Ying Zheng had many devoted followers. Relying on divine arts and devout beliefs—
Coupled with original strength—
Most of the people in the Yin Yang family had already stepped into the boundaries of immortals.
Among them, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi had once split a mountain with a single stroke. He had been shocked to an unimaginable point by it at that time.
But Ying Zheng said this was just a trail.
The immortals in their world were just hypocritical immortals without real power.
They were just powerful people.
Wei Zhuang naturally recognized this statement—because he had seen the Law Bodies of God.
Inside the Xianyang Palace.
Ying Zheng received news from outside.
"Your Majesty, Mr. Wei Zhuang has brought back the prisoners from Sanghai and is waiting for your summons outside!"
"Well. Let him in."
"Yes."
Eastern Emperor Taiyi looked at the chessboard in front of the two of them and said: "It seems this guy still brutally killed the Confucian people!"
"I asked him to stay his hand."
"Why?"
"In the future, Great Qin will conquer other countries. More people will be needed to manage them. My clones are lacking in skills. Internal friction is truly not worth it..."
Ying Zheng dropped a chess piece and said earnestly.
Eastern Emperor Taiyi smiled and said: "So that's how it is. Your people are here. Let's talk later..."
He didn't like meeting outsiders.
Therefore, his body twisted and disappeared.
Then Zhang Liang and Yan Lingji were brought over.
The rest were left outside the temple.
"I see Master. Wei Zhuang has returned..."
"Well. This must be Mr. Zifang."
Ying Zheng came before the three of them. His eyes fell on Zhang Liang.
His eyes were so bright that Zhang Liang didn't dare to look at him.
Obviously the other party hadn't done anything—but he felt there was a dragon in his eyes, looking at him with a solemn face.
"I see Master Priest."
"I see Master Priest."
Following Wei Zhuang's words, the two reluctantly said hello.
Ying Zheng nodded and gave seats to several people. Then he said: "Have you seen the prosperity of Xianyang? Except for imperial efforts, this is all due to the power of God. Do you think the people are happy?"
Happy?
It was more than happiness—it was paradise on earth.
Zhang Liang sighed in his heart.
Everyone could study. The country was strong. Let alone thieves—
There was not even a beggar on the road.
How terrifying was this?
Of course, he had also guessed there would be beggars who had only been expelled. After inquiring about it, he realized Ying Zheng had a strategy against beggars.
It was called the Reengineering Project.
Teach beggars about survival ability.
Even if it was farming—these people could be well-fed.
The beggars naturally disappeared slowly.
Moreover, as long as you worked hard, you would have food.
As for the salted fish who wanted to be beggars—they were naturally given a severe lesson by the Black Guard.
Yan Lingji was silent for a while and asked: "I wonder what your attitude toward Baiyue is?"
"Baiyue? From now on, this world will be Great Qin's land. Wherever the sun shines, there will be Great Qin's national flag.
I will sacrifice to the gods in the future.
Then we will attack other countries. If Baiyue obeys, we will be tolerant. If they resist, we won't tolerate them."
Ying Zheng's tone was very strong.
It made Yan Lingji speechless.
But even if she tried to persuade them—Baiyue wouldn't surrender.
Zhang Liang asked at this time: "Then I don't know what the priest will do with me? Honestly speaking, I don't believe in God."
"If Mr. Zifang helps me manage the land, I will naturally give you an official position to manage foreign affairs in the future. As for not believing in God?
You will understand soon."
Ying Zheng smiled confidently.
Wei Zhuang next to him lit up and said: "Is the altar completed?"
"Yes. Recently, many people have felt the grace of God and joined the labor one after another. The progress has increased by more than 30%. It will be completed soon."
Ying Zheng laughed proudly. The altar was being built.
The rest of the arrangements were already ready.
Just wait to worship the gods.
Would these people still not believe in God?
Zhang Liang merely said he didn't believe it. He would probably kneel on the ground in fright once he saw a miracle.
Time flew by.
With the completion of the great altar, Ying Zheng finally organized the grand ceremony of the nation.
In order to celebrate the gift of the gods, a state sacrifice was held.
"It's finally about to begin. I'm so excited... I don't know how great the gods are. Will they be as great as we thought?"
"It may also be that goddesses descend into the world. According to the sect, the gods are sometimes too busy—so they let their own goddesses descend into the world."
"This... that's right. I also heard about it yesterday. The power of the goddesses is second only to the gods and they are the representatives of the gods!"
Whether it was goddesses or God himself—
They all needed to worship the existence of faith.
And before Yan Lingji left Xianyang Palace, she was positioned as a preparation goddess.
The price was that Ying Zheng would be merciful when attacking Baiyue in the future.
The solemn imperial carriage set off. It was not Ying Zheng who was sitting inside—
But the holy goddesses.
Duanmu Rong, Gao Yue, Xue Nu, Shao Si Ming, Da Si Ming, Yan Lingji—and even Concubine Yan.
They were all in this imperial carriage.
They would accept the worship of all peoples, with respect to God.
Then go to the Eternal Divine Realm.
"Mother, I'm a little scared..."
Gao Yue was still young at this time. As the vehicle moved slowly, she said in fear.
Concubine Yan touched her daughter's head and comforted her: "It's okay. Mother will always be with you..."
"Mm."
In a moment—
Upon seeing the imperial carriage arrive, Ying Zheng motioned to Li Si.
The national festival ceremony officially began.
Wei Zhuang, Zhang Liang and others knelt and sat in the third row of the auditorium.
The rest were in the fourth row or the periphery of the altar.
"Respectfully invite the goddesses to come. This festival will thank the gods for their gifts and at the same time pray for God's mercy..."
Countless fireworks rose.
The sacred fire in the temple was also lit.
Wearing black robes, Ying Zheng knelt in the center of the altar, chanting the sacrificial texts word by word.
Among the Hundred Schools, there were no opposition forces to Qin.
They all watched from the third stage of the altar.
For example, Master Xiaomeng of Taoism.
Although Ying Zheng had also wanted her to be a goddess—the other party insisted on it. Not a god.
She thought that Taoism was natural.
So she was invited to observe the ceremony.
After a stick of incense—
The sacred fires all over Great Qin were ignited. The entire sky turned into a dazzling color. Although it was only during the day—
Under the influence of the power of faith—
It slowly turned into night.
"Why are there no familiar stars in the night sky?"
Xiaomeng could not help but exclaim.
Everyone heard the sound and looked toward the sky.
Countless stars were arranged—but no familiar ones were seen!
And there were many stars that were unusually dazzling.
If Ying Zheng paid attention to his knowledge at this moment, he would definitely understand this was the god star of promotion.
With the appearance of the star screen—
The sky began to change again.
The world was drawn closer.
All beings saw an unimaginable scene.
It was countless huge stars appearing before them.
Each one was as dazzling as the sun!
This had undoubtedly changed everyone's perceptions. The so-called "there are people outside the world" was not just empty words.