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

"No...impossible! Are you a human or a god?!"

Qian Dao's eyes widened in horror, and he collapsed to the ground, spitting blood.

Standing beside Ying Zheng, Bibi Dong's breathing quickened again, her full breasts heaving and rippling gently.

"Even the Grand Master has been defeated!"

Her lips parted slightly as she murmured in disbelief.

Ying Zheng glanced at everyone and spoke indifferently, startling the group of Douluo who had been in shock and disorientation.

"Gentlemen, what is your choice?"

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 as if her world had collapsed. Her pretty face was filled with horror, and her rosy lips parted, 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.

"No...impossible! Are you a human or a god?!"

Qian Dao's eyes widened in horror, and he collapsed to the ground, spitting blood.

Standing beside Ying Zheng, Bibi Dong's breathing quickened again, her full breasts heaving and rippling gently.

"Even the Grand Master has been defeated!"

Her lips parted slightly as she murmured in disbelief.

Ying Zheng glanced at everyone and spoke indifferently, startling the group of Douluo who had been in shock and disorientation.

"Gentlemen, what is your choice?"

Chapter 214 Seeing Reality Clearly!

In the Spirit Hall's home turf, Qian Daoliu could almost be considered a demigod.

Even so, in the eyes of this mysterious person, they were as weak as ants.

All the worshippers present looked on in despair.

Surrender or die?