The world of Qin.

The cold wind blew the tent outside the palace.

Two lines stood outside the fence.

One line was wearing official uniforms, but was wearing zither clothes and a white towel on the outside.

The other row was a military general, wearing cold armor, without a helmet, but just a white towel.

Their eyes were all looking at the man lying on the dragon throne in the tent.

The man's face was pale, his eyes were dull, and he was sick and as if he would leave the world at any time.

But at this moment, there was still a momentum of power without anger.

It was this residual power that made the officials and generals outside the tent silent.

"After I die, you should all understand what you are going to do, right?"

The man said lightly, "The demons are not able to fight by human power, but our tribe's bloodline cannot be cut off. It's just hateful... cough cough..."

Speaking of this, the man coughed a few times.

I sighed, not knowing what I was talking about.

He looked into the distance outside the palace.

It was a strange red cloud.

"Your Majesty, I am willing to lead my last soldiers of the Qin Dynasty to defend the last level of the Great Wall."

A general stood up, his eyes flushed, and he said in a deep voice, "Never retreat!"

"It's a pity that you, Wang Jian, can still say this now...hahaha..." The man laughed, his laughter was very weak.

He waved.

It seems to agree, it seems to refuse.

"Can you hold on?" the man said lightly.

The general said nothing.

"You can't keep it." Ying Zheng shook his head, "No one in the world can keep it... Wang Jian, my bloodline of Daqin cannot be broken."

"His Majesty…"

Ying Zheng waved his hand and interrupted the latter's words. He closed his eyes and whispered: "If God gives me some time and ten thousand years, there is hope after all... is it possible?"

Ying Zheng showed a smile on his face, as if he was ridiculing himself as such a ridiculous idea.

Suddenly, Ying Zheng seemed to remember something.

In his mind, he was still confused and thought of something.

‘Forget it, they are all dying people... Why should we pay attention to those? Even the others in that group are all weird... that ancestor god...’

Thinking of this, Ying Zheng breathed slightly.

In his mind, he summoned the Great Dao Calling Chapter uploaded by the ancestral god in the chat group before.

This is what he downloaded from the chat group and the only one he downloaded.

Not much hope.

It's just because of curiosity.

"The Great Way Calls God's Chapter... This seems to be a strange scripture..."

In my mind, I open this scripture with my consciousness.

Countless symbols poured into my mind in an instant.

Ying Zheng didn't understand any of the symbols.

But what surprised Ying Zheng was that the moment these scriptures were integrated into his mind, he could understand the meaning of this scripture.

So amazing!

‘It seems that as long as you recite this scripture, that ancestor god can sense it? And be pious…’

Ying Zheng was silent for a moment.

If it were to let an emperor recite the scriptures devoutly, Ying Zheng would not even look at it.

But now...

‘Forget it…try it.’

Ying Zheng closed his eyes, murmured in his mouth, his voice weak, but his face was very pious at this moment.

That kind of piety is the piety that wants to seize the last straw.

It is even more a pious thing of hope.

At this moment, the civil servants and generals outside the tent remained silent.

Until inside the tent, an imperial physician who was serving Ying Zheng suddenly changed his face:

"Your Majesty... has passed away!"

In an instant, a man outside changed his face and his face turned gray.

Ying Zheng's aura seemed to have indeed disappeared.

No more breathing.

He is now chanting the scripture with his spiritual piousness...

at the same time.

Ancestral Realm.

A golden power of faith slowly emerged from Wang Feng's faith.

This strand of faith is very subtle, but it contains a strong emperor's aura.

The golden power of faith means that this is the son of destiny.

However, there is a bit of gray in it, which means that the master who has developed this power of faith in himself is about to die...

"So fast?"

Wang Feng was stunned.

I didn’t expect that someone in the chat group would develop the power of faith in himself so soon.

"It seems that the person is about to die. With such a strong emperor's aura, this master of the power of faith is also an emperor."

Wang Feng thought for a while, "Isn't it an ordinary emperor yet? Could it be that the person in the group who has never spoken, "Xiang Tian borrowed another ten thousand years?"

"interesting."

Wang Feng stared at this wisp of faith.

Very subtle, but very high quality.

The power of faith produced by the son of destiny is naturally extraordinary, not to mention that this destiny is an emperor.

The great emperor.

This strand of faith is very strong.

"Try injecting the Chaos Green Lotus into it first."

Wang Feng took a deep breath and he vaguely felt that the complete Chaos Green Lotus True Soul seemed to have a stronger effect now.

Wang Feng first injected this thin but extremely special power of faith into the Chaos Green Lotus.

In an instant, the Chaos Green Lotus shimmered a slight violent light.

Immediately afterwards, this strand of faith began to increase rapidly, from thin hair to instantly changing to the size of a thumb.

"grass!"

Wang Feng was stunned, "The Chaos Green Lotus can also strengthen the power of faith, no, this is not a strengthening, this is a direct increase? It's a big loss!"

Wang Feng was stunned for a long time.

The hair is thin and becomes the size of a little finger, which is quite a bit of an increase.

I had known that the power of faith I had collected from Angel Nebula before, would I directly use the Chaos Green Lotus to increase it? Wouldn't you make a big profit?

Not to mention a body of faith, ten bodies of faith can be condensed.

Even if Wang Feng only needs one, the rest of the power of faith can be used to develop the ancestral world.

Wang Feng's mouth twitched: "No wonder I just said that no matter how a little bit of faith is overflowing, it can open the spiritual intelligence of the snow cerebral plant, and even affect the surrounding energy concentration. Even Yan Mengyao was affected... Chaos Green Lotus..."

Although I feel very detrimental, it is not too late to find out now.

"With the Chaos Green Lotus, it means that even the power of faith in the tiny world will increase many times in my place... In this way, the speed of development of the ancestral world will be very terrifying..."

A smile appeared on Wang Feng's face.
To be continued...