I am the emperor of Qin and Han, the ancestor of Tang and Song, the founding king of a generation. My literary, political and military skills are unparalleled in the world.
However, the life span of a mortal is only a hundred years. Even if there are four seas, surrender under your feet; even if there are mountains and rivers, they are as solid as gold. A hundred years later, it will be nothing more than a handful of loess.
Until that day, the sky cracked.
There is sword light falling from the nine heavens, and one sword cuts down one hundred thousand of my cavalry. The immortal stands on the clouds, looking down at the world: "Mortal emperors are just like ants."
That day, I raised my head for the first time, saw the sky beyond the sky, and also saw the insignificance of myself as a "mortal".
They seek immortality, and I seek immortality.
They build a great road, and I will build a great road.
They regard the world as a pasture and the emperor as a rotten dog.
Then I will let all the nine heavens and ten earths know——
I can sit on the country as a mortal, and I can rule as an emperor for eternity!
In this life, I do not seek to ascend, I only seek for the immortals above the nine heavens to see my Luanjia.
