"Two thousand years, gone in the blink of an eye."
"I shall enter the world of mortals!"
The dragon coffin shook. The voice that rang out seemed to come from the distant past, filled with supreme authority.
The might of the First Emperor had not faded after a thousand years. One after another, figures molded from clay knelt down and kowtowed toward the dragon coffin, as if welcoming the king from two thousand years ago.
Wang Jian knelt on one knee.
"We respectfully bid Your Majesty farewell!"
Meng Tian's voice was filled with reverence.
"We respectfully bid Your Majesty farewell!"
Bai Qi was surging with killing intent.
"We respectfully bid Your Majesty farewell!"
Countless Qin terracotta soldiers rumbled in unison. Like the awe-inspiring might of the Great Qin Empire two thousand years ago, their voices swept across the land as the dragon coffin slowly sank.
Inside the dragon coffin, Qin Shi Huang's eyes suddenly opened.
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
