"The day the Three Dynasties' Saint Competition ends will be the day of the Xianyang uprising."
Guan Wu put down his wine bowl and snorted coldly, his eyes shimmering with a chilling light, terrifying enough to make the nearby lamp flicker incessantly.
Zhang Fei followed with a hehe laugh, "With Lyu Wutian having escaped and Gong Sunqi out in battle, who in Xianyang can withstand us?"
They were preparing to destroy Xianyang!
Once Xianyang fell, Great Qin would be thrown into chaos!
After all, Xianyang was the power center of Great Qin. If even the imperial city was ravaged, who in the Holy Dynasty wouldn't panic?
Afterward, the Great Zhou and Great Xia would surely strike amidst the chaos, leading Great Qin towards its demise.
The three men's fantasies were grand, as if they had already foreseen the destruction of Great Qin and the tragic death of the Emperor of Qin.
