After returning to the palace, Ying Zheng immediately issued an order and began to revitalize the Qin Empire.

He first promulgated a series of policies to encourage people to practice cultivation and vigorously develop the industry of cultivating immortals.

At the same time, he also recruited immortal cultivation talents from all over the country to form a powerful immortal cultivation army.

Under the leadership of Ying Zheng, the national strength of the Qin Empire grew increasingly strong, and the level of cultivation also improved by leaps and bounds.

In just a few years, the Qin Empire became a first-class power in the world of immortal cultivation.

And Ying Yuan also became the number one genius in the world of immortal cultivation in the Great Qin Empire. His strength improved by leaps and bounds, and he soon reached the late Nascent Soul stage and was only one step away from the God Transformation stage.

However, just when the Qin Empire was thriving, a sudden piece of news broke this peaceful scene.

"Your Majesty, something terrible has happened! The demons have invaded!" A soldier ran into the palace in a panic and reported to Ying Yuan.

"What? Demon invasion?" Ying Yuan's face changed drastically and he stood up suddenly.

"Yes, Your Majesty! The demon army has broken through the border defense line and is heading towards the heartland of our Great Qin Empire!" said the soldier in horror.

"The damn demons actually dared to invade my Great Qin Empire! I will make them pay the price!" Ying Yuan roared, his eyes full of murderous intent.

"Your Majesty, what should we do now?" Zhao Linger asked worriedly.

Ying Yuan took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and said: "Pass the order down, gather all the troops immediately and prepare to fight the demons!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Zhao Linger took the order and left.

Ying Yuan looked out the window, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

The invasion of demons is a huge crisis for the Qin Empire.

However, for Ying Yuan, this is an opportunity.

A chance to prove yourself!

An opportunity to make the Qin Empire famous throughout the world!
"Demons, just prepare to die!" Ying Yuan clenched his fists, his heart filled with fighting spirit.

At this moment, a eunuch hurried into the hall, knelt on the ground, and shouted in panic: "Your Majesty! It's bad! The emperor... the emperor... he has gone crazy!"

The eunuch almost crawled into the palace, his voice trembling: "Your Majesty! The Grand…Emperor Retired…He…He passed away!"

Ying Yuan was stunned, and the teacup in his hand fell to the ground with a "smack", and the fragments flew everywhere. He stood up suddenly, and an indescribable sadness surged in his heart. Although Ying Zheng was strict with him, that strictness was full of deep love. He had always regarded Ying Zheng as his closest person, but now, this person was gone forever.

"Grandpa Emperor..." Ying Yuan muttered to himself, his voice so low that it was almost inaudible.

Zhao Linger was also stunned. She couldn't believe her ears. In her heart, the emperor had always been a lofty and omnipotent existence. But now, this indomitable figure had left like this. She walked to Ying Yuan, gently held his hand, and tried to give him some comfort.

Ying Yuan took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. He knew that now was not the time to be sad. The demon tribe was about to invade, and he had to deal with the emperor's funeral as soon as possible, and then lead the army to resist the foreign enemies.

"Pass on my order to immediately prepare for the emperor's funeral and hold a state funeral in three days!" Although Ying Yuan's voice was low, it was full of unquestionable majesty.

"Yes, sir!" the eunuch responded hastily, then staggered out.

Ying Yuan turned to look at Zhao Linger, his eyes full of fatigue: "Linger, go and make arrangements. I...I want to be alone for a while."

Zhao Linger nodded, without saying anything more, and quietly left the hall. Only Ying Yuan was left in the hall. He slowly walked to the window, looking at the gloomy sky outside, feeling lost.

The demons invaded, the emperor passed away, and all these things weighed on him. He felt like a lone boat sailing in a storm, which could be swallowed by the huge waves at any time.

"Grandpa Emperor, don't worry, I will definitely lead the Great Qin Empire to defeat the demons and protect this land!" Ying Yuan whispered to the sky. Although his voice was not loud, it was full of firmness and determination.

Three days later, Ying Zheng's state funeral was held as scheduled. The entire Qin Empire was immersed in grief.

Ying Yuan, wearing a black dragon robe, stood in front of the coffin, silently looking at his beloved grandfather. There was no expression on his face, but his heart was full of sadness and pain.

The funeral procession was huge and stretched for dozens of miles. Countless people came to see him off spontaneously, crying and shouting the name of the retired emperor, expressing their respect and grief for this great emperor.

After the state funeral, Ying Yuan immediately summoned all his ministers to discuss how to deal with the invasion of the demons.

"My dear ministers, the demons are about to invade and our great Qin Empire is in danger! I want to know what good plans you have?" Ying Yuan asked in a deep voice while sitting on the dragon throne.

The ministers looked at each other, and no one dared to speak for a moment. The power of the demons had long been known to everyone, and they had no idea how to deal with this crisis.

"Your Majesty, I think we should immediately ask for help from other immortal cultivation sects!" a minister said bravely.

"Ask for help?" Ying Yuan sneered, "My Great Qin Empire is a first-class power in the world of immortal cultivation. How can we ask for help from other sects? Wouldn't that make the world laugh at us?"

"Your Majesty, the demons are very powerful. I'm afraid we can't resist them on our own!" another minister advised.

"I know that the demons are powerful, but I will never bow to them! I want to let the demons know that my Great Qin Empire is not to be trifled with!" Ying Yuan said in a firm tone.

"Your Majesty is wise!" all the ministers shouted in unison.

Ying Yuan looked around at everyone, his eyes full of confidence and determination: "I have decided to lead the army in person to fight against the demons!"

"Your Majesty, you can't do this!" The ministers were horrified and tried to dissuade him.

"Your Majesty, you are worth a million dollars. How can you take risks so easily? If something happens to you, what will happen to our Great Qin Empire?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, the demons are cruel and cunning, you must not put yourself in danger!"

Ying Yuan waved his hand, interrupting the ministers' advice: "I have made up my mind, no need to say more! I want to let the demons know that the emperor of my Great Qin Empire is not a cowardly person!"

"Your Majesty..." The ministers wanted to persuade him again, but were stopped by Ying Yuan's sharp eyes.

"Okay, I'm tired, let's adjourn the court!" Ying Yuan waved his hand, turned around and left the hall.

The ministers looked at each other and sighed helplessly. They knew that Ying Yuan's character was like this, and once he made a decision, he would never change it easily.

After returning to the palace, Ying Yuan immediately began to practice. He knew that if he wanted to defeat the demons, he had to improve his strength.

He sat cross-legged, practicing his skills and absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

As time went by, Ying Yuan's aura became stronger and stronger, and a powerful pressure emanated from him, filling the entire bedroom.

Suddenly, Ying Yuan opened his eyes, and two golden lights shot out from his eyes, illuminating the entire room.

"Demons, I'm here!" Ying Yuan stood up, his eyes full of fighting spirit. He opened the window, looked into the distance, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. (End of this chapter)