Reviving the First Emperor of Another World

The Rat Talisman in his hand shot out and stuck directly to the First Emperor of the Empire statue's chest.

As its miraculous power erupted, the Rat Talisman gradually merged into the statue, while the dust-covered figure moved slightly.

Majestic and imposing, he wore golden armor and carried a magnificent longsword studded with all manner of gemstones at his waist. When his eyes opened, aside from a trace of confusion, they were filled with pride.

"...Didn't I die?"

Xiao Zhen smiled and applauded. "Welcome back to the world of the living. It has been roughly a thousand years since you founded the Empire."

"Is that so? Then who are you? If I am not mistaken, this should be my resting place!"

When he had sensed that his life was nearing its end, he had not only poured immense effort into forging Imperial Arms across the land, but had also built a vast Imperial Mausoleum.

It was filled with mechanisms and traps. Even ten Imperial Arm users would have suffered heavy losses before reaching the main burial chamber.

Xiao Zhen felt that this man was a little too arrogant. Though that was understandable, he had no intention of catering to a weakling's pride.

While Tatsumi and the others were still astonished that the First Emperor had actually been resurrected, Ieyasu, who had been stuffing gold bricks into his clothes nonstop, dropped onto his backside.

As natives of this world, they naturally held the First Emperor, who had founded the Empire with his own hands, in absolute awe. Even the surrounding foreign tribes would tremble at the mere mention of his name.

But none of that affected Xiao Zhen, who had come from the Dou Qi Continent. By his Soul Power's assessment, the resurrected First Emperor was at most a Dou Wang,