?

It should be noted that there are two holy sons of the Northern Region Sword Sect here, whose combat power is comparable to that of a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Moreover, didn't the King of Qin leave himself a way out? Even if he could successfully devour everyone, how would he get out?

The fact that those expressionless, dead faces were able to pull this black wooden coffin out of the void demonstrates a skill that is beyond the scope of Qi Refining.

Wang Chao harbored doubts about whether those two holy sons were truly a match for the King of Qin.

"We are the holy sons of the Northern Region Sword Sect, everyone, come together with me!"

The holy son surnamed Mo used a telepathic technique to signal the people within the spherical space to move closer to him.

Upon hearing this voice, everyone grasped at it as if it were a lifeline, and they all flew over on their swords, gathering in that direction.

Wang Chao also followed the crowd, crowding in the middle; if he had stayed still, he would have stood out.

The dynasty didn't want to stand out or be the first to act, so it naturally followed the crowd.

Those who had previously followed the dynasty, except for Li San and Zhang Hu, all left and moved closer to the holy son surnamed Mo.

"Why don't you leave?"

Wang Chao was puzzled to see Li San and Zhang Hu still following him around. It was obvious that the safest place was with those two holy sons.

"Brother Chao, I have a feeling you can survive. Although I, Li San, am not very talented, my intuition is very accurate. Many times, I have turned danger into safety by relying on my intuition."

I don't know why, but I feel like you're different from others, though I can't quite put my finger on it.

Although it sounds incredibly unlikely, I'm still willing to take the gamble. If you survive, Brother Chao, please lend us a hand.

Li San's eyes were very sincere. Upon hearing this, Wang Chao was slightly taken aback, feeling somewhat amused and exasperated. What kind of intuition was this? He himself dared not say that he was able to survive unscathed this time, but it was Li San who had considerable confidence in him.

"Hehe, I grew up with my third brother, he's always right."

Zhang Hu gave a simple, honest smile.

"Life and death are preordained, wealth and honor are determined by fate. If I survive, I will lend a hand; if I myself am in grave danger, then there is nothing I can do."

Wang Chao's answer was quite fair. If he had the means, he wouldn't mind helping out. As for being a saintly, overly kind person, he would never do that.

"Every man for himself" is a proverb, and besides, he's not just one person; he represents the entire 1.8 billion people of China.

After the King of Qin was taken out of the coffin, he stood on it like a statue, motionless. Even though he didn't move, no one dared to approach him.

"I have lived two lives, and reigned as king in both!"

"So what if I lack spiritual roots? Heaven cannot subdue me!"

On the black wooden coffin, the figure suddenly spoke, his voice as resounding as a great bell, shaking the world.

"You're just being mysterious! Junior Brother Zhang, let's both attack at the same time and see what this King Qin is really capable of."

When the Holy Son of the Mo family spoke, it was clear that although he was very confident in himself, he was still very cautious in order not to suffer an unexpected setback.

Unlike the others, Wang Chao was shocked when he heard the King of Qin's words. What does it mean to be born twice?

When Wang Chao realized that he was also named Ying Zheng, and that his two sons were named Ying Su and Ying Hai, his eyes widened.

Could it be the same person?

"call out!"

The two transformed into a beam of light and vanished in an instant. When they reappeared, they were already close to the King of Qin.

It must be said that the two of them did have their merits in becoming the Holy Sons of the Northern Region Sword Sect.

"Oh!"

The two holy sons of the Qinghui Sword Sect exploded instantly, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

"Wow!"

The crowd was in an uproar. No one expected that two holy sons who could fight against Foundation Establishment stage cultivators would be killed instantly in a single exchange.

Everyone found this result hard to accept, and even Wang Chao's gaze froze instantly.

He knew that this King Qin might have some trump cards, but the fact that he dealt with the two holy sons of the Northern Region Sword Sect so decisively was far beyond his expectations.

Originally, the plan was to take advantage of the opportunity presented by the joint attack of the two holy sons of the Northern Region Sword Sect to try and get their hands on the black wooden coffin.

But now it seems that being able to live to see tomorrow's sun is already a blessing.

"Oh!"

The black mist surrounding the King of Qin began to spread, and those who came into contact with it collapsed.

Almost instantly, the spherical space went dark, and everyone's torches were extinguished, leaving the entire space without a single ray of light.

"what?"

The King of Qin was surprised, because at this moment, there was still a figure who had not fallen.

The moment the black mist touched the dynasty, the nine-story ancient pagoda displayed its power, blocking the black mist for him.

The King of Qin was actually moving closer to the direction of the dynasty, clearly surprised that the dynasty was still able to stand.

"Roar!"

Little Grey emerged from the King's embrace and roared, but its roar seemed insignificant in the face of the powerful King Qin.

"Your Majesty, please don't kill me!"

Qin Shi Huang, surnamed Ying, clan name Zhao, personal name Zheng. Because he was born in Handan, the capital of Zhao, he was also known as Zhao Zheng. He ascended the throne at the age of 13 and became emperor at 39, reigning for 37 years. He is considered one of the greatest statesmen, reformers, strategists, and military commanders in Chinese history.

............"

At lightning speed, Wang Chao searched for information about Qin Shi Huang on his smart mobile device. Without even having time to organize his thoughts, he read out a series of information in Mandarin.

After finishing reading, Wang Chao took a deep breath.

"who are you?"

This time, the King of Qin stopped and looked at the dynasty with some disbelief, and he spoke in Chinese!

Although he had never heard the pronunciation of "Dynasty" before, and he didn't quite understand the wording of "Dynasty," he had never mentioned this matter to anyone.

Since the dynasty was able to say it, there is only one answer: the dynasty and he came from the same place!

Wang Chao didn't quite understand the pronunciation of the King of Qin. He knew that the language spoken by people in the Qin Dynasty was quite different from modern Mandarin.

However, from the King of Qin's tone, Wang Chao could also hear his shock.

Clearly, he made the right gamble; he managed to save half of his life.