Qin Dynasty: I am the First Emperor, starting with the Moon Goddess.

"You should take care of your own things first."

Only then did Bibi Dong see that her teacher was frozen in mid-air, radiating an aura of fear.

Then, memories from before falling into a coma quickly surfaced.

A layer of mist slowly welled up in her clear, bright eyes, as if her heart had been torn apart.

My most respected teacher actually tried to harm me?!

At that moment, Bibi Dong felt as if the sky had collapsed.

"Teacher...you..."

Crystalline tears rolled down her beautiful cheeks, like pear blossoms in the rain.

Qian Xunji seemed to have regained some of his senses, facing Bibi Dong's incredulous gaze.

He couldn't help but roar, as if venting his fear.

"The Spirit Hall has poured so many resources into you!!"

"How can you face the Spirit Hall?!"

"This is the result you deserve!"

Bibi Dong looked dazed, hugging her knees, completely unaware that her smooth, soft flesh was being squeezed so tightly it was about to spill out.

Ying Zheng coughed lightly and looked away.

Qian Xunji continued to roar incessantly, his body trembling with fear.

"Damn!!"

"……five".

Chapter 213 Surrender or Die

Having almost been violated by her most trusted teacher, Bibi Dong was extremely depressed at this moment.

In the empty, secret room, Qian Xunji's fierce shouts echoed.

After a while, Bibi Dong wiped away the hot tears from the corners of her eyes, looked up at Ying Zheng, and nodded gratefully.

"Thank you for your help!"

His clear and innocent eyes turned deep and thoughtful, as if he had matured instantly.

"It's alright, I'll just do it whenever I feel like it."

Ying Zheng nodded slightly. As expected of the empress who almost unified the continent, she had an extraordinary will.

Bibi Dong gathered up her skirt, covering her silk-stockinged legs, and her demeanor became dignified and imposing.

"I won't beat around the bush. Please feel free to make any requests you may have."

A powerful figure who could suppress a Super Douluo with a mere casual gesture.

She didn't believe that the other party had only saved her out of kindness and had offended the Spirit Hall for no reason.

Seeing that Bibi Dong had become wary, Ying Zheng couldn't help but find it somewhat amusing.

With a flick of his finger, he imprinted the mark of slavery on Qian Xunji.

Then, looking at Bibi Dong, he smiled:

"What I want, I will take myself."

Bibi Dong narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, her expression wary as she pressed on with the question:

what do you want?

"The whole world."

Hearing Ying Zheng's nonchalant tone, Bibi Dong was almost amused, but then she remembered his strength and quickly suppressed her laughter.

"Your Excellency has lofty ambitions..."

Ying Zheng ignored Bibi Dong's expression and, with a thought, captured Qian Xunji.

Looking at the other person's face contorted with fear, Ying Zheng couldn't help but chuckle.

"Let's start with the Spirit Hall!"

Sensing Ying Zheng's aura, Qian Xunji immediately knelt down, his expression devout and respectful, and said:

"Yes! Master!"

Bibi Dong felt like the world had collapsed. Her pretty face was filled with horror, and her rosy lips opened and closed, unable to utter a word.

"T-Teacher, what's wrong with you...?"

A dignified Super Douluo, the Pope of the Spirit Hall, Qian Xunji actually knelt down and acknowledged himself as his master?!

Ying Zheng smiled and explained, "Oh, I forgot to tell you, your teacher is already a slave."

Only then did Bibi Dong see clearly the strange runes that were gradually disappearing between Qian Xunji's eyebrows.

"Who the hell are you?!"

Bibi Dong's eyes flickered with terror, and she gasped for breath rapidly through her nostrils.

At that moment, she was truly afraid.

Qian Xunji was already a powerful figure standing at the pinnacle of the world, but in the blink of an eye, she became the slave of the man before her.

Ying Zheng did not answer, but directed Qian Xunji to walk out of the secret chamber.

"Convene a high-level meeting."

Qian Xunji's face remained expressionless. "Yes!"

Seeing this scene, Bibi Dong felt a chill run up from the soles of her feet.

The Spirit Hall is finished...

Unless an angel is summoned to descend to earth, no one can stop this man.

Soon, the urgent tolling of bells echoed throughout Wuhun City.

Upon hearing the bell, all the high-ranking officials' expressions changed drastically, and they rushed towards the Martial Soul Temple.

Thousand Streams, Golden Strike, Thousand Jun...

All seven chief deities were present.

As soon as Qian Daoliu landed, he asked, "What happened?! Why was the highest level of warning issued?"

The others also looked over.

Qian Xunji completely ignored them, rose from the throne, and stood respectfully before Ying Zheng.

"Reporting to the master, all the key personnel have arrived!"

Everyone was stunned by Qian Xunji's obsequious manner, their faces filled with disbelief.

This is the Pope of the Spirit Hall!

It actually recognizes someone as its master?!

Qian Daoliu looked at Ying Zheng, and with just one glance, he felt as if a mountain was pressing down on his back, making it hard to breathe.

"So strong~"

Qian Daoliu's eyes flashed wildly, and his body tensed up, like prey being targeted by a hunter.

"This person possesses an incredibly powerful aura, a powerhouse unlike any I've ever seen before."

Golden Crocodile Douluo gasped, feeling an urge to kneel and submit.

"Go back!"

Ying Zheng waved his hand dismissively, and Qian Xunji respectfully stood behind him.

"Gentlemen, submit to me, or die!"

"Pick one!"

A cold, indifferent gaze swept over them, and everyone couldn't help but tremble with fear.

No one questioned Ying Zheng's arrogance, because they couldn't even withstand the opponent's momentum.

Not to mention resistance.

Qian Daoliu activated his soul power, and the Angelic Martial Soul erupted with brilliant holy light.

"You're too arrogant!!"

Countless rays of light burst forth, and surging waves of soul power shattered the temple.

The true form of the angel, imbued with a trace of the angel god's aura, is extremely powerful. Qian Daoliu is confident that he is invincible below the level of a god.

Ying Zheng yawned, looking at the huge phantom of an angel in the sky.

"It looks pretty intimidating~"

As he finished speaking, he lightly waved his sleeve, and the terrifying angelic form transformed into countless points of light.