Da Qin: Conquer all heavens and all realms

The earth-shaking confrontation at the Eternal Core finally came to an end in an almost inconclusive way.

The Chaos Dao Master didn't ask further questions, and Ying Zheng couldn't prove it. The forcibly torn rift leading to the eternal universe quickly closed under the immense repulsive force, as if it had never existed. But every Dao Master who witnessed it knew that something had changed forever.

The way they looked at Ying Zheng became complex and profound. It was no longer a condescending scrutiny, but a kind of inquiry mixed with fear, curiosity, and a hint of... awe.

This emperor from the low-dimensional universe was like a stubborn stone thrown into a calm lake. Although it was eventually bounced off, it stirred up ripples in the center of the lake that would never dissipate.

Ying Zheng returned to the Qin fleet covered in wounds.

He attempted to activate the system, consuming vast quantities of Luck to repair his injuries, but discovered that the wounds, originating from the Eternal Universe, carried a repulsive force rooted in the Supreme Law. The system's power could only barely maintain his vitality, but could not completely eradicate it. Every time he forced it, it seemed to tear at his own foundation.

He understood that if he wanted to heal this injury, he could only rely on himself and his own strength to understand and comply with the rules at that level.

So, for the next hundred years, Ying Zheng fell into obscurity.

From the 128th year of the First Emperor's calendar to the 228th year of the First Emperor's calendar.

For a whole century, the Qin Dynasty, which once swept across the world with thundering force, seemed to have entered a dormant period.

They no longer actively challenged those legendary transcendental forces, but instead turned all their energy inward.

Ying Zheng locked himself in the star map of the Xianyang Palace, recalling over and over again the moment of enlightenment he had when he came into contact with the eternal universe.

It is an experience that cannot be described in words. It is a torrent of civilization, order, logic and rules, and the crystallization of wisdom accumulated over countless cosmic eras.

He tried to draw even the slightest bit of nourishment from it to make up for the deficiencies in his own foundation.

At the same time, he did not give up his yearning for an eternal universe.

During this century, he tried seven times, using different methods and angles to try to knock on that door again.

Sometimes, he used the ultimate power of Qin Law to try to force his way through with the will of the law.

Sometimes, he used the Dao methods of the Three Pure Realms to try to sneak in quietly in the form of "Tao".

Sometimes, he even connected himself with the Qin fleet and the national destiny of hundreds of millions of Qin people, and attacked with the power of the entire civilization.

However, the results were no exception.

Every time, when he was about to touch the edge of that world, a more terrifying and absolute force would descend.

That power had no form, no will, as if it was the most instinctive rejection reaction of the universe itself, swatting him back mercilessly like swatting a fly.

Every time he was bounced back, his injuries worsened. Later on, even without the system's prompts, he could clearly feel the essence of his life being slowly eroded by that force.

As a result, his cultivation stagnated and remained stuck at the peak of the Dao Lord realm, unable to advance any further.

Until one day in the 220th year of the First Emperor's calendar, when he was severely injured for the seventh time and the blood he spat out was tinged with a faint golden starlight, Ying Zheng finally stopped.

He stood in front of the porthole of the starship, looking at the vast sea of ​​stars outside, and for the first time, a trace of... fatigue and helplessness appeared in his eyes.

He got it.

With his current strength, trying to forcibly impact the eternal universe is like hitting a rock with an egg.

It was not a battle that could be won by courage and wisdom, but an insurmountable chasm. He was like a baby who had just learned to walk, but wanted to challenge a towering mountain.

"I... was too impatient."

Ying Zheng muttered to himself, with a hint of self-mockery in his voice.

He turned and looked back at the vast Milky Way star map. On the map, the area representing the Great Qin territory was just a faint speck of light a thousand light-years in diameter. Compared to the magnificent canvas of the Milky Way, which spanned a hundred thousand light-years, it seemed pitifully small.

"The foundation... is still too weak."

He finally figured it out. The reason the eternal universe was so powerful and its repulsive force so terrifying was because it represented a higher-dimensional "reality."

If you want to get in there, you can't rely on brute force, but you have to make yourself and the civilization you represent reach that level of "reality".

To reach that level, he needed to accumulate. Accumulate vast resources, accumulate tremendous luck, and accumulate enough foundation to support a civilization transcending dimensions!

His gaze shifted from the distant and ethereal eternal universe to the vast and real Milky Way before him.

"Preach my will."

Ying Zheng's voice regained its former calmness and domineering tone, but it was less impatient and more profound.

"All forces attack, target the core area of ​​the Milky Way."

"Fight to support war, and establish a nation through law. Whenever you encounter a civilization, first educate them with the Qin Law. Those who follow it will prosper, while those who resist will perish."

"What I want is not conquest, but integration. I want to turn the entire galaxy into the foundation of the Great Qin, and into the ladder to the eternal universe!"

A century of silence, and a resurgence.

This time, Ying Zheng’s target is no longer those detached Taoist masters, but the countless vibrant civilizations in this sea of ​​stars.

The Great Qin's war machine roared into life once again. Like a flood bursting through a dam, the dark fleets surged from their thousand-light-year-long borders, sweeping deeper into the Milky Way.

At first, the war process was as dull as Ying Zheng had expected.

Most of the civilizations on the outskirts of the Milky Way are technological civilizations. They possess sturdy starships, powerful energy weapons, and sophisticated warfare logic.

But in front of the Qin Dynasty's "Xuanjia Army" that integrated Taoism and technology, the resistance of these technological civilizations seemed pale and powerless.

Their energy shields were like paper in front of the Qin army monks' spells.

Their superluminal fleet was like a trapped beast under the blockade of the "Zhou Tian Xing Dou Great Array".

Their precise calculations were full of loopholes due to Li Si's super-intelligent layout.

Battle after battle was almost always a one-sided massacre. The Great Qin's territory expanded at a visible rate. From one thousand light-years, to two thousand light-years, to five thousand light-years... Luck values ​​snowballed, and the system's treasury was filled with countless resources and techniques.

Ying Zheng's injuries, nourished by the vast amount of Luck, finally began to slowly heal. More importantly, as he repeatedly ruled new civilizations and integrated the Qin Law into different social structures, his understanding of "law" continued to deepen.

His cultivation, based on the peak of the Dao Lord Realm, began to become condensed and profound.

Finally, in the 225th year of the First Emperor's calendar, when he successfully integrated a fourth-level technological civilization with a population of tens of billions, a brand new aura burst out from his body.

His way is no longer simply the way of emperors or the way of killing, but has truly begun to integrate the "way of civilization" and the "way of order."

His realm has broken through!

From the Dao Lord Realm, he entered the legendary realm of the master of the universe and all worlds - the Realm Lord Realm!