Qin Yu furrowed his eyebrows together and his ice cold eyes landed on Emperor Ying. As a supreme being of the world, although he had used a shortcut of borrowing the strength of his empire’s national destiny, he was still a person who had broken past the boundaries of life and death. When he summoned the power of his empire’s national destiny, he was actually no weaker than Qin Yu.

It had to be known that what Qin Yu used right now was the inherited supernatural arts of the Ancient race. It was a technique that summoned a trace of the will of the Ancient ancestors.

“Demon Sovereign, I am the Qin Empire and the Qin Empire is me! You can give up any idea of stepping into Xianyang!” Emperor Ying shouted, his voice reverberating through the heavens and earth.

“Long live Your Majesty!”

“Long live Your Majesty!”

“Long live Your Majesty!”

Atop the city walls, the million strong Qin Empire Cavalry bellowed. The massive Qin Empire...