Chapter 490: Tomb of the First Emperor

Chapter 490: Chapter 331: Tomb of the First Emperor

“Kill—!!”

“Remove the Human Emperor! Execute the tyrant!”

Gao Fei Xue suddenly opened her eyes. The wild wind, carrying the scent of blood, rushed into her nostrils. The deafening sounds of shouting and killing filled her ears. The scene before her made the blood in her veins instantly freeze—

Opposite.

A sea of black-clad soldiers surged like a tide. Bronze war chariots rumbled across the earth, armored soldiers formed a steel forest with their spears and swords, the cold gleam making one’s eyes ache, and menacing Exotic Beasts opened bloodthirsty mouths.

To the horizon, no end in sight.

“This is…”

Gao Fei Xue’s legs trembled uncontrollably; in the face of this earth-shattering force, she was as insignificant as a grain of sand about to be crushed.

Who could stop such an army?

Who is the Human Emperor? That tyrant?

At that moment.

The shield bearer at the front struck his heavy shield with a “thump,” and the ground shuddered. Archers drew their bows to full tension, and the next second, a rain of arrows darkened the sky—

Gao Fei Xue instinctively raised her hand to shield herself, only to see a figure clad in Profound Armor abruptly appear before her.

The cold gleam of a bronze Battle Halberd stung her eyes.

“Three thousand years of dukes’ division, flame of war unceasing, ends today, by my hand…”

“Remember—”

“Human Emperor Xiang Ji, crushed the hundred and eight dukes at Mu Ye, henceforth, the mountains and rivers united.”

“No king in the world.”

In the next second, he rushed forward like an arrow from a bowstring, sweeping the heavy halberd—

The halberd blade tore through the air, creating a resounding explosion. Ahead, within thirty zhang, cavalry fell with horse and rider blasted into a bloody mist, a counter-sweep carved out hundred zhang of ravine, swallowing bronze war chariots charging.

Where the youth passed, men and horses overturned, severed limbs fell like rain.

Gao Fei Xue stood dazed, watching the figure carve a bloody path through countless troops.

One person forms an army, invincible against thousands.

“Boom!”

A bolt of purple lightning suddenly struck down, yet upon touching the young Human Emperor, was deflected and shattered by his reverse halberd maneuver.

“Where are the Immortals!!!” someone shouted.

The sky suddenly darkened, and hundreds of golden lights descended from the firmament. Colossal Battle Spirits rose from the ground, but even the Immortal Gods were no match for the youth wielding the “Sky-piercing Halberd”.

“The Battle of Mu Ye… Wasn’t that a myth?”

Gao Fei Xue’s pupils trembled violently. She watched as the young Human Emperor stepped on wind and thunder, soaring skyward, each swing of his painted halberd evoked a sanguine blast of vigor. Fireballs falling from clouds were swept aside by his halberd, burning the earth with countless charred pits.

The sunset turned blood red.

Suddenly, the youth turned back, across mountains of corpses and seas of blood, his gaze meeting Gao Fei Xue’s.

Her chest abruptly ached, and she involuntarily took a step forward—

“Your Majesty…”

This soft whisper had just escaped her lips when the whole world suddenly spun. The rumble of bronze chariots, the warriors’ roars, the clashing of arms, all seemed to have been paused.

In the midst of confusion, someone’s gentle sigh was heard close by, the sound like winds traversing five thousand years—

“Professor Gao.”

“Professor Gao.”

A short-haired woman shook her shoulder forcefully, “What’s wrong with you? Your face is as white as a ghost’s!”

Gao Fei Xue suddenly sat up, gazing at her old classmate of over twenty years, Wen Shengnan, “I’m fine.”

“Really okay?”

Wen Shengnan passed her a bottle of mineral water.

“I had that recurring dream again…”

Gao Fei Xue was at this point in tears, yet completely unaware, as she spoke with Wen Shengnan about the “Dreamer.”

Since the age of six, she had been dreaming, starting as living together with one person, experiencing life and death, until today when the once vague dream became clear, and this time the name of the “Dreamer” finally appeared.

“Human Emperor Xiang Ji?”

Wen Shengnan and Gao Fei Xue grew up together; she cleared the civil service exam while Gao Fei Xue, because of the “Dreamer,” became very interested in history, thus becoming the youngest professor in Zhuxia.

“No.”

Wen Shengnan opened her tablet computer to search, and in the five thousand-year history of Zhuxia, there was no name “Human Emperor Xiang Ji.”

Gao Fei Xue lightly tapped the digital archive of “Historical Records,” enlarging a line of blurry seal script: “The term ‘Human Emperor’ only appeared in the fragmented scrolls of ‘Historical Records’.

“That was the era before the First Emperor, when eight hundred Dukes all respected the Human Emperor’s Decree.”

“‘Historical Records’?” Wen Shengnan raised an eyebrow, “So your dream was about the Battle of Mu Ye?”

She half-jokingly shook her head, “If you turned this dream into a novel, it would surely be a hit.”

Gao Fei Xue did not laugh, seriously focusing on “Historical Records.”

“The ‘Classic of Mountains and Seas’ and ‘Historical Records’ have always been seen as mythologies written by the ancient ancestors of Zhuxia. But the mountains and rivers depicted line up almost perfectly with the thirteen states of Zhuxia today.”

“The history before Qing Country was interrupted by the First Emperor’s ‘burning books and burying scholars,’ now the international academic community is questioning the continuity of our civilization.”

“But the battle descriptions in ‘Historical Records’ are too absurd, like the First Emperor alone slaughtering eight hundred Dukes, a single person destroying a nation?” Wen Shengnan gestured exaggeratedly, “If it were true as depicted in ‘Historical Records’, with flying through the skies, traversing mountains, and filling seas…”

She couldn’t help but laugh out loud, poking Gao Fei Xue’s forehead.

“My dear Professor Gao, modern physics should be put in a museum.”

“Maybe it’s true.” Gao Fei Xue added, “Sadly, the Seven Kingdoms’ Chaos at the End of the Han Dynasty left ‘Historical Records’ incomplete.”

“Because of your dream?”

Wen Shengnan was about to continue teasing when her waist communicator suddenly emitted a shrill “beep beep beep” alarm sound. This high-frequency buzzing was the exclusive alert of the highest level emergency.

Her expression froze instantly, quickly pressing answer: “Understood, Minister, I’m on my way.”

After hanging up, Wen Shengnan grabbed the police cap on the desk, speaking rapidly, “Professor Gao, urgent task, will talk later.”

“Mm.”

Gao Fei Xue nodded.

She knew her old classmate was in the department with high confidentiality work. Gao Fei Xue continued studying “Historical Records” and Zhuxia’s five thousand years, but the name Human Emperor Xiang Ji seemed to be erased by history.