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

Standing atop the palace, Yingxuan could clearly "see" the broader changes through the core of the world.

The land covered by the Great Qin world is like a giant injected with super nutrient solution, frantically absorbing "nutrients" from the world itself and those transformed from outside the world!
The earth vein energy, which was originally flowing gently and even dissipating in some places, was now seemingly forcibly reversed by an invisible force, turning into torrents that converged on the Qin territory from all directions, especially towards Xianyang and the imperial palace!

Beyond the Qin territory, the remote borderlands, tribes, and barbarian settlements that had not yet been brought under Qin rule quickly became “energy voids”!
The energy of heaven and earth was forcibly drawn away and flowed towards the Qin Dynasty. The barbarian tribes living there, whether ordinary herdsmen or tribal shamans, instinctively felt a strong sense of unease and palpitations, as if the "nutrients" they depended on for survival were rapidly being lost.

They knelt in terror, bowing and praying to the sky and to the faintly perceptible aura of majesty from the direction of the Qin Dynasty. Although they did not understand why, their instincts told them that some fundamental change was taking place in that land favored by the "gods," a change that was detrimental to them.

Through the core of the world, Ying Xuan sensed that after the Qin Imperial Palace completed its integration and became the prototype of a celestial artifact that could "suppress national destiny and rule the world," the land under the rule of the Qin was "solidifying" and "sublimating" at an unprecedented speed!
The concentration of spiritual energy per unit area, the activity level of laws, and the "upper limit of aptitude" of its people are all passively increasing! The entire Great Qin seems to have become the "heart" and "high ground" of the world, attracting all the energy of heaven and earth to flow to it.

Meanwhile, the speed at which the barrier between heaven and earth in the Great Qin world converted void energy doubled once again! The newly converted, pure energy of heaven and earth, almost without any stagnation, was drawn directly towards the territory of the Great Qin by the "heart" as soon as it entered the world, merging into the ever-expanding energy circulation system.

Looking down at the magnificent and increasingly imposing Qin Imperial Palace, and the chain of changes in the world caused by the palace's fusion, Ying Xuan felt a surge of pride.

He spoke slowly, his voice not loud, but carrying the majesty and penetrating power of the world's will, as if he were proclaiming to heaven and earth and to all living beings.

"From this day forward, Great Qin shall be the Celestial Empire of the world, the legitimate center of the universe! All those who are blessed by the Emperor and inherit the destiny of Great Qin shall be civilized citizens, uniquely favored by Heaven!"

“Those who are not subjects of Qin are all barbarians beyond the reach of civilization, despised by Heaven and Earth, and abandoned by destiny!”

This declaration, cold and domineering, completely drew a line. The Qin Imperial Palace, as a "divine artifact" that gathers the nation's fortune, incense offerings, and the power of the world, will only benefit those who acknowledge Qin and are its citizens.

It subtly enhances the physical and mental qualities, spiritual strength, and even cultivation aptitude of the Qin people. After this transformation, even the most ordinary newborns of the Great Qin are likely to possess innate physical constitution and spiritual potential that are vastly different from those of the barbarians from beyond the realm!
In the past, Ying Xuan might have considered merging with and assimilating those border tribes to expand the population. But from now on, that's absolutely impossible. Because the two sides' "foundations" are no longer on the same level. An ordinary new recruit from Qin, after simple training, could probably easily surpass the so-called "number one warrior" of the external tribes in terms of physical fitness and mental fortitude!
As for the Qin Imperial Palace's own "combat capabilities"... Ying Xuan didn't care.

He possessed numerous celestial artifacts and heaven-reaching treasures, many of which had already been deployed in strategic locations throughout the Qin Dynasty for defensive purposes. The primary duty of the Qin Imperial Palace was "suppression" and "rule," serving as the "core of power" and "beacon of civilization" in the Qin world.

In battle, other "swords" are sufficient. But by wielding this "scepter," he will be able to more freely mobilize the power of the Qin world, bringing blessings to all people, suppressing foreign enemies, and leading this world towards a more glorious future.

In the heart of the Qin Dynasty, in various branch camps.

"Roar--!!!"

Suppressed roars, almost like those of wild beasts, rose up one after another from the military camps! They were not screams of pain, but rather a mixture of ecstasy, excitement, relief, and a frenzied howl as if they had survived a catastrophe!
Nearly ten million Qin soldiers, their bodies stained with murderous aura and their eyes bloodshot, all looked up at the sky at this moment and let out a deafening roar!

They were still surrounded by a faint blood-red aura, and the madness in their eyes had not completely faded. However, the bone-deep pain and sense of confusion that almost tore their souls apart and dragged them into an endless abyss of slaughter were rapidly dissipating like the receding tide!
"Hahaha! It's over! It's really over!"

"My mind... my mind is much clearer! That urge to kill everyone... is weakening!"

"It's the palace! It's His Majesty! His Majesty saved us!"

ecstatic shouts erupted throughout the military camp.

Most of these soldiers had cultivated their primordial spirits, giving them learning and comprehension abilities far exceeding those of ordinary people. They were acutely aware of what was happening to them. In order to fight against those ferocious and seemingly endless otherworldly monsters, they were forced to frequently use powerful but also more likely to incite killing intent and be tainted with malevolent energy in the most critical and tragic moments.

Over time, the malevolent energy and resentment of the alien species have penetrated deep into their primordial spirits, like a malignant tumor clinging to their bones, causing their minds to gradually become dull, irritable, and prone to anger, leaving only the desire for killing and destruction in their hearts.

They all thought they were doomed, either to die of utter madness on the battlefield or to perish from the collapse of their primordial spirit after the war.

The reason they were able to maintain a certain level of discipline before was entirely due to their iron will and their last loyalty to the Qin Dynasty and His Majesty. They only thought about killing a few more monsters before going completely mad, so as to alleviate some of the pressure on their comrades and their homeland.

Just now, when that strange power, originating from the depths of their souls and mixed with imperial majesty and boundless compassion, swept over them, a magnificent, sacred, and golden palace complex appeared in their minds simultaneously! That phantom, carrying the power to suppress all evil and soothe all pain, took firm root in their nearly collapsing sea of ​​consciousness!
Under the suppression and illumination of this palace's illusory image, the viscous evil energy that eroded the soul began to melt and disintegrate at a visible speed, like ice and snow under the scorching sun!
Although the speed was not fast, the remaining evil energy still made them feel uncomfortable and vaguely agitated, but the clear feeling that the total amount of evil energy was constantly decreasing and that vitality and clarity were returning was like the sweetest spring water, watering their nearly parched and desperate hearts!

Hope! They saw hope in surviving and returning to normalcy!

"Long live Your Majesty! May Your Majesty live forever!!!"

It's unclear who shouted first, but in the next moment, nearly ten million soldiers, regardless of rank or severity of injury, all roared hysterically towards Xianyang and the imperial palace, like the most devout believers! Their voices coalesced into a violent sonic wave that soared into the sky, even causing the flags around the camp to flutter and the dust to rise from the ground!
Especially those high-ranking generals, such as Wang Jian, Meng Tian, ​​and Zhang Han, who wielded magical weapons and possessed the most intense malevolent aura, were so excited that their eyes were filled with tears and their bodies trembled.

They recognized the palace in their minds more clearly than ordinary soldiers—it was clearly the Qin Imperial Palace! It was His Majesty's residence, the most sacred and central symbol of the Qin Dynasty!
"It was the Imperial Palace... His Majesty forged the Imperial Palace into a supreme treasure! With the divine power of this treasure, he suppressed and dispelled the evil energy within us!" Wang Jian's voice was hoarse, filled with endless gratitude and lingering fear.

"Your Majesty... this has saved us, and the lives of nearly ten million soldiers!"

They didn't know the specific principles, but they could clearly feel the power emanating from the palace gradually removing the "poisonous thorns" from their souls.

This ecstatic joy of escaping a desperate situation, along with the almost divine awe and gratitude towards Ying Xuan, instantly filled the hearts of every general and soldier.

What they didn't know was that after the Qin Imperial Palace merged with the Void Heaven Palace and was upgraded to a prototype of a celestial artifact that could suppress the nation's destiny, its functions were incredibly mysterious.

It can not only gather and transform the power of incense offerings and national destiny, but also form an invisible network of "purification" and "balance" covering the entire territory of the Qin Dynasty.

The terrifying aura generated by the soldiers in defending Qin and killing the invaders was essentially an extremely negative and destructive energy aggregate, which was extremely difficult to eliminate by individuals or ordinary means. However, through the Qin Imperial Palace as the "central hub," this massive aura could be cleverly "dispersed" and "transferred."

The most violent and chaotic evil energy was annihilated after colliding with and neutralizing the relatively peaceful and positive incense offerings generated by the vast number of ordinary people in their daily lives.

This process consumed a huge amount of incense and spiritual energy, but it also purified the most harmful part of the malevolent energy. The other part, which was relatively "pure," had been freed from chaotic resentment and was left with only pure killing intent and bloodlust, and was thus preserved.

This "transfer" and "offset" brought some unexpected side effects. Within the Qin territory, countless people felt a surge of heat in their hearts the moment the imperial palace's power swept over them, and a strange restlessness and fighting spirit arose spontaneously.

In the streets and alleys, between neighbors, what might have been a trivial matter of a few words can now easily escalate into a physical fight.

In a short time, the number of cases of fighting, brawling, and provoking trouble received by local governments increased exponentially! The people seemed to have suddenly gained a strong sense of courage and valor, which, while not necessarily a bad thing, still gave local officials a lot of headaches.

The ones who truly benefited the most were the million "Dragon Spear Soldiers" who had been silently guarding the palace and whose aura was the most solemn and disciplined!
When the "pure blood essence" that had been transformed and purified in the palace poured into them like an invisible torrent, a strange change occurred!
"Om-!"

The million dragon spear soldiers, their thick, jet-black armor branded with dragon patterns, and their long, gleaming dragon-patterned spears, all emitted a low, joyful hum almost simultaneously!
On the surface of the jet-black armor, dark red blood light flowed and permeated like a tide; on the tip of the spear, a blood-red sharpness that made one's heart tremble was also emitted!
Visibly, the armor and spears, already of excellent quality and representing the pinnacle of Qin Dynasty standard equipment, suddenly increased their imposing aura and spiritual power more than tenfold in a short period of time! They seemed to have transformed from fine ordinary iron into "fierce weapons" with special power!
The dragon spearmen's expressions remained deathly calm, even more so than the excited ordinary soldiers around them. This was because they practiced the most extreme "Blood Refinement Method" personally taught by Ying Xuan!
Everything about them—life, soul, cultivation—had long since become one with their armor and spears, nourishing the equipment. The stronger the equipment, the stronger they were; when the equipment was exhausted, they too vanished.

Their purpose is to become the sharpest, most loyal, and most ruthless weapon in His Majesty's hands.

At this moment, what is a corrosive and poisonous substance to other cultivators is the most top-grade and most suitable "super tonic" for these "Imperial Guard Equipment" that are refined with blood refining methods and are inherently related to killing and conquest!
The terrifying baleful aura accumulated by nearly ten million soldiers through years of bloody battles, even if only the "pure" portion remaining after transformation, is unimaginably vast in quantity. If concentrated and infused into several or even dozens of magical artifact embryos, it would be enough to instantly create dozens more incredibly powerful blood-fiend magical artifacts for the Qin Dynasty!

Now, this bloodthirsty aura has been relatively evenly distributed across the million sets of Dragonlance soldier equipment. Although the amount allocated to each set isn't the absolute maximum, it's enough to dramatically increase the power of this already special standard equipment!
It is foreseeable that the future Dragonlance Legion will possess a terrifying level of destructive power in its charge and resistance to malevolent energy and negative influences.

"Your Majesty! Your humble general Ying Bu requests permission to fight!"

Just as the soldiers of each battalion were excited and feeling the joy of the dissipation of the murderous aura, a burly general with a full beard and bloodshot eyes but boiling fighting spirit strode up to the command tent where Wang Jian was, knelt on one knee, clasped his hands and shouted loudly, his voice as loud as a bell.

It was Ying Bu, a general known for his bravery.

While his strategic acumen may not have matched that of Han Xin and other brilliant commanders, his unparalleled bravery often proved invaluable in battles against enemies like goblins who relied on brute force and sheer numbers. He achieved numerous military exploits, and in some battles, his performance was comparable to that of his deputy commanders who wielded magical artifacts, easily surpassing Han Xin, who was known for his strategic prowess.

Previously, due to the invasion of evil energy and the near collapse of his mind, he had to retreat with the army to rest. He harbored a pent-up anger and resentment that he could not vent.

Now that he sensed the malevolent energy being suppressed and about to dissipate by the power of the imperial palace, his first thought was to immediately return to the wasteland, lead his men, and use the blood and lives of those monsters to vent this pent-up frustration, while also earning more military merits for himself and his men!
Wang Jian looked at Ying Bu, who was kneeling before the tent, his fighting spirit burning brightly. A complex emotion flashed in his eyes, but in the end, he slowly shook his head.

"General Ying Bu, your fighting spirit is commendable."

Wang Jian's voice was weary, yet unusually firm.

"But now is not the time."

Yingbu suddenly looked up and said urgently.

"General! The brothers' murderous aura has been suppressed by His Majesty's divine might and is fading! Their fighting strength is about to recover! Those monsters on the wasteland are still pouring out. This is the time for us to make contributions and share His Majesty's burdens! How can we waste time here?" (End of Chapter)