Chapter 1773

The light figure was shining like the sun, exuding a majestic and eternal aura.

It also exuded a majestic aura that transcended life itself.

At this moment, no matter if it was in the palace or outside Xianyang City.

Only Ying Zheng, who was lying on the bed, stared at the light figure with his pupils constricted violently.

This was because he was the only one who knew what was going on.

"What is that?"

"What a terrifying aura … I feel like I'm going to die at any moment …"

"Even the demons outside the Great Wall don't have such a terrifying aura …"

"It's even hotter than the sun in the sky. It's shining so brightly … Is this a god?"

The officials' eyes were filled with horror, horror, or even shock.

They couldn't stop trembling.

"It's obviously such a terrifying aura … But I don't feel any killing intent …"

Wang Jian covered his eyes with his hands. Through the gaps between his fingers, he barely dared to raise his head and look at the huge light figure in the sky.

How did it come about?

At this moment.

The light figure, which was as large as the sun, uttered a divine language that sounded like a primordial chant.

In the next moment, a divine light descended from the sky and landed on Ying Zheng, who was lying on the bed.

Ying Zheng's eyes flickered slightly. A majestic life force began to burst out from his body.

He knew that the Ancestor God had sensed his chanting.

When the divine light landed, Ying Zheng felt his body brimming with energy. It was as if he had returned to his younger days. His body, which had been severely injured by the demons, had recovered from the demonic arts he had cast. In the blink of an eye, his body was filled with energy.

His face had returned to his younger days, and his body was brimming with energy.

He was even confident that he could defeat the strongest warrior of the Great Qin Empire.

Ying Zheng looked at the light figure with excitement in his eyes.

He didn't expect the Ancestor God to be so powerful.

Ying Zheng patted the bed lightly with both hands. Then, he stood up like a roly-poly toy.

This scene stunned many of the officials who were already shocked.

Didn't His Majesty pass away?

How did he come back to life?

"Your Majesty … You …" The imperial physician immediately turned around and looked at Ying Zheng with a blank face.

"There's no need to be surprised." Ying Zheng waved his hand. "I'm not dead."

Hearing that, Wang Jian immediately walked up and looked at His Majesty. As a general of the empire, he could tell with a single glance that not only was His Majesty still alive, but he was brimming with vitality. His limbs radiated with great power as he moved.

Not to mention a dying man. Even the elite soldiers of the Empire could not compare to His Majesty at this time.

But just now …

"We know that you are confused."

Ying Zheng's face shone with a faint divine light. He looked up at the palace, at the huge shadow in the clouds, and said faintly, "I'll explain it to you later."

After he finished speaking, he closed his eyes and sensed the imposing figure of light. It seemed to want to communicate with the Ancestor God.

"I already know the world you are in, so there is no need to explain. I already know what you need. "

It was at this moment that the light figure emitted a mysterious ancient sound.

Ying Zheng was slightly taken aback.

I haven't even said anything yet.

The Ancestor God knew?

Ying Zheng was puzzled.

The huge figure of light moved.

With this move, it was as if heaven and earth were hanging upside down, and the whole world seemed to be shaking.

Many civil officials and generals began to panic.

"Don't panic, all of you kneel."

Ying Zheng let out a loud cry. His sonorous voice and the majesty of an Emperor immediately made all the officials quiet down. Then, they all kneeled down silently.

"Your Majesty, what is this …"

Wang Jian did not kneel down, but walked to Ying Zheng's side and asked in a low voice.

Ying Zheng did not speak, but also half-knelt down. There was a burning passion in his eyes that Wang Jian had never seen before.

Wang Jian's heart shook, and he immediately knelt down, no longer suspicious.

It was at this moment.

The light figure stretched out a huge palm, as if it was reaching out from the starry sky, as if it had caught something.

Then, the hand swung.

A source of light, not dazzling, but emitting a faint silver light, appeared in the sky.

It was like the moon at night, but bigger than the moon, and not inferior to the sun.

It was even bigger.

In the eyes of Ying Zheng and the others, they could only see the silver light, which was very similar to the sun in the sky.

They did not know what it was.

But in the next moment, the huge palm grabbed the light that was bigger than the sun, and seemed to be squeezing it.

In an instant, the whole sky seemed to be shaking.

It let out an ancient muffled sound, which was endless. It was like the call of the ancient times, low and majestic.

The star that was bigger than the sun immediately exploded.

It turned into countless light spots, hanging above the sky, forming a long silver river. Countless fragments were like stars, wandering in it, decorating the starry sky at this time, and dispelling the blood light in the distance.

Waves of mysterious energy fell from the long silver river.

It sprinkled over the whole city, and fell on countless humans.

"This is the power of the stars. I hope you can use this power to strengthen yourselves!"

The mysterious ancient voice, at this moment, appeared in the ears of all humans. It was hazy, like an ancient call.

Everyone's spirits were lifted.

In the next moment, the light figure gradually disappeared, and between heaven and earth, there was only a dazzling long silver river in the sky, flickering, symbolizing the mythical scene that had once happened.

"The power of the stars …"

Ying Zheng murmured.

Before he could sense it, Ying Zheng suddenly heard Wang Jian, who was beside him, roaring.

He subconsciously looked over and saw the light spots falling from the long silver river, covering Wang Jian's body.

Waves of powerful aura rose from the old general, who had fought for the empire for decades.

His whole body seemed to be reborn, shedding skin, and every muscle seemed to be reorganizing, or it was changing because of the new power.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Ying Zheng could feel that this loyal old general had broken through the original shackles.

He had broken through the shackles of man and become a Xiantian expert of this world. His aura was even getting stronger.

"This is …"

Ying Zheng took a deep breath and looked at the silver river. The shock in his eyes turned into fanaticism.

He looked at the other officials and generals, then walked out of the palace, and with a few light steps, he jumped onto the city wall.

He saw countless warriors, who were bathing in the energy that fell from the long silver river, and their aura was getting stronger.

In fact, they were not much weaker than the invincible demons outside the Great Wall.

"They have all broken through the original realm … and walked on a brand new path … a path that I have never seen before …"

Ying Zheng looked at the long silver river in the sky. "Ancestor God …"

A few days later.

"Ancestor God, you have not only revived me … but also bestowed me with the long silver river in the sky. That is the power of the stars … I believe all of you have felt it."

Ying Zheng, who was wearing a dragon robe, looked down at the hundreds of officials and generals below him.

Unlike before, when the Great Wall had been breached, the north had been invaded by the demons, and the invincible soldiers of the Great Qin Empire had been utterly defeated, his face was pale, his eyes were lifeless, and his face was as pale as ash.

Now, all of them were in high spirits, and their eyes were glowing.

(End of Chapter)