I am already immortal, why should I ascend to become an immortal?

Roar~~Roar~~
A huge spherical black shadow stood on the top of Langjuxu Mountain.

The snoring after eating and drinking rises and falls, making a rumbling buzzing sound like thunder.

The moon, obscured by dark clouds, could only reflect a small part of its body.

Looking closely, one could see tens of thousands of white-haired wolf heads entangled together like earthworms making a nest. The wolf fangs on each head were dripping with the bright red blood of the Qin men.

The gaps between the teeth were filled with smelly scraps of meat, sebum, broken bones, and clumps of black hair.

"Even Golden Cicada can't do anything to this guy!"

Xinling Jun comforted himself, trying to calm his heart which had been hanging for several months.

"Modun, be cheerful. You don't have to be like this. Don't you have an old saying in the Central Plains? It's called... What's the last word? "

The leader of the Red Di Liuyu clan staggered to the side of Lord Xinling.

He drank too much kumis and used his already dull brain to recall with great effort.

"It's not that I don't want to report it, it's just that the time has not come yet."

"Chief Liu Xu, is this what you want to say?"

Looking at these uneducated and crude men around him, Xinling Jun, once one of the four gentlemen in the Central Plains, regretted his decision. If he had known this would happen, he would have directly defected to the Qin State.

He had to end up like this just for a false reputation.

"Ah, yes, yes, yes, you people from the Central Plains are smart. That's what I want to say."

"In a few days, our warriors from the grassland will follow the White Wolf God southward to the Central Plains. By then, let alone a small general, even the emperor of the Great Qin will be captured and played with by us."

"Modun, I heard that it is a great shame for men from the Central Plains to crawl under someone's crotch?"

Although he didn't know what the fool wanted to say, Xinling Jun still replied truthfully: "A real man should stand between heaven and earth. To crawl under someone's crotch is as vengeful as killing your father and stealing your wife."

"Haha, that's right. When we capture the emperor of Central Plains, I will let him crawl under my crotch dozens, no, hundreds of times."

Chief Liu Xu's arrogant laughter and extremely stupid ideas made the leaders of other tribes applaud and praise him.

As they were talking, they even started to fight for the first spot for Ying Lou to crawl under someone's crotch.

And just as these barbarians from the northern wilderness were imagining the future.

suddenly.

A huge pillar of thunder, entangled with the destiny of the nation, fell straight onto the top of Langjuxu Mountain.

A loud bang caused the rocks to collapse and the black shadow of the ball to explode.

Only a few seconds later.

Countless charred wolf heads fell down the mountain like raindrops.

It crashed into the camp of the Northern Di coalition forces.

"Is the immortal of Beidi just a beast?"

Amidst the flying wolf hair and blood rain, Ying Lou slowly descended.

And in his right hand, he held a white-haired wolf head with a crescent moon between its eyebrows.

"White Wolf God!"

"King Qin Yinglou?"

The Northern Di barbarians all turned pale, looking at the ferocious man in front of them with fear.

Although Xinling Jun had never seen Ying Lou, he recognized his identity through the black dragon robe and the twelve-tassel crown.

It is said that Jin Chan of Qin is the military god of Qin, but why does the king in front of him look even more brutal than Jin Chan?

"Where is Mu Xuanzi?"

Throwing the wolf head in the center of the camp, Ying Lou ignored his surroundings, stepped on the white wolf head, and asked.

"Isn't the Jiufang Palace in Zhonghuang sealed? How come there are still immortals?"

The White Wolf God rolled his eyes upwards, as if he wanted to take a look at the immortal who was about to kill him, who it was in the Jiufang Heavenly Palace.

"I am the first emperor of the Qin Dynasty."

When these words were spoken, the barbarians were shocked. It turned out that the man in front of them, who looked like a devil, was actually the emperor of Central Plains.

The biting chill spread from their spines to their entire bodies. They all trembled continuously, their legs went limp and they couldn't help but want to kneel down.

He also felt extremely regretful in his heart, wondering why he had become the enemy of the Central Plains and killed their people and generals.

"Impossible, how can a mortal be so capable?"

The White Wolf God's mouth opened and closed, and a stream of blood dripped all around Ying Lou, but it did not stain the red shoes on his feet.

"Where is Mu Xuanzi?"

Ying Lou raised his hand and pressed down, and dense thunder fell from the sky, instantly burning the leaders of the surrounding Beidi tribes into charcoal.

The Liuxu leader who threatened to make Ying Lou crawl through his crotch died without even having the chance to beg for mercy.

Gudong~
"Is this really the King of Qin?"

Xinling Jun swallowed his saliva, looked dully at the corpses around him that were emitting a burnt smell, and a deep sense of powerlessness surged in his heart.

One golden cicada is scary enough, and with such a monarch added to the mix, it’s not unfair that the six kingdoms were destroyed!
"Mortal, you can't kill me. We in the four seas and eight wastelands respect Zhonghuang Tiangong as our lord. We have been paying tribute and offering corpses for thousands of years. We have long made an agreement not to invade or kill."

The White Wolf God didn't seem to care at all, and his followers were killed by Golden Cicada's lightning.

"Humph!"

With a light snort, thunder was seen surging in Ying Lou's palm. The last remaining head of the White Wolf God turned red under the high temperature, emitting wisps of white smoke and crackling sounds.

"Whatever I ask you, you answer!"

What does the agreement between the Jiutian Palace and the Four Seas and Eight Wastelands have to do with him, Ying Lou?

"Yes, with Tengri and Inugami."

The Ten Thunders Method can destroy all demons and evil spirits. This immortal from Beidi has already reached the limit of his endurance.

"Let them come to see me."

He exerted a little force on his feet, and Ying Lou lowered his eyes. His cold gaze was like a scimitar that could cut off a bison's spine on the grassland.

"Emperor of Zhonghuang, I will open the gate of Wulan Palace and let them come in."

After the White Wolf God finished speaking, he bit off the wolf fangs in his mouth and spit them into the sky.

All of a sudden.

The wind was blowing hard and the yellow sand was rising like a tsunami.

In the Dragon City located on the top of the mountain, faint green flames were emitted from altars everywhere.

Immediately afterwards, green fire rose from the ground and gathered into a circle in the sky.

And inside the circle, there is endless grassland and blue sky.

"Tenggeri, Inugami, Zhonghuang, the emperor of Zhonghuang is here, you should quickly hand over the Xuanmen kid to him."

The White Wolf God shouted loudly into the sky.

After a moment of silence, a deep blue eyeball emerged from the green fire ring, spinning and looking out.

"Emperor? Is that the Jade Emperor?"

The steady low hum created layers of sound waves, and just this one sound was enough to make Xinling Jun and others bleed from their eyes.

"It's not Ling Xiao's Supreme, it's the mortal emperor."

The White Wolf God really didn't want to say this.

After all, he is an immortal from the Northern Wilderness, worshipped by the Northern Di barbarians for generations.

But now he has to bow down before a mortal and even almost get killed. This is simply a fantasy and does not do justice to the appearance of Beihuang Fairy.

"Humph, just a mortal."

Before Tengri could finish his words, Ying Lou stepped hard and crushed the White Wolf God, worshipped by all the Beidi people, into a pool of meat paste.

Then he took a step towards the sky and entered the Ulan Palace.

"I never thought that the first place I destroyed was the Northern Di Heavenly Palace."

As Ying Lou's light words spread across the grassland, the originally green grassland and blue sky of the Ulan Palace inside the round wheel were dyed with a touch of bright red.

The entire Northern Wilderness was also raining blood and inhumane screams were heard.

And mixed in this blood rain were a lot of minced meat and fluff.

Ten days later, the bloody rain suddenly stopped.

In every corner of the Northern Wilderness, the barbarians have fallen into dementia.

They knelt on the ground, crossed their fingers and clasped their hands together in front of their chests, all with their heads down, silently chanting prayers that the people of the Central Plains could not understand.

At this time, at the foot of Langjuxu Mountain.

Li Xin and Wang Ben, with 600,000 Qin troops, had already surrounded the remnants of the Northern Di here.

Including Xinling Jun and others.

"Li Xin, you and His Majesty grew up together. Do you think this is still our His Majesty?"

Wang Ben looked up at the sky and asked the circle that was stretched open by the destiny of the Qin Dynasty and could not be closed.

"That should be the case, but how come Your Majesty has become more powerful than Boss Jin?"

Li Xin replied, but he was thinking secretly in his heart.

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If Your Majesty could personally fight in the Battle of Hangu Pass, let alone the coalition forces of Chu, Tang, and Qi, even if the entire army of the six kingdoms came, they would probably have to crawl at the feet of the Qin Dynasty.

Not a moment.

The screaming stopped abruptly.

Ying Lou was seen holding a fish-belly long sword in his hand, covered in the glow of national destiny, and walking out of the Ulan Palace amid thunder.

Although the black water dragon robe on his body had long been stained with scabby blood plasma, the twelve jade bead crown with tassels was nowhere to be found.

But Ying Lou's eyes were still majestic, without any sign of fatigue.

But the Mu Xuanzi in his arms looked extremely miserable.

The skull was opened, revealing several sharp animal teeth.

The flesh on his limbs was eaten away, leaving only white bones.

Some of the internal organs in the stomach were also eaten.

"The eleven northern Di immortals are no more than this, slightly better than Brahma, Shiva, and Vishnu, but not as good as Xuannv."

Say it.

Ying Lou raised his right hand to his chest and pointed his palm at Mu Xuanzi who was unconscious and dying on the ground.

next second.

Ying Lou's palm seemed to be melted by the high temperature.

The squirming flesh, blood plasma, and bone residue slowly flowed out from the palm of his hand, falling down drop by drop.

And with every drop of flesh fluid dripping onto Mu Xuanzi's body, his battered body recovered a little.

After a while, it returned to normal.

This method of bringing the dead back to life reminded Li Xin and Wang Ben of the scene on the border of Zhao State when Jin Chan brought Meng Wu's severed arm back to life.

"Boss Jin, this group of Northern Di Barbarian Immortals want to spy on the methods of the Central Plains Xuanmen, and they want to settle in the Central Plains!"

Because his eyes were still a little blurry, Mu Xuanzi, who had just regained consciousness, mistook Ying Lou, whose silhouette was illuminated by the sun, for Jin Chan.

But this can’t be blamed on Mu Xuanzi’s short-sightedness.

After all, who could have imagined that the First Emperor of the Qin Dynasty could not only pacify the world with his pen, but also wield a sword to kill immortals.

"While I am here, no matter if they are barbarians or immortals, if they dare to invade the Central Plains, I will wipe them out completely."

This statement came out.

The captured Northern Di people around them were so frightened that they trembled in fear.

Mu Xuanzi, whose eyesight gradually recovered, also saw clearly that the person in front of him was not Jin Chan, but the First Emperor of Qin.

"His Majesty!"

Mu Xuanzi quickly knelt on one knee.

The same is true for Li Xin and Wang Ben.

"Your Majesty, this defeat has caused 150,000 of my great Qin's best men to die tragically in the Northern Wilderness. I accept your punishment."

"Your Majesty, it was my willful behavior that led to the defeat. I do not blame General Li Xin."

Seeing the two people in front of him taking all the responsibility on themselves, Ying Lou grinned slightly and said.

"Li Xin, Wang Ben, Mu Xuanzi, the four of you, follow my orders and take these northern barbarians back to our Great Qin to build the Great Wall and dig the river. As for the others."

Ying Lou ascended into the sky in one step.

"From today on, the southern part of the Northern Desert belongs to the Great Qin territory. Anyone who dares to stay here within 30 days will be killed!"

The voice, like a huge bell, issued the final ultimatum and exploded on every inch of land in the northern grassland.

Every word uttered by Ying Lou was filled with unquestionable imperial power, like a sharp blade piercing straight into the heart of the grassland.

At this moment, the entire Northern Wilderness fell into deathly silence.

Just a few seconds later, people ran out in fear and looked towards the god-like figure on the Langjuxu Mountain, their faces full of astonishment and fear.

And the Mo Nan mentioned by Ying Lou.

It is the northernmost part of the Northern Wilderness, a desert that spans the entire Northern Wilderness.

The south of the desert is called Mo Nan.

The north is called Mobei.

Even the northern barbarians did not know what Mobei was like or whether it was habitable.

"Li Xin, listen to my orders. Destroy the Northern Di Dragon Court and erect the Great Qin ancestral temple stone tablet on the Wolf Mountain. After 30 days, those who resist will be exterminated. When there is no one south of the desert, you will return to the court."

Glancing at the pale-faced Xinling Jun, Ying Lou continued.

"As for these few people, after they find out the whereabouts of the Central Plains' best soldier, I will leave one of them with an intact body!"

Say it.

Ying Lou stood up and walked towards Xianyang, stepping into the air.

A few hours later.

Ying Lou, covered in blood, suddenly appeared in the Qilin Hall of Afang Palace.

And during the ten days he disappeared.

The daily court meetings were still held as usual, but Li Si was the only one who took over.

"Your Majesty, this is..."

Feng Jie almost blurted out the word "defeat", but he held it back.

"Li Si, prepare to accept hundreds of thousands of captives from the Northern Di and speed up the progress of the Great Wall and the canal construction."

Without changing the dragon robe stained with the blood of the Beidi immortal, Ying Lou sat directly on the Black Water Dragon Chair and spoke to Li Si in the audience.

"promise!"

Unlike others, Li Si had no intention of asking what had happened in Beidi during the past ten days.

"Your Majesty, how is the battle in the Northern Wilderness going?"

Just because Li Si didn't ask doesn't mean others won't ask.

Feng Jie's words expressed the doubts in the minds of almost everyone in the court.

"Big victory!"

This statement came out.

The government and the public were shocked.

The ministers were silent and trembling.

The First Emperor of the Qin Dynasty actually reversed the defeat in the Northern Wilderness by his own efforts.

What about the four famous generals of the Central Plains and the two legends? In front of the great Qin Shi Huangdi, they are all just chickens and dogs.

For a moment, a sense of pride arose in everyone's heart.

"Long live the Great Qin, long live your majesty. Long live the Great Qin, long live your majesty."

Inside the Qilin Palace, all officials knelt on the ground and shouted "Long live the Lord!" (End of this chapter)