Sweeping across the heavens, starting with the first emperor of the ancient times.

Inside the courtyard, the aroma of tea remained, but the atmosphere had a different feel than usual.

A lingering sense of solemnity and confusion settled between Yun Li's brows, and her once clear and bright eyes were now tinged with uncertainty about the future.

After she sat down, she didn't exchange many pleasantries and went straight to Jiang Hao, getting straight to the point: "Your Majesty, I've come here to ask you for some advice."

Jiang Hao poured her tea, his movements unhurried: "Go on, tell me."

"My second life is nearing its end," Yun Li said calmly.

"I need to make plans for my third life, but... the difficulty of the third life far exceeds that of the second. Although my Dao of Creation has an advantage in this regard, the transformation of the third life has too high requirements in all aspects. This time, I am not confident."

Jiang Hao nodded, not surprised. The third life was a hurdle, a qualitative change, much more difficult than the previous ones.

Even among the most revered and emperor-like figures throughout history, very few can live to a third incarnation.

Yun Li paused, then looked directly at Jiang Hao with a questioning gaze:

"I have heard Your Majesty mention the method of creating holy spirits, seizing the power of heaven and earth, and prolonging the imperial mandate. I wonder if this method... is feasible? Could Your Majesty please enlighten me?"

She asked directly, without any beating around the bush.

Because she knew that in front of Jiang Hao, any attempt to beat around the bush would be futile.

Jiang Hao put down the teapot and looked up at her.

He could sense the anxiety and resentment beneath Yun Li's calm tone.

On the path to immortality, seeing one's peak about to fade, with the road ahead shrouded in mist and fraught with unpredictable dangers, this kind of pressure...

Well, he hasn't experienced it yet, at least not yet.

"To create a Holy Spirit..." Jiang Hao began slowly, his voice steady yet each word clear.

"It is to plunder the most primal essence of heaven and earth, to go against the heavens, and to forcibly prolong the life of an emperor. The advantage is that if successful, one can indeed reach the peak of life again, but there are also disadvantages."

Jiang Hao paused for a moment, then continued, "The process is extremely painful and lengthy, as if one is shattered and forcibly merged and reshaped with the laws of heaven and earth. If there is the slightest mistake, one's body and soul will be destroyed and one's true spirit will dissipate."

Moreover, this method seizes the creation of heaven and earth, creating immense karmic consequences. Upon success, your origin will be similar to, yet different from, the divinely ordained holy spirit, and your future path will be uncertain.

He looked into Yun Li's eyes: "Your path of creation is inherently about creation and transformation. Perhaps... you could try to take a different path."

It is not about purely plundering heaven and earth, but about taking your own creative imperial way as the core, simulating the process of the birth of the Holy Spirit, creating yourself, and walking a path of creation and Holy Spirit that belongs to you.

The risks might be slightly less than directly generating the Holy Spirit, and it's also more in line with your fundamental principles.

But how exactly to proceed, what you will encounter at each step—no one can predict that for you, and no one can take the risks for you. Ultimately, you must forge your own path.

After saying that, Jiang Hao began to explain in detail the ancient records, key steps, potential dangers and obstacles, and lessons learned from predecessors regarding the method of creating a Holy Spirit.

He shared everything he knew without reservation, but also repeatedly emphasized the uncertainties involved.

Over the years, Jiang Hao has also studied the Holy Spirit Transformation Method and has gained some insights.

Yun Li listened intently, her eyes flashing intensely, sometimes enlightened, sometimes confused, but ultimately replaced by an increasingly firm resolve.

She remained silent for a long time; the tea on the stone table had long since gone cold.

Finally, she let out a long, deep breath.

She stood up, bowed deeply to Jiang Hao, her forehead almost touching the stone table.

"Thank you, Your Majesty... for showing me the way and explaining the path ahead in detail."

Her voice was a little hoarse, but unusually firm. "Yun Li understands. She must forge her own path forward. No one can do it for her. Regardless of success or failure... she will have no regrets."

She straightened up, the solemnity and confusion on her face gone.

She clasped her hands in a gesture of respect again, then turned and left.

His back remained upright, and his steps remained steady.

Jiang Hao stared in the direction she had disappeared.

I hope you succeed.

……

Soon after.

Suddenly, a low and mournful wail echoed through the myriad paths of the universe.

The sound resonated deep within the hearts of all living beings, filled with reluctance and sorrow.

All paths trembled, and the Heavenly Heart Mark conveyed a clear sense of sorrow, as if bidding farewell to a close friend.

"The Creation Emperor...has fallen?"

"Huh? Even someone as powerful as the Creator Emperor has fallen? He won't live to see a third life?"

"The path to immortality is too difficult... The path to becoming an emperor is even more difficult. Even a powerful emperor like the Creator Emperor fell at the threshold of his third incarnation!"

"Waaah... Your Majesty!"

Countless lives, especially the human race and many friendly races that had been protected and blessed by Yun Li, were overcome with grief.

This empress, renowned for her ability to create chaos and who once quelled turmoil and slew the supreme ruler of the forbidden zone, did not possess the absolute dominance of the Chaos Emperor.

His contributions to the heavens were not as great as those of the Chaos Emperor.

However, she also won widespread respect and love for her unique gentleness and perseverance.

Her departure made many people feel that even the starry sky had dimmed a bit.

Deep within the forbidden zone of life, a cold divine thought swept indifferently.

"Another one has fallen."

"Immortality? Ha... what a joke."

"It saves us the trouble of taking action."

"If even creation is dead, how did Chaos manage to exist? How is it still alive?"

There was a sense of indifference, a cold indifference that it was none of his business, and an even deeper sense of bewilderment and apprehension towards Jiang Hao, this anomaly.

They couldn't understand how people could live like that.

……

Looking back on the life of the Creator Emperor Yun Li, he rose from a small, insignificant star and embarked on his path of cultivation through a chance encounter with the Chaos Emperor.

At the end of the Great Era, he overpowered all others and was the first to attain enlightenment.

His unique and divine creation astonished the world, and he established a great reputation by slaying the supreme beings of forbidden zones.

Having successfully lived a second life, he settles old scores and displays even greater decisiveness.

Ultimately, while exploring the path to immortality in the third life, the Dao perished in the starry sky.

His life was a magnificent and legendary one.

Although he stopped at the second life and failed to reach the higher realm of immortality, his brilliance is enough to be engraved in history and be admired and remembered by countless cultivators in later generations.

In the long years that followed, whenever people mentioned this brilliant and talented Empress of Creation, they would involuntarily turn their gaze toward the direction of the ancient Ziwei star.

Thinking of that Chaos Emperor who is still alive and seems to have coexisted with time, I marvel at the terrifying vitality of his life force.

The Purple Star Ancient Star, the deepest part of the Chaos Cave.

Jiang Hao sat cross-legged in the center of the boundless chaotic sea of ​​qi, his Daoist aura resonating with the universe.

As the mournful cry of the Great Dao echoed through the starry sky, he slowly opened his eyes, a smile that only he himself could understand appearing on his lips.

"She managed to pull off the first step of her deception."

He muttered to himself, his tone filled with admiration.

"She has the courage and decisiveness to actually embark on this perilous path of self-creation and emulation of the Holy Spirit. This kind of character is even more precious than her talent."

All beings in the heavens believed that Yun Li had failed in her attempt to become the third incarnation and had passed away in despair.

Only Jiang Hao knew that she had not perished, but rather, in a state similar to feigned death, she embarked on the perilous yet hopeful path of the Creation Saint Spirit.