Qin Renhuang just became an immortal, and you told me this is the prehistoric time

He muttered to himself, his gaze once again falling on the massive stone gate from which a torrent of green water continued to gush forth. His eyes no longer held any solemnity, but instead held a leisurely air, as if he were examining a "fat sheep."

"The goblin world is pouring into Qin so 'enthusiastically,' it's as if they've come specifically to bring me... to this Qin world, to give me benefits."

Ying Shaoyang muttered to himself, his gaze once again falling on the massive stone gate from which a torrent of green water was still pouring out. His eyes were no longer solemn, but rather held a leisurely air, as if he were examining a "fat sheep".

He could clearly sense a mysterious change taking place behind the majestic starlight city wall. After repeatedly relying on the city wall to withstand goblin hordes and catch their breath to cultivate, the millions of Qin soldiers felt a sense of relief at surviving the calamity and gratitude for this "miracle," which transformed into the purest incense power, continuously pouring into the city wall.

How powerful is the incense power of a Nascent Soul cultivator? Although not all of these tens of millions of soldiers were devoutly worshipping the city wall, the total amount of incense power gathered by these millions of soldiers was equivalent to Ying Shaoyang personally refining a magic weapon for millions of days!
If the city wall's physical foundation hadn't been made from the fusion of hundreds of thousands of star cores containing astral power, making it an extraordinary material, it would probably have been forcibly elevated by this massive amount of incense and spiritual power, adding another national treasure to the Qin Dynasty.

If this mental energy were channeled into the Qin Imperial Palace, which has been absorbing the nation's fortune to grow, it would likely be enough to enable it to complete its final transformation and become a true celestial palace!

"It's a bit of a waste to use all that mental energy."

Ying Shaoyang smiled slightly, but didn't care. The stability of the city wall was related to the entire battle and the lives of hundreds of millions of soldiers. Its strategic significance was far greater than that of a simple immortal artifact.

His gaze passed over the city wall and looked into the distance.

Under the command of their generals, squads of Qin soldiers continued to engage in brief but fierce battles with the goblins who managed to break through the barrage of fire.

The massive stone gate, like a wound that never heals, continues to spew out new goblins.

Turning our gaze to the rear of the army, we could see a continuous line of convoys. Some vehicles, after unloading supplies such as provisions and arrows, did not return empty-handed. Instead, they were loaded with bundles of crudely designed but sturdy weapons and armor stripped from goblin corpses and transported to the rear.

Many soldiers have even switched to these otherworldly equipment. Although the styles are strange, alternating with their original standard weapons has alleviated some of the pressure of equipment wear and tear.

What caught Ying Shaoyang's attention even more was that the soldiers who had switched to goblin weapons would, during lulls in the battle, use a simple weapon-refining technique he had previously passed down to slowly nurture and refine their weapons with their own blood and meager spiritual power.

This technique isn't particularly profound, and the refining process is extremely slow, but its advantage lies in its low barrier to entry; any soldier who breaks through to the first level of life can attempt it.

At this moment, the weapons that had already undergone preliminary refinement faintly emitted a fluctuation connected to the blood and qi of the Qin soldiers. Although weak, this significantly improved the sharpness and toughness of the weapons, thereby increasing the soldiers' killing efficiency and reducing their own casualties.

After observing for a moment, Ying Shaoyang nodded slightly. The situation on the desolate battlefield before them had stabilized.

With the Starlight Wall as an absolute defensive line, no matter how many goblins there are, they will find it difficult to cross the line.

The Qin army could attack or defend, and even use this battlefield as the best training ground and resource gathering place.

He no longer needs to be present here at all times.

Just then, several figures shot up from below the city wall like ghosts and landed steadily on the top of the wall. They were the Jinyiwei and Dongchang internal guards who had just fought their way through the goblin horde.

Each of them carried several goblin corpses with strong auras, along with the heavy weapons they used.

"His Majesty."

The head of the Imperial Guards bowed respectfully.

Ying Shaoyang waved his hand, indicating that they should do as they pleased.

The soldiers on the wall were already used to this. Immediately, a designated person stepped forward and skillfully removed the weapons and relatively intact leather armor from the goblin corpses, then dragged the bodies to a specially designated area and piled them up. Soon, a small mountain of otherworldly metal and leather was piled up there.

Roughly estimated, since the start of the war, the Qin soldiers have personally killed over 100 million goblins! And the various weapons and armor they have captured are an astronomical number.

In addition to the metal left behind by the infighting among the goblins, the metal accumulated on the wasteland in this short period of time and then looted and brought back by the soldiers has piled up like mountains. The logistics convoys alone cannot transport it all away, and much of it can only be temporarily piled up behind the city walls, forming a continuous metal barrier.

Looking at the endless pile of weapons and armor, Ying Shaoyang had a thought and gently raised his hand to beckon.

In an instant, it was as if an invisible breeze swept across the entire area behind the city wall, revealing the mountain of goblin weapons and armor, whether they had been initially refined or were newly confiscated and stained with green blood.

They all trembled slightly, then transformed into rays of light of various colors, flowing like rivers into the sea, and disappeared into Ying Shaoyang's sleeve.

With just this one move, Ying Shaoyang had seized enough metal resources to arm tens of millions of troops! This scene left the surrounding generals and soldiers dumbfounded, their eyes then blazing with even more fanatical light. His Majesty's divine abilities are indeed unfathomable!

After dealing with these trivial matters, Ying Shaoyang turned his gaze back to the huge stone gate, preparing to leave.

However, just as his divine sense swept across the stone gate, a slightly familiar yet extremely faint goblin life force, mixed among countless chaotic auras, stepped into the Qin world.

"Ok?"

Ying Shaoyang raised an eyebrow slightly.

He vaguely recognized that aura.

When he used his divine sense to explore the goblin world, he casually left a very faint spiritual mark on the soul of a goblin that looked like a tribal chief.

His original intention was to use this mark to slightly influence its mind, urging it to "work hard" to send more goblins to the Qin Dynasty to serve as "nourishment" for the world. However, he didn't expect that later events would become so numerous, and the goblin world would be "enthusiastic" beyond imagination, with goblins continuously pouring in on their own, that he would forget about this little trick.

Unexpectedly, this "lucky one" he had marked had also passed through the stone gate and arrived in the Great Qin Dynasty. With a thought, Ying Shaoyang transmitted a faint message through the soul imprint. The message was simple, carrying an undeniable air of authority.

"This place is my hunting ground."

He then turned to the commanders, including Wang Jian, who were seeing him off, and calmly gave them his orders.

"Order all attacking soldiers to retreat to the city walls for rest and reorganization."

"I will obey your orders!"

Although Wang Jian and the others were puzzled, they carried out Ying Shaoyang's orders without hesitation. Soon, the sound of bugles and the signal flags for retreat spread throughout the city walls.

Upon hearing the order, the Qin soldiers, who were either fighting goblins in the wasteland or collecting spoils of war, were somewhat puzzled. However, military orders are like mountains, and they immediately retreated in an orderly manner like a tide. With their agile skills and mutual cover, they quickly retreated back to the tall Starlight City Wall, leaving the bewildered goblins outside the city.

……

At the same time, the goblin leader who had just stepped out of the stone gate and into this unfamiliar wasteland—the goblin whose mark Ying Shaoyang had left on him—suddenly shuddered!
Unlike its other muddle-headed counterparts, as the ruler of a vast power, it possesses cunning and ambition far exceeding that of ordinary goblins, and even vaguely understands concepts such as "sun god".

Upon entering this stone gate, it clearly sensed that although the energy of heaven and earth in this new world was violent, it contained a vitality and potential that made its soul tremble! The resources here must far surpass those of its barren homeland!
"Conquer this place! Devour this place! I will become the new sun god, unifying all living beings!"

A crazy idea sprouted in its simple mind.

Just then, Ying Shaoyang's cold, majestic message, seemingly originating from the very source of his soul, exploded directly in his consciousness—"This place is my hunting ground."

This information struck like a thunderbolt, instantly waking it from its slumber. An indescribable fear and rage surged within it simultaneously. The hunting ground? Whose hunting ground is it?! It is the hunter!
"Roar--!!"

The goblin leader roared deafeningly, its crimson eyes instantly filled with ferocious bloodshot veins. The pressure emanating from the soul imprint not only failed to subdue it but also completely ignited its ferocity! It would tear apart this being that dared to regard it as "prey"! It would monopolize this new world!

"Kill! Kill all these damned, unfamiliar fellow humans! This new world is ours!"

It brandished a large, relatively exquisite bone club inlaid with the bones of an unknown beast, and roared with murderous intent at all the goblins around it that were not under its command!

Its massive size and the imposing aura it had accumulated over its long reign as leader came into play at this moment.

The goblins that followed it into its territory responded to its leader's roar with almost no hesitation, turning around and pouncing on their own kind with even greater ferocity!

"For the leader!"

"For the New World!"

"kill!!"

A jumble of slogans, though loud and clear, echoed across the wasteland.

The wasteland was already overcrowded due to limited space and an overwhelming number of goblins. The mix of goblins from various tribes and factions led to constant friction and a high level of irritability. Now, under this organized, sudden, and ferocious attack, the chaos exploded like a powder keg ignited!
"Ow!"

"Hiss!"

Before countless goblins could even comprehend what was happening, their heads were smashed by weapons from their suddenly appearing "comrades," or their throats were ripped open by claws. The screams, roars, and clashes of weapons reached an instant climax!
What started as a small-scale skirmish and a brawl caused by crowding quickly escalated into a massive melee affecting all goblin factions across the entire wasteland!

No goblin can remain unaffected. When a strange member of your own kind suddenly attacks you, your only options are to fight back or be killed!

Behind them, the massive stone gate continued to faithfully fulfill its "duty," continuously sending new goblins into this bloody slaughterhouse.

Most of these new goblins belonged to the lord of that power. When they arrived, they were greeted by a scene of their own kind fighting each other. Stimulated by the leader's roar and the surrounding stench of blood, they joined the battle almost without hesitation, their eyes red with fury, and pointed their weapons at any green-skinned fellow goblins that looked unfamiliar.

The slaughter was proceeding with a frenzied efficiency far exceeding that of the previous battles against the Qin army.

The wasteland, which was originally so crowded that there was almost nowhere to put your feet, became visibly much "emptier" in just a dozen breaths! Because the ground was now covered with a thick layer of goblin corpses and severed limbs! Green blood flowed like a stream, gathered, and then seeped into the already soaked soil below.

In just a short while, the number of goblins that fell was at least several billion! This even surpassed the results of the Qin army's many days of hard fighting!
Especially those ordinary goblins who haven't even broken through to the first level of life, in this level of melee, they are simply like paper, often being easily smashed into pieces by their powerful brethren in a single encounter.

The extremely dense blood energy mixed with the soaring baleful aura formed an enormous, dark red pillar of blood that connected heaven and earth. Even thousands of miles away, this terrifying, apocalyptic scene could be clearly seen!
The wasteland has been completely transformed into a self-destructive grinding wheel of flesh and blood. Every moment, millions of goblins fall in the infighting, and their blood and energy dissipate after death, like sweet rain, silently nourishing this land and the vast empire that stands on it, watching coldly from the sidelines.

The pungent, nauseating smell of blood was almost tangible, permeating the air and even faintly glowing with a dark red luster.

However, this aura, which was unbearable for ordinary people, seemed to be a kind of tonic to the Qin soldiers on the city wall who had just stepped into the threshold of primordial spirit cultivation.

As they inhaled the air brimming with vital energy and essence, and practiced the "Basic Primordial Spirit Visualization Method," they felt their previously somewhat ethereal Yin Spirit or nascent Primordial Spirit become increasingly solid and stable, and the range of their divine sense perception also subtly expanded.

Under this massive influx of "nutrients," the entire Qin world is undergoing earth-shattering changes. The barrier between heaven and earth is expanding outward at an unprecedented speed, becoming thicker and more resilient, frantically devouring the energy of the void.

Deep underground, the earth vein channels, guided and constructed by Ying Shaoyang, seemed to be infused with a violent life force, absorbing and transporting the surging energy of heaven and earth with unprecedented efficiency.

Within each mountain range, hidden treasures, mineral cores, and other spiritual resources were stirred by this torrent of energy, spontaneously creating new, more subtle energy channels. Like capillaries in the human body, these channels transported pure energy to every corner of the world, strengthening the essence of mountains and rivers. (End of Chapter)