Yu Huatian looked at Meng Tian. "Since the First Emperor also practiced martial arts, do you think he truly died after the Battle of Kunlun?"
Meng Tian's expression changed. "Director, you mean... His Majesty didn't die back then?"
Yu Huatian nodded. "It's only a feeling."
As he spoke, he looked up at the sky, his gaze deep. "Since the First Emperor practiced martial arts, and his strength was considerable..."
"Then why couldn't he have ascended to the Immortal Realm?"
At these words, Meng Tian suddenly became intensely excited, his entire body trembling involuntarily.
"His Majesty! His Majesty..."
He too looked up at the sky and said through gritted teeth, "If His Majesty truly isn't dead, then I must go to the Immortal Realm and beg his forgiveness in person!"
The fall of Great Qin remained his greatest regret.
Meng Tian felt he had betrayed the First Emperor's trust. Even now, given another life, he still could not let go of what had happened.
Yu Huatian shook his head. "What happened back then wasn't your fault alone. Some things will happen when their time comes. You needn't shoulder everything yourself."
Great Qin had already been tottering on the brink.
The First Emperor alone had held it up.
As long as he was there, no one dared rebel.
Yet precisely at that time, the evil race within the Kunlun Barrier had been discovered-a race capable of overturning the entire world.
Ultimately, to protect Divine Land and Great Qin, the First Emperor had been forced to fake his death and leave, when in truth he had gone to the Kunlun Barrier to battle that evil race.
Only then had those harboring ulterior motives at court found an opening, ultimately bringing about Great Qin's downfall.
Meng Tian truly could not be blamed for this.