Da Qin: Conquer all heavens and all realms

The Great Qin Heavenly Court exploded like a supernova in the center of the heavens and myriad worlds. Its brilliance and pressure made it impossible for all beings to avoid its gaze.

Xianyang Palace, this magnificent palace standing at the core of the "heaven on earth", is no longer just a symbol of power on earth, it has become the legislative, judicial and administrative center of the entire universe.

Every day, memorials from countless worlds gather in the Department of Justice like snowflakes, and are then sorted and classified by the officials of the Department of Justice and presented to Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng, the Emperor of All Realms, began to be busier than ever before.

Not only does he have to deal with the daily affairs of the human world and the heavens, but he also has to adjudicate major cases that occur in the heavens and across the world.

From the dispute between two immortal sects over the blessed land of the cave, to the heinous crime of a demon head slaughtering all the creatures in the world, to the war between different civilizations caused by cultural differences, everything will eventually converge on his desk.

He is the supreme judge, the supreme arbitrator, and the ultimate maintainer of the entire cosmic order.

However, just when the rule of the Qin Dynasty seemed as solid as a rock, a huge crisis lurking in the dark, capable of subverting everything, was quietly brewing.

This crisis did not come from a powerful enemy, but from the dragon vein, the foundation of the empire created by Ying Zheng himself.

Since the Qin Dynasty unified the known territory, the dragon veins have been refined by Ying Zheng with supreme magic power, turning them into pillars supporting the "heaven on earth".

Later, as he conquered the heavens, every time he conquered a world, he would integrate the original destiny of that world into the dragon veins of the Great Qin.

Today, this dragon vein is vast and boundless, running through countless dimensions. Its power is so great that it is enough to support a huge empire spanning the heavens.

But, everything has its limits.

The dragon veins gather the original fortunes of too many worlds, as well as the causes and effects, resentments, and even the "will" of countless worlds.

These complex and chaotic forces were able to remain stable under the suppression of Ying Zheng's supreme divine power.

But once there is the slightest negligence, it will erupt like a volcano, and the consequences will be unimaginable.

At this moment, in the deepest part of the dragon vein, in the "Chaos Sea" where Ying Zheng himself set up many restrictions, a consciousness that had been dormant for who knows how many tens of thousands of years was being disturbed by the "laws" and "order" of the Qin Heavenly Court, and was slowly awakening.

This consciousness does not belong to any world. It is more like a collection of "concepts" - it is "chaos" itself, the embodiment of "disorder", and the residual will of the primordial chaos before the birth of all worlds.

It has no form, no good or evil, only one most primitive instinct - to return everything to its original, disordered chaotic state.

The laws of the Great Qin Heavenly Court are poisonous to it; the order of the Great Qin Heavenly Court is a shackle to it.

The more Ying Zheng strengthened the laws and consolidated the order, the more he stimulated this chaotic will and awakened it from its slumber.

All this was unknown to Ying Zheng, as he was immersed in the grand ambition of building a perfect empire.

On this day, the Xianyang Palace once again held a court meeting for all realms.

What is different from the past is that the theme of today's court meeting is not to discuss state affairs, but "the coming of all immortals to pay homage."

Since the establishment of the Great Qin Heavenly Court, the implementation of laws, and the start of reincarnation, countless cultivators scattered across the heavens and all realms, whether they are humans, demons, immortals, or monsters, have felt that a new era is coming.

In the past, they practiced cultivation to achieve transcendence, longevity, and freedom. But now, they discovered that simply possessing great power was no longer enough.

They must abide by the "rules of heaven" and register with the "Department of Justice". Their life and death are also controlled by the "Fengdu Underworld".

This made them feel constrained, but it also opened their eyes to unprecedented opportunities. A unified, stable, and orderly environment was truly precious to spiritual practice.

There will no longer be infighting among sects that are on the verge of collapse, no longer be rampant demons that plunder at will, resources can be distributed fairly, and Taoism can be communicated openly.

So, under Ying Zheng's call, countless monks embarked on the road to the "heaven on earth". They wanted to witness this new era with their own eyes, and also to seek a place for themselves and their sects in this new era.

Today is the day when the first group of "Ten Thousand Immortals" representatives who arrived in Xianyang will officially come to the court for an audience.

Ying Zheng sat high on the dragon throne, flanked by civil and military officials. Founding fathers like Li Si, Meng Tian, ​​Wang Jian, and Bai Qi all wore solemn expressions.

"Announce, all the immortal representatives, enter the palace to meet the emperor!"

As the master of ceremonies sang loudly, the door of the hall slowly opened.

The first people who walked in were not the immortals as imagined, but a group of monks with different appearances and mixed auras.

There are Taoist masters wearing Taoist robes and three long beards; there are great saints of the demon clan with green faces, fangs and fierce aura; there are giants of the magic path with demonic energy surrounding them and defiant eyes; there are even a few "monks" from technological civilization wearing strange mechas.

Each of them was once a powerful person who dominated a certain area and was the top existence in their respective worlds.

But at this moment, they were walking on the central avenue leading to Xianyang Palace, restraining all their breath, with expressions of awe and tension.

Because they could clearly feel that the figure sitting high on the dragon throne exuded a kind of pressure that transcended personal cultivation and belonged to the "Way of Heaven" itself.

Under such pressure, any thought of resistance would be instantly suppressed.

"Your Majesty, I pay my respects to His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven! Long live His Majesty! Long live His Majesty! Long, long live His Majesty!"

All the cultivators, whether they were humans, demons, immortals or monsters, knelt on the ground in unison and performed the ritual of three kneelings and nine kowtows.

The sounds gathered into a torrent, echoing in the Xianyang Palace, shocking everyone.

"Stand up." Ying Zheng's voice was calm and majestic.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

All the monks stood up, lowered their heads, and did not dare to look directly at the emperor.

Ying Zheng's gaze swept across the crowd below, a flicker of satisfaction in his eyes. This was exactly the effect he desired. To make all the powerful understand one truth: in the Great Qin Heavenly Court, power must serve order.

"You are all the elites of the heavens and myriad realms, leaders in cultivation. Today, you have gathered in my Xianyang Palace, and my heart is filled with joy." Ying Zheng spoke slowly. "I established the Heavenly Court, established laws, and governed reincarnation, not to constrain you, but to create for you, and for all the people of the world, an era of prosperity unprecedented in history."

"In the past, the path of cultivation was filled with thorns. You fought for a spiritual treasure, leaving rivers of blood, or you left corpses strewn across the fields to seize a cave. I cannot bear to see such barbaric acts again."

"From today on, I will redefine the rules of cultivation!"

Ying Zheng's voice suddenly rose, with unquestionable determination.

"I have established the 'Heavenly Secrets Pavilion' to maintain a register of all cultivators. All cultivators must be registered with the Pavilion, their backgrounds recorded, their merits and demerits noted, and their ranks determined. This is 'rectification of names'!"

"I have established the 'Heavenly Law Department' to oversee the methods of cultivation. All combat, alchemy, weapon refinement, and formation deployment are governed by laws and regulations. Unprovoked killing, plundering of resources, and destruction of the foundations of the world are prohibited. Violators will be punished by the Heavenly Law! This is 'righteous conduct'!"

"I have established the 'Meritorious Service Hall' to reward merit. You practitioners can use your knowledge to serve the Great Qin Heavenly Court. Whether expanding territory, vanquishing demons, delving into the Dao, or educating the people. All those who achieve merit will receive merit, which can be exchanged for elixirs, magical weapons, techniques, and even... the position of Immortal Official! This is the 'Righteous Fruit'!"

"Right name, right conduct, right result!"

Ying Zheng clearly conveyed the three core policies to every monk present, word by word.

"What I want is not a group of scattered monks, but an organized, disciplined, and faithful army of heaven! What I want is not your personal freedom, but long-term peace and stability for all the heavens and myriad worlds!"

Ying Zheng's words were like thunder, exploding in the hearts of all the cultivators.

Registration? Rank? This made them feel like they were being registered as ordinary citizens.

Heavenly laws? Rules? It made them feel like their hands and feet were tied.

Merit? Reward? This opened up a new path to a higher level than ever before!

For a moment, a huge wave of emotion surged within all the monks. They looked at each other, their eyes filled with shock, confusion, struggle, and a hint of...uncontrollable excitement.

At this moment, an old Taoist priest trembled as he stepped out, knelt on the ground, and chanted loudly: "Your Majesty is wise! I am the leader of the Qingyun Sect in the Qingyun Realm. I have practiced for eight thousand years and have witnessed countless sects destroyed by internal strife and countless geniuses falling due to competition. The rules established by Your Majesty are truly a move to restore order! Our Qingyun Sect is willing to follow Your Majesty's lead and be the first to register with the Tianji Pavilion!"

With the first one, there will be the second one.

A great demon sage stepped forward and boomed, "Your Majesty! I am the Red Flame Lion King of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains! We demons are free-spirited and hate restrictions! But I also understand that without rules, there can be no order! In the past, we demons were hunted by those famous and upright sects, and our lives were miserable. Now that Your Majesty has established a just law, I trust Your Majesty! We, the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains, are willing to submit to the Heavenly Court!"

Immediately afterwards, a great master of the demonic path also laughed sinisterly and said, "Haha, Your Majesty, the Heavenly Emperor, we demonic cultivators have always been unacceptable to the world. Your Majesty does not care about background, but only judges merits and demerits. We admire this broad-mindedness. We, the Blood Soul Sect, are willing to serve Your Majesty at our utmost and use our demonic powers to wipe out all rebellion for Your Majesty!"

For a time, voices of support rose one after another. Whether they were from the righteous path, the demonic clan, or the devilish path, they were all moved by the blueprint outlined by Ying Zheng. They saw an opportunity, a chance to break free from their past fate, gain a new life, and even reach a higher level.

Ying Zheng watched the passionate scene below, his lips curled up slightly. He knew that taming these unruly cultivators would be more difficult than conquering ten worlds. But if he succeeded, they would become the most solid foundation of the Great Qin Heavenly Court.

"Good! Good! Good!" Ying Zheng uttered the word "good" three times in a row, his eyes full of praise. "I am very pleased that you can see the big picture. Pass on my decree: all the sects that come to the court to pay homage today will be given the plaque of "Certified Sect of Heaven", and their leaders will be given the position of "Protector of Heaven", ranked among the immortals, and enjoy the salary of Heaven!"

"Long live my emperor! Long live! Long live!"

Thunderous cheers resounded throughout the Xianyang Palace once again.

Ten thousand immortals came to pay homage to the king.

At this moment, Ying Zheng's gaze inadvertently swept towards the depths of the earth.

He felt that the Great Qin Dragon Vein seemed to... have an extremely weak but extremely dangerous throbbing.

It was a chaotic, rooted urge to tear everything apart.

Ying Zheng frowned slightly, and a sinister premonition flashed through his mind.

This thought only flashed through his mind before he suppressed it.

He, Ying Zheng, is the first emperor who created the eternal world!

It is the Emperor of Heaven who holds the law!

He is the Lord of Hell who dominates reincarnation!

No matter if it is God, Buddha, demon, or even the world itself, anyone who dares to challenge his order will be crushed by him personally!

"Retreat!"

Ying Zheng collected his thoughts and announced majestically.

Ten thousand immortals paid homage and all officials withdrew.