"This is my full-strength strike!?"
Qin Feng couldn't help but freeze.
Ever since he'd made his debut, he'd only ever used thirty percent of his strength against his opponents. So he had no idea just how powerful he was. He hadn't expected a single sword strike to pierce right through the Ancient Wasteland.
"What do we do? What do we do..."
After a brief daze, the rebel army began to panic.
The Qin Emperor's strength had now surpassed their understanding. One sword strike had cleaved the entire Ancient Wasteland in two. Forget the rebel army—even the entire Ancient Wasteland together would probably struggle to shake him.
"Amitabha!!"
Master San Nong raised his trembling hands and pressed his palms together, indicating that he needed a young lady to soothe his wounded soul.
The Qin Emperor's One Sword Opens Heaven's Gate had brought him a shock unlike anything he'd ever experienced, dealing an unprecedented blow to his young heart.
Only lying across a young lady's long legs and listening to a lullaby could help him fall asleep.
"The Qin Emperor's might shakes heaven and earth!!"
Mu Xiu let out a long breath, steadying his shaken heart.
He'd often imagined how terrifying the Qin Emperor would be at his peak, but even seeing it with his own eyes had left him stunned by that world-destroying spectacle.
"Brother, is he really unbeatable!?"
Qin Hao gazed at the figure in the void, his body trembling despite himself.
He'd thought that once he grew up, the gap between him and his brother would gradually close. Who could've known that things would still be just like when they were children? No matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't climb over the towering mountain that was his brother.
"Ding-dong. Congratulations, host, for making a Mythical Heavenly Chosen