Under One Person: My Inner Realm Connects to All Worlds!

Chapter 122 One Life's Fate Binds to Ten Thousand Lifetimes
Han Yun stared at the bronze unicorn. Its eyes were slightly closed, as if it were asleep, but there was a faint flow of Dao energy around it, which clearly indicated that it was no ordinary creature.

Old Meng cautiously approached: "Mr. Han, this thing won't come to life too, will it?"

Han Yun did not answer, but gently placed his palm on the edge of the coffin. Through his Heavenly Eye, he could see that the dragon energy and turbid breath were still intertwined on the body of the First Emperor inside the coffin.

"Sure enough."

Han Yun said in a low voice, "The First Emperor used himself as the core of the formation and the dynasty's dragon fortune as the price to condense the evil qi and turbid energy caused by the backlash from the earth's veins into a tangible form, and then purified it through the Five Elements Qi Formation."

Old Meng was completely bewildered: "You mean, Qin Shi Huang was sacrificing himself?"

Han Yun nodded with a complicated expression.

Just then, the bronze unicorn suddenly opened its eyes, shooting out two beams of golden light that pierced straight into Han Yun's brow.

"Watch out!" Old Meng exclaimed.

Han Yun was prepared, and his Pure Yang Sword blocked the attack. The golden light collided with the sword, producing a clear ringing sound.

The Lu Duan slowly stood up, its bronze outer shell peeling away inch by inch to reveal the real fur underneath.

"Anyone who disturbs the Emperor's bedchamber shall be executed!"

The creature spoke in human language, its voice like the clash of metal and stone, making Old Meng's eardrums ache.

Having said that, Lu Duan leaped up, a blinding white light condensing on its single horn, and attacked Han Yun.

Han Yun wielded the Pure Yang Sword, creating a golden light screen, and engaged in battle with the Lu Duan. The Lu Duan was incredibly fast, its movements as swift as lightning.

Old Meng hid in the distance, only seeing the golden and white light intertwining in the arena, making it impossible to see the movements of both sides. He could only hear the incessant sound of metal clashing.

Suddenly, a loud bang was heard, and Lu Duan was knocked back several steps by Han Yun's heavy blow.

Immediately afterward, the Pure Yang Sword flew out of his hand, transforming into a golden dragon that lunged towards Lu Duan. At the same time, the Dan Yun Qi spread across the ground, raising countless golden chains that firmly bound Lu Duan.

The Lu Duan struggled desperately, but could not break free.

As Han Yun approached, he saw that the Lu Duan's eyes were dark red, clearly disturbed by the evil qi and turbid energy, making it extremely agitated.

After careful observation, Han Yun immediately produced a wisp of purple dew from his fingertip and applied it to the person's spiritual platform, temporarily restoring their clarity.

Lu Duan looked at Han Yun, his eyes filled with vicissitudes: "How many years has it been?"

"More than two thousand years!"

"is it?"

Han Yun released the Lu Duan, which staggered slowly to the coffin, lay down beside it, and bowed its head, saying, "It's a pity I can no longer accompany you, Master!"

After saying that, his head fell silent.

Old Meng stepped forward and checked its breathing, then exclaimed in shock, "Is it dead?"

Han Yun nodded: "When I touched its spiritual platform just now, I found that it only had a trace of spiritual light left, barely enough to keep it afloat."

"For more than two thousand years, it has accompanied Qin Shi Huang in this place to suppress the turbid energy of the earth veins and guard the imperial tomb. It is truly a loyal beast."

"and………"

Han Yun stepped forward, and with a surge of immense power, opened the coffin, revealing the body of the First Emperor Ying Zheng. His expression was solemn as he said, "He won't last much longer either!"

The Qin Dynasty has been extinct for more than two thousand years. Where would it find so much dragon energy to use? It is already quite remarkable that it has managed to survive until this day.

Han Yun's gaze lingered on the bronze sword on the First Emperor's chest, where two ancient seal characters were engraved: "Suppressing Qin!"
With this sword, he could suppress the Corpse Demon, preventing his own body from being corroded by the earth's turbid energy and transforming into a corpse-like creature. He could also release his own dragon energy to serve as the core of the formation. Han Yun slowly placed his hand on the hilt of the sword, and a scene suddenly unfolded before his eyes through the hilt.

In the scene, Qin Shi Huang holds a long sword, exuding confidence and declaring to heaven and earth.

I, the First Emperor, have unified the six kingdoms and brought the world under one rule. I have built the Great Wall to guard the dragon veins of the nine provinces, protect my Great Qin, and safeguard my state. I hereby swear this oath in the name of the First Emperor!
While I am alive, I shall defend our land, expand our territory, pacify the barbarians, and establish the foundation for the eternal Qin Dynasty!
Even if I perish, my body will transform into a dragon's soul, protecting my divine land forever!

This oath is witnessed by the sun and moon, seen by heaven and earth, and heard by immortals, demons, and gods.

Along with this came a massive flow of information. The Golden Vein Glazed Bodhi Tree in Han Yun's sea of ​​consciousness swayed gently, categorizing and fully digesting this information.

"So that's how it is. This place is the land of the enemy's wrath? No wonder Qin Shi Huang chose to be buried here," Han Yun said in realization.

The Han Feizi (Chapter 28, "On the Difficulty of Persuasion") records: "The dragon, as an insect, can be harassed and ridden. However, it has a reverse scale a foot in diameter under its throat; if anyone touches it, it will surely kill them."

If we compare the Yellow River to a giant water dragon vein, and the surrounding land it irrigates to be flesh and blood, then Mount Li is the reverse scale at the throat of this dragon vein.

It is one of the most important nodes, and also the place where the turbid energy of the dragon vein gathers.

Qin Shi Huang wanted the Qin Dynasty to last for ten thousand generations, so naturally he needed to guard the vital dragon vein. He chose Mount Li as his mausoleum precisely to use his imperial body to suppress any rebellious elements, ensuring the eternal stability of the Qin Dynasty and the lasting prosperity of China.

One's fate is intertwined with the fates of countless generations!

Unfortunately, fate is unpredictable.

The Yellow River dragon vein has been overflowing for various reasons, and several times accidents have occurred at the lower jaw of the Yellow River dragon vein, the Dragon Pearl.

This caused the earth's turbid energy to become even more chaotic.

Han Yun withdrew his hand, looking at the First Emperor's corpse with a complicated expression.

The face of this emperor of all ages remains majestic, and the domineering aura of yesteryear still seems to linger between his brows. However, the dragon energy around him is nearly exhausted, and the turbid breath is restless, threatening to backfire at any moment.

"Mr. Han, what do we do now?" Old Meng swallowed hard and asked in a low voice.

Han Yun pondered for a moment and said, "Qin Shi Huang used himself as the core of the formation to suppress the turbid energy of the earth's veins for more than two thousand years. Now the formation is on the verge of collapse. If left unchecked, the turbid energy will erupt and surely bring disaster to the Guanzhong Plain."

Old Meng's face turned pale: "Then...then isn't this going to be a big disaster?"

Han Yun sighed: "The cycle of karma is inevitable, and retribution is swift. Sometimes, calamities are caused by people themselves, and sometimes they are caused by the interference of those with treacherous ambitions."

In the message just now, Han Yun received a lot of feedback from the earth veins.

Mountains and rivers are inherently precious and beautiful things, capable of becoming spiritual by absorbing the essence of the sun and moon. However, some people, in order to nip this problem in the bud, destroy the earth veins that are about to become spiritual.

This caused the backlash from the earth's veins.

Some of them are old stories from years ago.

For example, Taohuapu was destroyed decades ago, and hundreds of years ago, in order to enter the pass, the previous dynasty colluded with others to recklessly tamper with the Feng Shui Dragon Pearl, causing the Yellow River to flood Kaifeng. These are all sins committed by humankind itself.

"Humans and nature are both part of the universe, born from the same root, why are they so eager to harm each other?"

"What a mess! In the end, I have to clean up this mess!" Han Yun laughed self-deprecatingly.

Immediately, Han Yun's eyes sharpened, and he gripped the Ding Qin Sword tightly, pulling it upwards.

As the sword was removed from the body, the corpse that had been silent for two thousand years inside the coffin suddenly trembled violently, and wisps of black energy seeped out from its seven orifices.

(End of this chapter)