Da Qin: Conquer all heavens and all realms

Reborn in the universe, the land of gods.

Ever since the day when the Lord of Gods easily expelled the "outlaws" of the Qin Dynasty with a single wave of his finger, this territory that had been dominated by the gods for countless epochs has once again regained its former tranquility and pride.

In the eyes of those high and mighty gods, the so-called "invasion" was nothing but a farce.

A mortal from a lower universe, relying on some strange magic weapons and luck, managed to kill a few upstarts who had just become gods, and then thought he could challenge the majesty of theocracy. This was simply a pipe dream.

The God’s action is the best proof.

With just one finger, the world is decided.

This is the unbridgeable gap between gods and mortals.

In the center of the Divine Land, in the "Pantheon" suspended above the Nine Heavens, the atmosphere is even more relaxed and comfortable.

Divine light flowed in the hall, and ethereal music was heard. Countless gods were either tasting divine wine or discussing Taoism. They were full of disdain and mockery towards the "First Emperor" who was casually dismissed by the gods.

"I thought you were some formidable figure, but you're nothing more than a silver-plated spearhead, all show and no substance." A thunder god, wielding a thunder scepter, sneered, "In our past life universe, you dare to claim to be the law? You're truly a laughing stock."

"That's right," a graceful Moon God chuckled softly, "His tricks might be able to fool people in those lesser universes, but in the real divine realm, they're like children playing house. Absolutely ridiculous."

"Hmph, if it weren't for the Lord God's mercy, considering his difficult cultivation, he would have been annihilated by that one finger." An armored war god snorted coldly, "Now he has fled back to his hometown with his tail between his legs, which is quite sensible. I hope he can behave himself, otherwise, he won't be so lucky next time."

The gods were talking among themselves, their words filled with the arrogance of a superior and contempt for Ying Zheng.

In their eyes, the God is a symbol of invincibility and the cornerstone of the afterlife universe. As long as the God exists, the order of the afterlife universe will never be shaken.

However, they did not know that beneath the calm surface, a terrifying storm that could overturn everything was quietly gathering.

At this moment, the Pantheon's protective formation, the "Divine Barrier" composed of countless divine symbols and said to be able to withstand cosmic-level attacks, suddenly made a "sizzling" sound, as if it was under some unimaginable pressure.

The smiles of all the gods in the temple froze instantly.

They looked up in astonishment, only to see a tiny, yet heart-poundingly deep crack appearing on the incredibly solid, eternal barrier.

Within the cracks, there were no energy fluctuations, no signs of attack, only pure chaos that seemed to be able to devour everything!

"what happened?"

"Who dares to trespass into the Pantheon?"

The gods were shocked and angry. They stood up and released their powerful divine power.

However, as soon as their divine power approached the crack, it was like a drop in the ocean, and was instantly swallowed up by the chaotic power without even a ripple being created.

"This... what kind of power is this?" An ancient god who had lived for countless epochs showed unprecedented horror on his face.

In this dead silence, a hand slowly stretched out from the chaotic crack.

That hand had distinct joints, was slender and powerful. It was not as white as jade like a god's, but had a bronze texture, as if it had carried the baptism of endless years.

There is no divine light flowing on its surface, but it carries a supreme majesty that makes all gods palpitate.

Immediately afterwards, a figure stepped out from the crack.

He was dressed in a dark dragon robe and a crown with twelve tassels on his head. His face was still as young and resolute, but his deep eyes seemed no longer to be eyes, but to be two rotating chaotic star fields. Just one look at them could make one's soul sink into them.

Ying Zheng!

He is back!

Moreover, it was done in a completely different manner from last time!

"You...how could you dare to come back?" A god screamed, his voice filled with incredible fear.

Ying Zheng ignored him. His eyes calmly swept over all the gods in the hall. It was as if he was looking at a group of... lambs to be slaughtered.

There was no anger, no murderous intent, only a pure, cold, indifference that looked down upon all living things.

"Last time, I came to proclaim the law." He spoke slowly. His voice was not loud, but it was clear to the ears of every god, as if it echoed directly from the depths of their souls. "This time, I come to execute judgment."

"Arrogant!" The Thunder God roared angrily, unable to restrain himself any longer. He raised the Thunder Scepter in his hand high, and the thousands of feet of divine thunder gathered and turned into a roaring thunder dragon, carrying the breath of destroying everything, and bit down on Ying Zheng's head!

This strike is enough to shatter a star!

However, facing this earth-shattering blow, Ying Zheng didn't even blink.

He just slowly raised his right hand.

In his palm, the chaotic light - "Huang" appeared again.

It was no longer a ball of light, but turned into the shape of a sword.

A simple and unpretentious long sword, as if condensed from the first wisp of chaotic energy at the beginning of the universe.

There was no sharp edge or tip on the sword, only chaos, as if it could cut off all concepts and erase all existence.

"shortage."

Ying Zheng uttered a word lightly.

The ancient sword of chaos made a slight sound.

Then he waved his hand.

There was no earth-shaking momentum, no world-destroying light.

Just a casual wave.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

The roaring thunder dragon came to a sudden halt three feet away from Ying Zheng. The divine power of thunder within it, like ice and snow under sunlight, quickly melted and disintegrated, ultimately transforming into the most fundamental chaotic energy, which was devoured by the ancient sword.

The hideous smile on Thor's face froze in an instant, replaced by endless horror.

Before he could react, a chaotic sword light had silently passed over his neck.

His divine body, his body that was said to be immortal and indestructible, was as fragile as a piece of white paper in front of the sword light.

"puff."

His head soared into the sky, and his soul was completely annihilated by the power of chaos in an instant, without even the chance of reincarnation.

A god died just like that.

Death... so simple, so clean.

The entire Pantheon fell into deathly silence.

All the gods stared with wide eyes at the headless corpse, then looked at the indifferent figure holding the Ancient Chaos Sword. A chill that emerged from the depths of their souls made them cold all over.

This... is this still the mortal who needed a law trap to kill God last time?

This is simply... a walking Chaos Demon!

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty!" Finally, a god reacted and screamed in terror.

As if they had grasped at a life-saving straw, they prayed frantically, calling out to the supreme being who had defeated Ying Zheng with a single finger.

However, this time, the God did not appear.

In other words, Ying Zheng simply didn't give him a chance to appear.

Ying Zheng's gaze fell on the deepest part of the Pantheon, on the throne that symbolized the highest power in the afterlife universe.

"I know you're watching."

"I also know that you are very powerful."

"But your time has passed."

"From this day forward, there will be no more gods in the universe."

"Only my people."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ying Zheng took a step forward, holding "Huang".

His figure instantly appeared in front of the throne.

He raised the ancient sword of chaos in his hand and gently stabbed at the throne that was condensed from countless divine powers and symbolized the pinnacle of divine power.

"Om-"

The entire universe of rebirth began to tremble violently at this moment.

The divine throne began to crumble piece by piece the moment it touched the tip of the sword, and the endless divine power contained in it was madly devoured and transformed by "Huang".

"Do not--!"

A grand and angry will finally erupted from the deepest part of the universe.

The God was completely enraged!

A terrifying divine power far exceeding the last time, enough to crush the entire universe, descended and instantly locked onto Ying Zheng.

"Ant, you are looking for death!"

The sound was like thunder from the nine heavens, exploding in the minds of every living being.

However, facing this devastating pressure, Ying Zheng smiled.

He smiled with great arrogance and confidence.

"It's you who's looking for death."

He suddenly thrust the "Huang" sword in his hand into the ground under the throne.

"In my name, with 'Huang' as my blade, I will reshape the heavens and earth and establish laws for all realms!"

"First Law: Theocracy, abolished!"

Following his command, the ancient sword of chaos that was inserted into the ground burst out with unprecedented light.

The chaotic light, like a flood bursting through a dam, instantly swept across the entire universe of rebirth.

All the gods, no matter how strong or weak, let out shrill screams at this moment.

They felt that their divinity, the source of their power for survival, was being forcibly stripped away and disintegrated by an irresistible force!

Their divine bodies are rapidly becoming mortal, and their divine powers are rapidly dissipating.

From a high and mighty God, he fell to become... a mortal!

"No! My power!"

"My godhead!"

"This is a curse! This is the most vicious curse!"

Inside the Pantheon, wailing was everywhere.

The gods who were once high and mighty were now like lost dogs, struggling in fear, but to no avail.

And Ying Zheng stood in the center of the chaotic storm, his black dragon robe rustling as he looked down at everything with an indifferent expression.

He is the executor of this trial.

He is the only legislator in this universe!

"My law is the law of nature."

"My will is the law."

"From now on, in the universe beyond, all souls are equal and subject to the law!"

His voice resounds in every corner of the universe, carrying an unquestionable and eternal majesty.

The God's angry will seemed so pale and powerless in the face of this legislative force that swept the universe. In the end, he could only roar unwillingly and retreat to the end of the universe.

He knew he lost.

Total loss.

Because what Ying Zheng wanted to destroy was not his physical body, but the foundation of his existence - theocracy!

When all living beings in the universe believe in laws rather than gods, where does this "God" come from?

The Pantheon completely collapsed.

In its place was a magnificent palace built of chaotic energy and engraved with countless golden law runes - the Judgment Hall of the Great Qin Divine Realm!

Ying Zheng sat on the imperial throne at the highest point of the hall, holding the "Huang" sword, overlooking the "former gods" below who had just lost their divine power and had deathly pale faces.

The corner of his mouth curled up in a cold arc.

"Everyone, welcome to... my world."

A revolution against theocracy, a subversion of the entire cosmic order initiated by a mortal emperor, achieved a decisive victory at this moment.

But Ying Zheng's footsteps were far from stopping.

His gaze had penetrated the barriers of the afterlife universe and was cast towards the more distant and mysterious...the origin of all the heavens and worlds.

Because when the tip of the sword of "Huang" had just recast the universe of rebirth, it seemed to sense a familiar breath from that ultimate place.