Chapter 1543 - 1533: Unleashing the Foundations

Chapter 1543: Chapter 1533: Unleashing the Foundations

The Qin Dynasty court assembly.

The primal energy transformed into a real mist, taking on various shapes.

The celestial light dazzled.

The sounds of the Dao echoed through the ages.

Tens of thousands of officials in court attire stood in neat rows, each exuding a powerful aura, containing the changes of fate and the mighty power of creation.

Nowadays, the lowest cultivation of the ministers standing in the court is at the Creation Realm.

And they are only a minority.

The majority of the ministers’ cultivation is at the Molding Dao Realm and the Three Knowledge Realm.

"What’s happening?"

A young official in a blue robe, standing at the back of the court, looked at the important figures in front, trembling with his head lowered.

He hadn’t been an official for long.

But he had seen the might of figures like Liu Che, Cao Cao, and the other Lords and Kings, commanding vast armies, high in power and position, figures so significant that the universe would tremble at a single stomp of their feet.

There were also the leaders of the Hundred Schools, such as Mohist’s Mozi, Confucianism’s Mencius, Daoism’s Laozi, and Buddhism’s Xuanzang, whose teachings spread across the world, admired by countless people.

Even those who seldom attended court, like Mo Ye, Hua Tuo, and Cai Wenji, were present.

All the signs indicated that something significant was about to happen.

Many speculated in their hearts but did not speak.

The entire court was silent.

A pin drop could be heard.

"His Majesty arrives!"

Finally, a sharp voice resonated in the court, reaching the ears of countless ministers, instantly invigorating them.

Under the watchful eyes of civil and military officials, Qin Wudao emerged from the rear hall.

"Greetings, Your Majesty!"

The sound of the court’s obeisance was like a mountain torrent, echoing in the clouds.

"Rise!"

Qin Wudao sat on the emperor’s throne, speaking softly.

The voice was not loud.

Yet it carried an inherent majesty, enveloping the court, producing countless visions, making the myriad laws of heaven and earth submit, reversing the universe, and starting everything anew.

Once the civil and military officials rose, they did not speak.

"Read!"

Qin Wudao said.

"As you command!"

Jia Xu stepped forward to the center of the court, taking out a memorial from his personal space, and proclaimed loudly, "It has been discovered that the Dark Sanctuary, Ten Thousand Slaughter Hall, and the Six Blood Clans of the Emperor have formed a secret alliance, plotting against the Dao Manuscript of the Qin Dynasty!"

Hearing this, the civil and military officials’ faces slightly changed.

They had anticipated that something major was going to happen, but not at such a severe level.

An alliance of three transcendent forces in the endless cosmos.

It was tantamount to being at odds with half of the cosmos.

Intangibly, it was as if countless God Mountains were pressing down on their hearts.

"The Ten Thousand Slaughter Hall is an old nemesis of the Qin Dynasty, ending only with extinction!"

"Now, with the Dark Sanctuary and Six Blood Clans of the Emperor joining in the chaos, I have decided to rally the nation’s strength to meet the battle!"

Qin Wudao’s authoritative voice echoed in the great hall, interspersed with endless killing intent.

To battle!

The ministers weren’t surprised by this outcome.

The Qin Dynasty had never compromised with outsiders throughout its development.

If enemies come, they kill!

Zhao Yun, Bai Qi, Liu Che, and others’ eyes burned bright, their fighting spirit transformed into a world-ending furnace, about to refine everything.

"To better prepare for the battle, I intend to migrate the Nine Provinces World to the Ancient Qing Cosmos!"

Seeing the ministers’ surging fighting spirit, Qin Wudao nodded with satisfaction and continued to command.

The Ancient Qing Cosmos.

Located at the extreme eastern end of the intermediate cosmic cluster.

It is also the closest location to the high-level cosmos.

The three great transcendent forces must pass through the Ancient Qing Cosmos to invade the Qin Dynasty, and Qin Wudao moving the Nine Provinces World to the Ancient Qing Cosmos demonstrates a determination to fight back without retreat.

The enemies may be strong!

But the Qin Dynasty does not fear at all!

"Your Majesty is wise!"

Zhuge Liang, Liu Che, Dong Zhongshu, and other illustrious figures of Huaxia bowed, naturally having no reason to fear.

Other native ministers hesitated slightly but followed suit in submission.

They too were not afraid of death.

Qin Wudao stood up, took a step, and appeared outside the Nine Provinces World, slowly extending his right hand, a boundless emperor’s power surged out, forming a golden palm print.

This palm covered the sky of the Nine Provinces World.

Instantly.

The vast Nine Provinces World was held in his hand, like a Luminous Pearl.

Such immense commotion naturally attracted the attention of many common people, thinking an external enemy was invading, they hurriedly drew their weapons to break through the sky, but upon closer inspection, they recognized Qin Wudao.

"It’s His Majesty, everyone don’t panic!"

An elder shouted loudly.

Hearing this, people quietly put away their weapons, gazing up at the figure in the starry sky with admiration.

"His Majesty has ordered the migration of the Nine Provinces World to the Ancient Qing Cosmos!"

"During this period, the creatures of the Nine Provinces World are prohibited from entering or leaving, violators will be severely punished!"

Wen Tianxiang broke the void, standing below the Purple Hell, explaining loudly.

Upon hearing the reason, people secretly sighed in relief and began discussing.

"The Ancient Qing Cosmos? Isn’t that the borderland? Why move the capital to the border now, are we preparing to attack the high-level cosmos?"

"It’s possible there’s a powerful enemy invasion..."

"Why think so much? Whatever His Majesty does, we just support it..."

In the starry sky, Qin Wudao held the Nine Provinces World with one hand, tearing through the starry sky with the other, traveling through dimensions, and flying towards the distant stars.

His speed was extremely fast, and in no time, crossed thousands of stars.

Holding stars in his hand!

Like an exiled immortal!

...

In the Dark Sanctuary.

The Dark Master and the Holy Master traversed a desolate land, arriving at an abyss, seemingly bottomless, devouring all light, filled with the aura of death.

After a brief pause, the two of them flew down the abyss to an underground palace.

The atmosphere was eerie.

Flickering ghostly green flames danced.

By the faint light, countless coffins could be seen in the hall, most of which had decayed, yet the bodies within remained intact but devoid of life.

After passing through the group of coffins, a high platform could be seen.

On the platform, ten thousand red coffins hovered, perhaps due to the material, they were not rotted, intricately carved with mysterious patterns, faintly exuding a powerful aura.

"The dark formation remains intact, it can be awakened!"

The Holy Master squatted on the ground, carefully inspecting the red coffins, and said with a smile.

The Dark Master nodded, continuing forward.

Dozens of miles later, fog began to appear, making the already dim cave even darker, and this fog was not ordinary fog, but Origin Power of death.

Faint ghostly flames shone on the power of death, like bones floating in a river of blood.

The scene was extremely eerie.

After another ten miles.

A cliff appeared, with an ancient black bridge standing, leading into the distance, disappearing into the deathly fog, the howling wind like the wails of thousands of ghosts.

The Dark Master and the Holy Master looked ahead, with a glimmer of anticipation in their eyes.

The two walked on the bridge, and in no time, disappeared into the fog, and as they went further, the ancient bridge also vanished from sight.

When the Dark Master and the Holy Master reappeared, they were in a new palace.

This palace was even darker.

The area was not very large.

Placing three hundred purple coffins and fifty golden coffins, situated in a vast formation.

"Awaken now!"

"Followers of the dark..."

Standing before the coffins, the Dark Master closed his eyes slightly, made hand seals, and activated the ancient dark formation that had lain dormant for hundreds of billions of years.