Da Qin: Conquer all heavens and all realms

Five thousand years was just a blink of an eye for the Kingdom of Law, which had just experienced a baptism of blood and fire.

The laws of the empire, like invisible roots, have penetrated into every corner of the known universe.

Under the meticulous management of the Tiance Mansion, exchanges between civilizations became unprecedentedly prosperous, resources were optimally allocated, and countless endangered races were reborn under the protection of the empire.

The iron hoofs of Marshal Dingyuan's Mansion have trampled on all known chaotic star fields. Any existence that dares to challenge the law will be ruthlessly wiped out. The entire universe presents an unprecedented, almost rigid order and peace.

The wise men of Qilin Pavilion are deducing the future day and night, analyzing data from all realms, and providing countless plans for the long-term development of the empire.

The people of the empire, whether they are gods, creatures, or machines, have gradually begun to adapt to this life defined by laws.

They may miss the freedom and chaos of the past, but they fear the iron fist of the empire even more. Over time, a kind of inertia called "eternity" began to quietly grow in the universe.

Everything seemed so perfect, so flawless.

Inside the Xianyang Palace, Ying Zheng sat upon the Nine Dragon Throne, eyes closed, resting his mind. His spirit had long since transcended the constraints of the flesh, becoming one with the legal network of the entire empire.

He can feel the breath of every living being, hear the pulse of every star, and see the flow of every energy.

Over the past five thousand years, his power, in harmony with the universe, has reached an unprecedented level. He is no longer just the issuer of laws; he himself is the embodiment of the law.

However, amidst this extreme tranquility, an extremely faint yet extremely glaring "noise" pierced his perception.

It didn't come from anywhere within the empire. It seemed to come from... "outside" the universe.

Ying Zheng suddenly opened his eyes, and in his pupils there was no longer the majesty of an emperor, but an almost instinctive vigilance that came from the deepest part of his being.

"coming……"

He whispered to himself, his voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard throughout the Xianyang Palace.

The next moment, Li Si, who was handling government affairs in Tiance Mansion, Bai Qi, who was reviewing the military formation in Dingyuan Mansion, Zhuge Liang, who was deducing the secrets of heaven in Qilin Pavilion, and all the high-ranking officials of the empire, including the fifteen Yuanshi Emperors and the two Daozu, all felt something and instantly turned their gazes towards the direction of Xianyang Palace.

They felt that a terrifying aura that was far beyond their imagination and made their souls shudder was seeping inward from the edge of the universe.

That is not energy, nor is it divine power, but a kind of... "sense of existence" of a higher dimension.

The universe is like a canvas stretched to its limit, with an imperceptible "crack" appearing at some unobservable point.

This crack is not a break in the physical sense, but a conceptual "tear".

It seems to be declaring that this universe is not unique and absolute. There are "other things" outside it.

"Om-!"

The space and time of the entire universe let out a groan as if it could not bear the heavy burden.

Then, the "crack" began to expand.

There were no earth-shattering explosions, no devastating energy surges. Everything happened silently, yet with a despairing sense of fate.

Five figures slowly "walked" out from the crack.

Yes, it’s “go”.

They did not fly or travel through space, they simply took a step forward, but this step crossed the dimension of the universe and descended directly into reality.

Unlike the five blurry, majestic but slightly illusory clones at the beginning, what descended at this moment were their true bodies!

Their appearance can no longer be described in any known language.

One of them is composed entirely of pure "logic".

His body was made up of countless flowing, coldly glowing geometric symbols and formulas. Every breath he took seemed to rewrite the physical laws of the universe.

Wherever he passed, the structure of space began to become unstable and the form of matter began to become blurred, as if it could be analyzed and reconstructed by his "logic" at any time.

The other was an endless "chaos." He had no fixed form, like a black swamp that was constantly rolling and swallowing everything.

Any light, any energy, any matter that comes near him will be instantly assimilated and transformed into chaos. He is the opposite of order, the ultimate embodiment of increasing entropy.

The third one is an "artist".

His body is composed of countless extremely gorgeous yet extremely contradictory colors and lines.

With every step he took, the void beneath his feet would bloom with heart-wrenching paintings, some depicting the splendor of creation, while others depicted the poignant beauty of destruction.

His existence itself is an extreme distortion of all concepts such as "beauty" and "ugliness", "life" and "death".

The fourth one is a "silent giant".

He was ten thousand feet tall, and his entire body was made of a gray substance that was neither gold nor stone. There were no unnecessary patterns on his body, only the purest and most condensed "existence" itself.

He stood there like a cosmic tombstone, emitting a suffocating, eternal sense of annihilation. His power was not used to destroy, but to "end."

The last one was also the one who looked the most "normal." He was dressed in a plain gray robe and had an ordinary face, like the most ordinary creature in the universe.

But his eyes were like a deep starry sky, as if reflecting the birth and death of countless universes.

When he looked over, the fifteen Yuanshi Emperors, the two Daozu, and even Ying Zheng, all felt that everything about themselves, including the past, present, and future, was in his sight, with nothing hiding from him.

When the five true bodies descended, the laws of the entire known universe began to become disordered.

Time began to flow backwards in certain areas; space began to fold in certain areas; energy began to become violent and disordered.

Under the impact of these five true body auras, the empire's legal network made a "sizzling" sound, as if it would collapse at any time.

"Such a strong aura..." The face of the Galaxy Taoist was solemn. The laws of time and space that he was proud of seemed so fragile in front of the aura of annihilation of the fourth "Silent Colossus".

"This... this is no longer the power of our dimension." Taichu Daozu muttered to himself. He felt that his own Dao was beginning to become unstable in the face of the distortion of the third "artist".