After One Eon ground on, Ying Zheng had finally achieved it—
Under all heaven, was there any land that was not the king's soil? Within the borders, was there anyone who was not the king's subject?
Yet Immortal Qin's sustained high-pressure rule had left every living being under heaven fearing for their safety.
The law of collective punishment ran rampant, with entire nine-clan families implicated at the slightest provocation.
Even speaking required the utmost caution. Speech was extremely restricted, and no one could endure it forever.
Fusu was kind-hearted and deeply dissatisfied with his Imperial Father's book burning and harsh-rule policies.
He secretly allied himself with old court officials and upheld Confucianism's path of benevolent governance. Though he harbored no rebellious intent, this still became the cause of internal division and the rift between father and son.
Hu Hai was foolish and dull-witted, yet intoxicated by the lust for power. Under Zhao Gao's subtle instigation, he secretly resented his Imperial Father for favoring Fusu, and his venomous hatred had long taken deep root.
The Immortal Qin army's iron-blooded soul, once peerless as it swept across the Earth Immortal Realm, had gradually dispersed beneath the erosion of endless years.
All things in the world ultimately could not escape the cycle of Reincarnation.
Even a Human Dao Dynasty whose might oppressed heaven and earth could not leap beyond this fated cycle.
The strongest fortresses were often breached from within.
The Heavenly Dao cycled, Humanity Dao changed; none of it was within human control.
By this day, Ancestral Human Emperor Ying Zheng's heavenly mandate had run out, and his fortune was about to collapse...
Above the Xianyang Palace battlements, Ying Zheng sensed Human Race Fortune frantically draining away like a river bursting through its banks.
Imperial Might surged around him, yet he no