Others follow advice and imitate celebrities, but you start by pretending to be a god?

"Take a look at this. This was made by my fellow disciples." The black-robed youth handed the array in his hand to the old man.

The old man opened it, looked at it for a while, and then paused, stunned.

They attacked the Buddhist Lingshan Great Thunder Temple in Xiniu Hezhou and massacred 200,000 heavenly soldiers and generals on the East Sea.
Such a record is truly remarkable. Even though the old man has lived for so many years, he has never accomplished so many feats in such a short period of time.

"You guys did this?"

"I remember you said you were the senior disciple of this temple?"

The young man in black robes nodded. He took a deep breath, looked at the weathered old man before him, and spoke in a deep voice.

"The Three Realms are in chaos, with all sides vying for fortune and incense offerings to strengthen their foundations and try to survive the immeasurable calamity!"

"Now is an era of great strife!"

"All the major powers are vying for passage through the Three Realms, while our human race is still being treated as livestock and sacrificed!"

"I don't know where my human race will go when the great calamity comes. Will we simply perish humbly in the midst of this catastrophe, our flame extinguished?!"

"Throughout the Three Realms, who dares to claim invincibility, who dares to say they are undefeated? They are nowhere to be found even in ancient times, so what do we humans have to fear?"

"Now, in this era of great strife, is the best opportunity for our human race to rise! If we do not give it our all now, once all the other races have survived the great calamity, our human race will be of no use to us. When people are treated like livestock, that will be the time when our human race will perish!"

"Immortals and Buddhas can contend for power, so why can't we humans contend for power?"

"At worst, I'll just die in the height of glory!"

As the young man in black robes spoke, he stared intently at the old man before him, a gust of wind swirling around him, his robes fluttering in the wind.

The young king, who called himself "I, the lonely one," wore a black robe and had entered the temple with the Queen of Xiliang years ago, raised his head.

At this moment, he seemed to have returned to ancient times, to the ancient Qin Dynasty, and regained the demeanor of the human king who once unified the world.

Immortals and Buddhas can be contended for, so why can't the human race contend for them?

In these three realms, my human race can also be in charge!
In this age of great strife, humanity must rise!

And he was none other than the First Emperor of Human History—Qin Shi Huang!

At this moment, Ying Zheng stared intently at the old man before him.

His eyes seemed to sparkle like stars, and two endlessly sharp divine weapons blazed forth!

Its radiance pierced the heavens!
"Shennong, the ancestor of mankind!"

"I will ask you one more time: do you want to come down from the mountain with me?"

"The human race, which is currently in a state of great upheaval, needs me."

"We also need the guidance of the Three Sovereigns!"

"If it is said that the prosperity of Buddhism is ordained by Heaven and will hinder the rise of our human race, then the Three Sovereigns need not fear the karmic consequences of Heaven."

"Let all those causes and effects fall upon me!!!"

Strands of hair at her temples fluttered gently in the wind.

The colorless wind gently brushed against the silver strands at the old man's temples.

The old man had profound eyes and exuded an aura of immortality, with black and white divine light flowing endlessly around him.

This old man is no ordinary person.

He is none other than the legendary ancestor of mankind from ancient times!

Emperor Yan, Shennong!

One of the Three Sovereigns, the ancestors of humankind in ancient times!
This place is no ordinary place either; it is the Fire Cloud Cave, where the three ancient ancestors secluded themselves for cultivation!

The young man in the black robe was the supreme monarch who once unified the six kingdoms and founded the ancient Qin Empire during the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods!

King of Qin!

Ying Zheng!

At the same time, he is also the senior disciple in all the heavenly dojos!

After Qin Shi Huang unified the six kingdoms, he searched the world for traces of immortals.

He longed to sail the seas in search of immortals and the path to eternal life.

By sheer chance, he finally found the legendary immortal's dojo—the Zhutian Dojo—on the East Sea and successfully became Lin Nan's disciple!
At that time, Ying Zheng was concerned about the fate of the human race. After learning about the suffering of the human race in the Three Realms, he made a great vow!
He originally planned to cultivate immortality in the Daoist temples of the Eastern Sea, and then return to the Qin Kingdom to lead the Qin Kingdom to conquer all directions and make the human race rise in the world.

However, he happened to browse through a book called "Perfect World" in the Hongmeng Library.

In that instant, hundreds of years had passed in the blink of an eye.

When Ying Zheng came to his senses from the vast sea of ​​books and sought a way to return to the Qin Empire...

But they found that everything had changed, and the world had turned upside down.

Many ancient relics have vanished into thin air.

The past glory was fleeting.

The Great Qin city of Xianyang, which was once adorned with the Black Water Bird Banner, has long since been reduced to ruins.

The new human race has rebuilt their homes on the ruins and is now even more prosperous.

"If one day, the starry sky collapses and the world is overturned, leaving you all alone, though you may be invincible in the world, in the end you can only reminisce about the past, see your beautiful face turn white as snow, and your soul return to the yellow earth; see your friends fall in the long river of time, sleeping eternally in the cemetery. At that time, you will understand."

Standing beneath the new city walls, Ying Zheng recalled the words in his master's book and his master's earnest teachings, and gradually gained some understanding.

"So this is the true essence of cultivating immortality! Time is like a knife, cutting down all the geniuses; on the path to immortality, only sighs of enchanting beauty remain!"

"Master..."

Ying Zheng was filled with mixed emotions.

In reality, Ying Zheng did not take to heart the news of his 'death,' the historical fact that the Qin Dynasty only lasted two generations, or the slander against him by Confucian disciples.

He gazed at the prosperous, tall, and sturdy city walls, his expression calm and content.

He only bought three jugs of wine.

With a pot of wine, he went to the former site of the Epang Palace in Xianyang, sat high in the sky, and drank alone.

He brought a pot of tea to the ancient Great Wall, which has stood for thousands of years, and slowly savored it amidst the beautiful spring scenery.

He poured a pot of water onto the vast land of humanity as a sign of respect.

Looking up at the sky, Ying Zheng's gaze seemed to penetrate the three realms and four continents.

He seemed to see a prosperous and thriving human world, and many heartwarming scenes under the lights of thousands of miles: people enjoying themselves in the midst of heavy snow; a man who had finished a day's hard work taking out steaming buns from his pocket and handing them to his wife and daughter.

The small room was filled with laughter and cheerful conversation.

Ying Zheng took a deep breath and then found the dilapidated tombs of Hu Hai and Fu Su.

He sat quietly in front of each of the two cemeteries for three days and three nights.

On the seventh day, as the sun rose, Ying Zheng turned and returned to the Taoist temple.

What are the achievements of sweeping across six kingdoms and quelling wars compared to the vast human world, the three realms, and all races?

I am the First Emperor, and I shall pacify the Three Realms and rule over all races!
May our human race be free from the suffering of hunger and cold, free from the evils of injustice and unfairness, free from the lamentations of blaming heaven and earth, and free from the calamity of displacement!

Let our human race stand tall in these three realms! Let our human race never again be reduced to the state of beasts!
Let me, Ying Zheng, rule over all races in the Three Realms!

From then on, Ying Zheng's faith was strengthened, and he cultivated himself even more diligently. He buried himself in the Book of Heavens day and night, especially loving the book "Perfect World".

As an emperor, he took Huangtiandi as his role model and longed to protect the human race as Huangtiandi protected the nine heavens and ten earths.

He longed to fight alone in the heavens and the earth, and to sever all the races and races of the three realms, just like 'Wilderness'!
Give humanity a perfect world!

……

Time flies, and that day arrived in the blink of an eye. The Master summoned all the disciples and dismissed the monastery.

For Ying Zheng, this was both a regret and an opportunity!
Although he was reluctant to leave his master, he still resolutely embarked on his journey!
Therefore, almost immediately after leaving the temple, Ying Zheng embarked on a journey to find the three ancestors of the ancient human race!
Ultimately, through his own strength and extraordinary abilities, Ying Zheng finally found the legendary Fire Cloud Cave.

As the senior disciple of the Heavenly Daoist Academy, Ying Zheng's cultivation had already reached its peak, surpassing even the Queen of Western Liang, the Golden-Winged Roc King, and the Six-Eared Macaque!
His cultivation level has reached the early stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal!
For a human who has cultivated for less than a thousand years to reach this level is simply unimaginable in the past!
Even the Three Sovereigns were greatly shocked when they first saw Ying Zheng!
They couldn't help but wonder, what kind of person was Ying Zheng?

Who exactly is guiding him forward?
Upon meeting the three ancestors of the human race, Ying Zheng spoke without hesitation, revealing his purpose with the same domineering aura as the King of Qin in his prime.

"I hereby proclaim myself the Heavenly Emperor of Humanity! I vow to lead humanity to rise above the rest of the world!"

A gentle breeze rustled through the mountain pavilion. Ying Zheng rose and stared intently at the old man, Emperor Yan Shennong, his eyes shining brightly and eternally.

"The Three Realms are in chaos now, with immortals and Buddhas fighting each other endlessly. This is the perfect opportunity for our human race to rise."

Why do you want to give up?

Upon hearing Ying Zheng's words, Emperor Yan Shennong remained calm and composed, merely turning his teacup slightly before slowly speaking:

"You do not understand."

"We have also worked tirelessly for the sake of humanity, fought battles on all sides for the rise of humanity, and believed that human will can overcome nature."

"But in the end, it almost led to a terrible mistake that caused the human race to decline."

"The three of us have thus ended up imprisoned in the Fire Cloud Cave."

As Emperor Yan Shennong spoke, his tone was calm, yet it contained a great deal of sorrow and helplessness.

Ying Zheng stared intently at Emperor Yan Shennong for a while before finally letting out a long sigh.

He sat down again on the stone bench.

"Fine, since you won't leave, then I will do it this time."

"The human race has suffered for too long in the Three Realms."

Ying Zheng gazed eastward, and for a moment, he seemed to see his master's figure. He recalled, "My master once said, 'Our human race marches forward in solitude, rises in loneliness, and conquers!'"

Upon hearing this, Shennong's expression was somewhat complex and difficult to decipher.

He didn't know who Ying Zheng's master was, yet he was deeply moved by those words.

Ying Zheng sneered, "What vast world, what three realms? The world has changed, and Heaven has ordained that Buddhism will flourish."

"I don't believe it! In this era of great strife, our human race also has the opportunity to rise!"

Ying Zheng held his teacup and spoke calmly, without any loud roars or shouts.

It was very calm and uneventful, as if it were about the most normal thing.

His eyes shone with wisdom and brilliance, as if they could see through the past, present, and future.

Shennong shook his head and sighed, "The human race is too weak. If they want to rise up, how could the gods and Buddhas of the heavens allow it? They will stop them!"

Ying Zheng laughed disdainfully, "Then I will follow my master's words and slaughter my way to the point where no one in the world dares to call themselves an immortal!"

He slaughtered his way until no one in the world dared to call themselves an immortal!
Upon hearing this, Emperor Yan Shennong's eyes suddenly lit up, but then he regained his composure.

"There are far too many obstacles in these three realms, far more than you can imagine."

"Your master has great courage, but even he alone cannot fight against all the races of the Three Realms."

Ripples appeared in the void, and another figure appeared in the pavilion.

His sleeves fluttered, he wore a long golden robe, his face was as handsome as jade, and the radiance emanating from his body seemed capable of burning down all the heavens and the myriad worlds.

One of the three ancestors of the human race!

The Yellow Emperor, Xuanyuan!
"Obstacles?"

Ying Zheng's expression remained calm and composed. Even when facing two of the three ancestors of the human race, he showed no particular emotion, his expression as indifferent as ever.

"My master once taught me."

"Cultivating oneself in this world is like rowing against the current; if you don't advance, you fall behind."

"What is immortality that lasts for billions of years? What is eternity? It's all earned through fighting! A sword cuts through eternity, and a pair of fists suppress the past, present, and future."

'when! ’

It was as if a great bell was echoing in their ears. As Ying Zheng's words fell, ripples spread across the void, and the surrounding magical power surged uncontrollably like ocean waves.

The waves crash against the sky, and one can see the magnificent landscape and the myriad aspects of human life reflected in Ying Zheng's eyes.

Ying Zheng's voice was calm, but also arrogant and intimidating!
A sword that cuts through eternity, a pair of fists that suppress the past, present, and future!
These words resonated far and wide; even the three ancestors of the human race couldn't help but turn their heads to look.

After saying this, Ying Zheng stood up and turned to walk out of the Fire Cloud Cave.

"Where are you going?" Shennong asked.

"I want to go to the Central Plains, the place where the human race's fortune is most abundant. I want to spread knowledge and teach there, and I want to lead the human race to rise in the world!"

Ying Zheng said, "This is destined to be a difficult path. Even with the support of the Daoist temple and the protection of my master, it will still be extremely dangerous."

The slightest misstep could lead to total defeat and utter ruin.

"If you lose."

"I will wrap your body and send you back to your hometown."

The Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan stepped forward and said very seriously that he had too many reasons not to leave this place.

It's not that I don't want to leave, it's that I can't leave!

Humanity needs pioneers to expand its territory, but it cannot do without guardians to hold the rear!
"No need. I have traveled far and wide. The ancient Qin Dynasty has been destroyed. Where is not home? Where I die, where I am buried, all the green mountains under heaven are the land of my people."

Ying Zheng sensed the predicament and helplessness of the three ancestors and said this calmly before walking out of the Fire Cloud Cave and leaving without looking back.

The figure dressed in black and gold walked further and further away until it gradually disappeared from sight.

Inside the Fire Cloud Cave, the two ancestors exchanged a glance and remained silent for a long time.

It is unknown how much time passed before another voice came from the deepest part of the Fire Cloud Cave.

Fuxi, one of the last three great ancestors of mankind, appeared.

That was also an old man, with gray hair, an extremely powerful aura, and unparalleled majesty.

When he appeared, it seemed that all the stars in the heavens trembled, kneeling and trembling before him, falling like dust.

"That's all."

"Let's look for an opportunity to come out of seclusion."

"Since both Buddhism and the Heavenly Court are vying for fortune, striving for millennia of prosperity and to survive countless eons..." (End of Chapter)