The First Emperor Rises from the Dead, and Even the Eagle Nation's Master Has to Kneel

He won't blame me for my poor English. He'll only blame himself for failing to unite the Earth.

The First Emperor, Ying Zheng, stood 1.98 meters tall and wielded a 1.62-meter sword. He conquered the six states and united the eight corners of the world.

Just as he gazed across the ocean, pointed his sword west, and prepared to go even further,

the gods of the West joined forces with sorcerers to sever his fate, causing Ying Zheng to die young.

They saddled him with an eternal infamy and ensured he could never be reborn.

At the moment of his death, Ying Zheng poured the resources of his entire empire into turning his mausoleum into a place for refining corpses, hoping that one day he would return, reborn, and fulfill his long-held ambition!

More than two thousand years later, the truth was revealed, and people finally learned the facts.

Conscription had been for campaigns across the heavens, defying the natural order, and every household was allowed to keep one male relative to care for the old and young!

The books burned and scholars buried alive had actually been the histories of the other states. The works of the Hundred Schools of Thought had all been preserved, and the people killed were sorcerers who cheated and swindled!

As they looked upon an Earth with more than two hundred countries and over five thousand languages, the ancestral land of the East stirred once more.

At the same time, a murderous aura surged into the sky from the imperial tomb that had lain dormant for more than two thousand years...

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.