Step by step, walk up the stairs leading to the second floor of the Ghost Gate.

I have gone so many times, but none of them are as heavy as today, so... so impatient.

The second floor is covered with guards. The door is not opened. You can clearly see from the hollow carved windows that outside... is a sea of ​​ghost fire!

Countless ghosts!

Today, at this moment, none of the ghosts in the fortress were at home, and all of them flocked to the square. The huge square with a radius of two thousand meters, except for the central gate of ghosts, was surrounded by endless ghosts in all directions. The ghost fire in their eyes formed a dazzling sea of ​​stars.

Even though he was mentally prepared, Qin Ye's heart trembled when he saw this scene.

This is not something that can be compared to any concert. Even if it is a concert of 100,000 people, it cannot compare to this scene.

Noisy, boiling and turbulent.

It is true that under this extreme solemnity, solemnity, and ritual sense, there is no loud noise among the ghosts. However, everyone's whispers, at this moment, also gathered into a surging wave, which was shocking.

"Sir, it's the last five minutes! Please prepare!" Secretary Jiang hurried over and whispered.

Everyone, including Di Ting, even though they knew they had no say, held their chests and took deep breaths at this moment.

At this moment, a huge dark light curtain appeared in the entire Chinese underworld, every city, every district, every county, every township and village... and the light curtain was the scene of Chengxin Ghost Pass Square!

In the north, a ghost man walking on the road stopped and looked in the air in surprise. Around him, more ghost man stopped and looked at this scene that could remember the history.

Looking at the endless ocean of ghost fire.

Look at the loft that is highly anticipated.

In the southernmost part, under the light curtain, thousands of ghosts gathered in an instant. In the further part, there were old men and teenagers... regardless of men or women, the whole city's eyes gathered in the air.

In the West, many cities and towns, this moment is silent. The magnificent sense of ritual as the sea and as vast as the stars, the electric current rushed through the whole body. The ghost fire jumped wildly for no reason, staring at the light curtain in the air without blinking.

Five minutes, four minutes, three minutes...one minute...zero!

Just as the countdown on the light curtain reached zero, all the ghosts and people across the country felt their hair standing up.

The countdown ends in the past.

Swipe and swipe-! At the same time, on the light curtain, the entire ghost fire that inherited the fire disappeared. Only the ghost fire and Milky Way near the Ghost Gate Square was left.

There is no surprise, no panic, and instead it is a solemnity of a tsunami coming, and a prelude to the coming of an ecstatic storm!

The whole country is quiet.

Wait quietly...the pace towards a new era.

The next second, a familiar melody resounded for more than 11 million square kilometers. From south to north, from east to west, it was magnificent and passionate, with a strong sense of mission and responsibility, echoing across the country.

That's the sound of the national anthem.

Qin Ye did not change the national anthem. This song... represents too many things, carries too many recognitions, and shoulders too many dreams.

The Volunteer March.

In the abyss that humans cannot step into, it slowly sounds in this bottomless darkness.

After that passionate music, I don’t know how many ghosts suddenly turned red.

This is the mark of the times. It is a wisp of soul and a root.

"Get up...people who don't want to be slaves... turn our flesh and blood..." At the Chengxin scene, a young man voiced hoarsely and couldn't help but sang softly with the music.

Not only him, but more people sang softly the moment the melody sounded. However... the sings of tens of millions of people formed an uneven but extremely majestic chorus!

This is... the national anthem resounds through the underworld for the first time.

It's not just about paying wages.

The cities where Chengxin cannot see each city, no matter how long it took, whether it was from Chengxin to Pengqiu, or whether it was waiting for today's old ghosts, men, women, and young, all of them sang gently at this moment.

The sound of the national anthem was flying throughout the earth, and a strong sense of national pride, belonging, and self-confidence rushed into all the hearts of the ghosts at this moment.

Three minutes later, the national anthem ended. Immediately afterwards, countless lights suddenly bloomed in the dark Chengxin.

Not fireworks.

Instead, all the lanterns hanging on the corners of the attic were lit together. There was no light, but it was better than light. The entire Chengxin was shrouded in a golden color. At this moment, all the ghosts and ghost fires in front of the light curtain jumped.

The door is open.

The gate on the second floor of the Gate of Ghost was finally opened.

The lights shine in the darkness throughout the city. This scene must be amazed countless times in normal times. However, now, the entire square is still in awe. Only heavy breathing is left.

Qin Ye is in the middle, Aluo Shasa, Di Ting is on the left and right, Oda Nobunaga and his son are on both sides, and they are lined up in turn.

With the attention of everyone, Qin Ye slowly walked forward a few steps. Just because of these steps, the whole city was silent, and even the sound of breathing disappeared, leaving only silence.

Expectations for a dynasty to unfold.

Respect for an era that is about to end.

Even though I was excited to scream, I could only clench my fists and widen my eyes.

"Today, we gather here to participate in the grand event." Qin Ye's voice resounded throughout the city. He took a look, and for some reason, his beating heart suddenly calmed down completely.

Those two looking at his ghost fire with anticipation, the excited expressions of the ghost spirits. Isn’t it a proof of his success?

Starting from receiving salary, it also unveils the curtain of a new era here... It is worthy to be able to stand here.

He did a lot to receive salary, and the ghosts recognized him. What's so nervous?

Thinking of this, his thinking suddenly flew out. Looking at the manuscript in his hand, he didn't want to read it along with the manuscript.

He has read this manuscript and wrote it well, but it is a little less.

Feelings.

His own feelings are part that outsiders cannot write for themselves. Originally, in the tense atmosphere before, he had already agreed with this manuscript. But now... he has something he wants to say.

"One day six years ago, the underworld was formed here." He spoke slowly. The secretarial team at the gate behind him gasped. Secretary Jiang stared at the ghost beside him: "Is there this sentence on the manuscript?"

"No!" The secretary was also anxious and sweating: "Does the King of Hell want to break the paper? Can he grasp this situation?"

"There is no way to be able to master it. The head has already opened, so I can only continue to say it!"

Qin Ye didn't know the anxious gaze of the secretary team behind him. He just followed his heart and said freely: "You may not have imagined how small the underworld was at that time. I'm afraid it was only the size of a village. The only building is this gate of hell."

"There is a forest around it. The real forest is not a metaphor. We start from being poor and in vain. At that time... I never dreamed that six years later, I could stand here and preside over the founding ceremony for one billion people."

"The founding of the country... was like a dream for us at that time."

There is no gorgeous rhetoric, no official language, and it cannot even be said to be beautiful in writing. But... true feelings.

Nothing can be exchanged for people's hearts, but only people's hearts can be exchanged for people's hearts. Putting your heart in the hearts, countless ghosts, and a small number of ghosts from Chengxin's era. When you hear this sentence, you can't help but feel mixed feelings.

"It's not just you didn't expect... how could we think..." Huang Liangchuan was also in the group of ghosts. Hearing this sentence, he sighed with emotion and closed his eyes. Then he opened it and looked at Chengxin who was covered with lights: "How could he think... In just six years, the underworld can reach this point..."

"At that time, no one knew what the future ahead was. They were facing one riot after another. I was alone, and I calmed down twice." Qin Ye seemed to see himself six years ago. At that time, the gates of ghosts were surrounded by forests, and ghosts rested listlessly under the trees. Now, looking around, the pavilions and towers were one after another.

I'm worthy of the job...

It seemed like a little spark exploded in his heart. He continued: "In Tsushima Haisha, he took the Yao-Ben Tianmu Bowl to welcome the 12 Tianluo court meeting. He sent troops to Pengqiu, captured Pengqiu, and then used Pengqiu as the basis to spread the entire underworld... and pacify the whole country in six years... It's really like a dream."

He lowered his head and looked at the surrounding ghost fire Milky Way. His voice was a little hoarse, and he said in a deep voice: "But today, we can finally raise our heads and say proudly--the underworld of China that has been collapsed for a hundred years, reunify it!"

"All nations have become one again! The yin and yang cycle is balanced, and there will never be any gathering place again, and there will be no situation where ghosts have no place to rely on and do not know the way forward!"

"Under the banner of the Great Qin Dynasty, we will go further, carry on the past and open up the future, and innovate."

"So..." His eyes became solemn, his chest was slightly undulating, and there seemed to be a flame in his mouth, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "As the third leader of the underworld, I solemnly announce it."

"The third underworld in China - the Great Qin Dynasty, was established at this moment!"

If you have too much language, you will lose your strength.

He didn't want too much emotion or too much nonsense. He hoped that this short and condensing power would penetrate the hearts of every ghost.

Let them be proud of the four words of the Great Qin Dynasty.

Let all Chinese ghosts, because of their country, hold their heads up in the underworld.

silence.

The next second is earth-shaking applause and hoarse cheers!

It was like standing in the basin, with landslides and tsunamis everywhere. The cheers of tens of millions of ghosts and people made Chengxin tremble. This scene arrived at thousands of households with the Yin Qi and Light Curtain!

"I'll leave it to you next." Qin Ye whispered to Di Ting, and his body turned into a cold wind and drifted away. The next second it appeared in his office, and here, Wang Chenghao and Zhao Yun were already waiting for him.

Qin Ye sat on the chair, closed his eyes and took a deep breath to calm himself down as soon as possible.

He was not worried about the national announcement. As long as he held military power, no one dared to rebel.

The following is what you really have to face.

A video conference on the global god of death!
Chapter completed!