Above Xianyang City, Styx withdrew his gaze from the West. "They really are restless!"
He shook his head again. Let them be. How could the unchanging Great Wilderness continue to develop?
For the moment, he turned his attention back to Ying Zheng atop the Altar of Heaven.
Ying Zheng remained as calm and unruffled as before, but the might radiating from him had grown increasingly terrifying.
It pressed down on the many spectators below until they found it difficult to breathe, especially the envoys of the Myriad Races who harbored ulterior motives.
At this moment, they were even more terrified, wishing they could shrink into a corner for fear that Ying Zheng would notice them.
At the same time, they were secretly relieved. Fortunately, their clan leaders were still hesitating and had not put their plans into action.
Otherwise, they might have ended up like the great powers beneath the altar today, unable to utter even a sound.
Just as everyone was about to reach their limit and completely prostrate themselves beneath Ying Zheng's pressure, he finally spoke again.
"Unconvinced? My position as Human Emperor was won step by step through slaughter amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood."
"My Great Qin, too, advanced bit by bit, rising from humble beginnings to where it is today."
"My position has received the acknowledgment of the Human Dao and the recognition of Heaven and Earth. How could any of you question it?"
Ying Zheng's gaze swept across the suppressed Primordial Chaos Golden Immortals, his voice cold.
"Our Great Wilderness is currently surrounded by external enemies. Instead of thinking about developing the Great Wilderness and doing your part for it, you have chosen to hinder me here."
"Since this is your first offense, and today is also the day of my formal