A Minor Soldier of Immortal Qin
How large had the First Emperor Realm originally been?
With a million Immortal Qin iron cavalry living there, it had already been somewhat cramped.
After all, within that ancient city of Xianyang lived a full million families. Every elite soldier had brought along their entire family.
Calling it cramped might have been an exaggeration, but after its revival, it certainly could not be called spacious.
After all, the Old Qin people from two thousand years ago had not been accustomed to living in pigeonholes.
The residences of the many generals, ministers, and officials also occupied no small amount of land.
Yet now, it had expanded by hundreds or even thousands of times. Even if there were a hundred times more Old Qin people, there would still be more than enough room.
Wang Tong looked out and saw mountain ranges rising one after another, rivers flowing through the land, their rushing waters roaring loudly. Compared to the First Emperor Realm's former gloom, like some sinister tomb, it was simply beyond comparison!
The only flaw was that the starlight had grown increasingly dim.
Xu Fu was also stunned.
Though he had slumbered beneath Fusang Island, he knew the First Emperor Realm's former condition. Seeing it now, he could not help but sigh inwardly.
Two thousand years ago, the gap between him and this Imperial Preceptor had already been unimaginably vast. Now, not only had it not narrowed, it had grown even wider.
His awe naturally deepened further.
"This is Creation of Heaven and Earth..."
Wang Tong shook his head and walked toward the Imperial Preceptor. Faintly, he heard the Imperial Preceptor say that one sun was still lacking, and could not help but shudder.
"Imperial Preceptor, how did you accomplish this?"
Xu Fu could not help