Martial Arrogance Dragon Soul-Chapter 474 - 442: The Ancient Blood Coffin

With every step Qin Qing took, there was no significant noise, yet each step fell like a heavy drumbeat, striking Qin Sheng’s heart.

"Qin Qing, let’s end it here, this war, I’m willing to admit defeat..."

Suddenly, Qin Sheng spoke up, "In the past, I was wrong. I’m willing to acknowledge my mistakes and pay the price as compensation. I’m asking you to spare us..."

"Spare you?" Qin Qing couldn’t help but sneer.

"When you needed me before, you were very good to me. You also promised that once I got the Fruit of Life for you, you would release my father. But what did you do?"

"You burned the bridges after crossing the river, turned your back on me. You handed me over to Lu Tianlong to be dealt with, and even slandered me as a prison breaker who wanted to kill my Qin Family members..."

"Do you think I would give you another chance?"

Qin Qing slowly raised the Azure Dragon Spear in his hand, pointing it at Qin Sheng.

"Qin Qing, don’t push people too far!" Qin Sheng roared in anger.

"Push people too far?" Qin Qing sneered again, "You wanted to kill my father, kill my clan members, wasn’t that to force me to come back? If we’re talking about pushing people too far, isn’t it none other than your Qin Imperial Clan who is guilty?"

Qin Qing’s gaze then swept towards Qin De at the back.

All of this was definitely not just the doing of Qin Sheng.

Qin De was also one who planned and strategized.

Initially, Qin Qing thought that Qin De was truly a man of benevolence and virtue, a person of high moral standing.

But in the end, Qin Qing was harshly slapped in the face.

This Qin De was a person with extremely deep schemes and cunning.

Seizing his second uncle and his seventh uncle, forcing him to come back, this idea was probably Qin De’s.

"Qin Qing, my father also said just now, we admit to the wrongs we’ve done in the past, and I, Qin De, have wronged you too. Qin Qing, let’s write off our grudges. We are willing to admit our mistakes, to make them known to the world. And we will definitely give you and your clan members satisfactory compensation. Is that okay?"

As he spoke, Qin De actually walked towards Qin Qing.

Then he kneeled down, giving Qin Qing a heavy kowtow.

Qin De was the current Crown Prince.

At least until Qian Country officially declared its dissolution, he was still the Crown Prince.

Yet at this moment, he actually kneeled and kowtowed to Qin Qing, full of penitence.

It seemed like he was sincerely apologizing, repenting for the wrongdoings he had done.

Everyone’s eyes were on Qin Qing.

Zhao Tianyin, Li Hetai, Xu Fang, Bai Qiuhe, and others at the back were all looking at Qin Qing as well.

What would be Qin Qing’s decision?

Would he choose to make peace with Qin De and the entire Qin Imperial Clan at this moment?

Qin Qing looked at Qin De indifferently.

"It’s too late..."

However, Qin Qing just uttered these two words lightly.

Uttering these two words meant that Qin Qing could not possibly reconcile.

In fact, the grievances between him and the Qin Imperial Clan were impossible to settle just like that.

"You, Qin De, and you, Qin Sheng, you don’t deserve my trust, Qin Qing!"

"Today, you must die!"

Qin Qing’s voice was cold and resolute.

He had already determined that today he must kill Qin Sheng and Qin De.

"Hehehe..."

Qin Sheng began to laugh coldly; by this time, he already knew that there was no way to turn back: "Qin Qing, I told you, don’t push people too far. Yet you insist on not listening! Do you really think—

Do you really think you have me, you have the Qin Imperial Clan, completely at your mercy?"

As Qin Sheng spoke, a jade talisman materialized in his hand.

This was a red jade talisman, crimson as blood.

This was Blood Jade, and not just any ordinary Blood Jade, but Ancient Blood Jade, born in the Ancient Era, imbued with the aura of the ancient times.

Qin Sheng held this jade talisman, and blood and spiritual power seeped into it.

Suddenly, the ground began to tremble.

"Humming..."

Following that, there were cracking sounds...

The ground burst open with cracks.

Countless cracks appeared instantaneously, spreading out like a spider web.

All the cracks extended in one direction, eventually forming a center.

This center was the location of the distant Imperial Mausoleum!

"Boom!"

A loud noise erupted.

A blood-red beam of light suddenly burst forth from the location of the Imperial Mausoleum, shooting into the sky.

This beam of light surged straight up to the heavens, turning the entire sky a blood-red color; for a moment the whole world seemed to bathe in the bloody light.

Then, a blood-red giant coffin flew out from within the Imperial Mausoleum, into the air, hovering in the void.

This was a coffin made entirely of Ancient Blood Jade.

With the appearance of this Ancient Blood Coffin, a terrifying aura instantly spread, enveloping the hearts of everyone present.

The coffin then began to tremble, and the lid slowly opened.

Someone actually walked out from within the Blood Coffin...

As this person emerged, an extremely eerie and desolate aura spread across the heavens, and everyone felt as if they were shrouded by an ominous presence.

The person who emerged from the blood-red giant coffin was dressed in the attire of an emperor of Qian Country.

Adorned with nine dragons and wearing a golden robe, he donned a crown and his demeanor was like that of a sovereign ruling over all under heaven.

"This is..."

The crowd was stunned.

Outbursts of shock and doubt could be heard.

"Could it be, that’s Emperor Qian Shihuang?"

Emperor Qian Shihuang was the founding monarch of Qian Country.

In many places throughout Qian Country, there were statues of the founding emperor.

In numerous books, there were also portrayals of him.

"Junior Qin Ye offers his greetings to the Ancestor!"

Indeed, just at that moment, the retired Emperor Qin Ye suddenly knelt down to the figure that had walked out of the blood coffin.

Then, his aged servant Ouyang Hai, as well as Qin Sheng, Qin De, and others all knelt down as well.

"Greetings, Ancestors!"

Every member of the Qin Imperial Clan as well as those from the palace, all knelt respectfully at this moment, bowing deeply to the person in the sky.

"Emperor Qian Shihuang?"

"To think he hasn’t died."

"After thousands of years since the founding of Qian Country, the founding emperor has yet to perish. What level of cultivation might he now possess?"

Qin Qing was also astonished in his heart.

He stared aghast at Emperor Qian Shihuang.

If Emperor Qian Shihuang hadn’t died, then he was akin to a living fossil among ancestors, with unfathomably profound strength.

"That’s not right..."

Qin Qing frowned slightly, sensing that the aura exuding from Emperor Qian Shihuang was very strange.

It was as if shrouded in endless deathly energy, yet simultaneously brimming with vitality.

It was as if he were half-alive and half-dead, half-human and half-spectral...

"Could it be that he has cultivated some kind of Forbidden Secret Technique?"

Suddenly, Qin Qing recalled a tome he had once chanced upon while at Wind-Fire Academy.

That ancient text recorded a malevolent method of cultivation, which involved sacrificing living people to enhance one’s own power.

Usually, those who resorted to such methods had come to a certain bottleneck in their cultivation, and as their lifespan was running out without a hope for breakthrough, seeing their life draining away and death approaching, would walk the path of depravity and practice Evil Sorcery.

These Forbidden Secret Techniques were often iniquitously cruel and brutal.

For example, sacrificing living people to use their Life Essence to replenish one’s own Qi-Blood, thereby extending one’s lifespan.

But extending one’s lifespan is an act against the heavens and incredibly arduous. The Qi-Blood of ordinary people, even when used in such sacrifices, had minute effects.

Therefore... a vast number of lives must be aggregated. Thus, those who practice such Evil Sorcery required the sacrifice of countless souls. Sometimes, they would even sacrifice an entire city, along with all the living souls within, to compensate for the Essence they needed.

"It must be so. Emperor Qian Shihuang has cultivated such a vile Forbidden Secret Technique," Qin Qing thought to himself.

"This can be deduced from the aura emitting from him. Also, the fact that he sealed himself inside an Ancient Blood Coffin indicates as much, for such coffins can delay the ebbing of one’s vital energy and assist in the cultivation of Forbidden Secret Techniques," he reasoned.

"Qin Qing, this is Emperor Qian Shihuang," Zhao Tianyin said as he joined Qin Qing, his words further confirming Qin Qing’s suspicions.

"Rumor has it that over a millennium ago, Emperor Qian Shihuang did everything in his power to elevate his cultivation. He practiced Evil Sorcery Techniques, sacrificing countless commoners, yet fell a single step short of breaking through to the Saint Realm."

"Therefore, Emperor Qian Shihuang sealed himself within the Blood Jade giant coffin. The Blood Jade coffin could lock in his vital Life Essence, allowing him to extend his lifespan against the fate decreed by the heavens."

By now, the Emperor Qian Shihuang who had emerged from the Blood Coffin had already approached Qin Sheng and others.

The members of the Qin Royal Family, apart from Qin Sheng, were all astounded beyond measure.

None had known that the founding emperor was still alive.

"Ancestor above, my generations have been unworthy. Qian Country now faces a life and death crisis. It was out of desperation that I awakened the Ancestor. Please forgive me for the disturbance!" Qin Sheng knelt once more before the founding emperor and said.

"It doesn’t matter..."

Emperor Qian Shihuang spoke, with a hoarse voice.

It was a strange voice, not like that of a living being.

It was like a knife scraping over everyone’s hearts, chilling them to the bone.

"I’ve reached my limit. I am but one step away from the Saint Realm. It is just at this time you have awakened me."

With a world-weary and detached gaze, Emperor Qian Shihuang slowly swept his eyes over his surroundings, taking in every person, every soldier, and officer.

"The rebel army has encircled the city, have these people already invaded the imperial palace?" Emperor Qian Shihuang asked.

"Yes, Ancestor. We ask that you may lend your hand to eliminate these traitorous rebels," Qin Sheng replied.

"Very well!" Emperor Qian Shihuang nodded, "Who leads the rebels?"

"Him!" Qin Sheng rose to his feet, pointing towards Qin Qing, as well as Li Hetai and Zhao Tianyin, "And them."

One by one, Emperor Qian Shihuang’s gaze acknowledged each of them. When his eyes landed on Qin Qing, a spark of interest flickered: "Eh? Not even twenty years old and already at the Golden Core Late Stage?"

"Ancestor, although this child is merely at the Golden Core Late Stage, his combat power is comparable to that of the Late Stage of Nascent Soul Realm. Furthermore, this young man has robust Qi-Blood and possesses the Divine Dragon Martial Spirit," Qin Sheng hastened to inform.

"Oh?" Upon hearing this, a bloodthirsty glint flashed across Emperor Qian Shihuang’s gray eyes.

Cultivating such a Forbidden Technique, his greatest desire was to absorb the Qi-Blood of such talents. Especially upon hearing this youngster possessed the Divine Dragon Martial Spirit meaning his Qi-Blood would be exceptionally vigorous and pure.

"If that’s the case, then let’s start with you!"

A sinister smile curled on the corners of Emperor Qian Shihuang’s mouth as he suddenly made his move.

"Whoooosh!"

A terrifying aura burst forth all at once.

A strange and violent Spiritual Power instantly coalesced in the air into a massive blood-colored hand that shot towards Qin Qing!