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

"Internal worms are often more likely to erode the foundation and are more disgusting than external enemies."

"Only by constantly scraping away the poison and ruthlessly cleaning it up can a people and a civilization truly move forward healthily."

This was Jiang Hao's thought.

We need to fight the enemy, but internal cleansing is also essential.

The cleansing campaign lasted for centuries.

After purging the human race, the next step is to purge all the races of the heavens.

There was no one left to escape to.

It targets those local bullies, the old cancers that dominate their own territory, bully the weak, and are beyond the reach of the law.

After this, the praise for the Heavenly Emperor reached a new peak among the stars.

After this experience, all the realms, regardless of whether they are powerful or weak, or of the same race or different races, have come to a complete understanding that under the laws of the Heavenly Court, there are no privileges and no room for luck.

No matter whose descendants you are, no matter who stands behind you, and no matter whether you are from the same clan as the law enforcers, once you violate the heavenly laws, all that awaits you is a cold and merciless judgment.

This is precisely the fundamental guarantee that the order established by Jiang Hao can be maintained for a long time.

Soon, another five thousand years have passed.

Most of the time, Jiang Hao stayed in the Lingxiao Palace.

Occasionally, only for major events that absolutely require his intervention will he briefly open his eyes.

For example, two very ancient worlds got into a fight over something, which caused a huge uproar and had a significant impact.

Upon learning this, Jiang Hao merely glanced at the void. The next moment, the ancestors of both worlds knelt down.

As a result, the two patriarchs, who were usually revered as gods, didn't dare to utter a single word and were dragged to the South Heavenly Gate, where they obediently knelt for a full hundred years.

The two worlds immediately quieted down and dared not cause any more trouble.

That day, Jiang Hao opened his eyes, and his gaze fell on the cauldron floating in front of him.

This cauldron has an ancient and simple appearance, with three legs and two handles. Its entire body exudes a warm and heavy dark yellow luster, which is obviously not an ordinary object.

This cauldron was specially crafted by him recently, using the primordial energy source of all things as its main material.

This source of primordial energy for all things is an extraordinary thing.

Legend has it that these are precious treasures that were created at the beginning of time.

It contains the power to nourish and evolve all things; it is the creation within creation.

A cauldron forged from this material is naturally an excellent container and nurturing ground, especially suitable for holding and nurturing those vast but intangible forces, such as the power of faith.

Jiang Hao looked into the cauldron.

There were no physical objects there, only a halo that constantly emitted a soft glow.

The halo vaguely outlined the silhouette of a seated human figure, whose face was nine-tenths similar to Jiang Hao's, but whose temperament was completely different, exuding a sense of holiness.

It's as if it were sculpted from the shared imagination and desires of countless people.

It is the perfect embodiment in the hearts of all beings.

This is the Heavenly Emperor Faith Body, formed by absorbing nearly 80,000 years of faith.

Since Jiang Hao established the Heavenly Court, temples have been set up in every corner of the myriad realms, and countless beings worship, pray, and give thanks day and night.

This immense and unimaginable power of the collective thoughts converged into an invisible torrent, which was ultimately guided into this cauldron refined from the source of the primordial energy of all things, where it settled, condensed, and transformed into this thing.

In fact, after Jiang Hao became emperor, he continuously possessed immense faith power.

It's just that it wasn't utilized systematically before.

Faith reflects the sincere yearning of all beings for heaven and for a just order.

It is also a special bridge.

He recalled the long-standing myths of his home Earth before he traveled there.

Whether it's Jieyin or Zhunti, who made great vows in ancient legends and attained sainthood through the power of the vows of all living beings.

It is still the Tathagata, who has cultivated himself through countless lifetimes, finally attained enlightenment, and is revered and worshipped by all sentient beings of the ten directions and three times, whose Buddha name resounds throughout the infinite universe.

Deep within its path, everything is intricately connected to this path of faith.

There is even an old saying that "what you keep in mind will surely come back to you".

As long as there are still living beings in the world who sincerely recite their names and cherish their virtues, then even if their spirit and form perish, some aspect of their essence can remain immortal.

With sufficient accumulation of cause and effect and aspiration, one day one may be able to return from the minds of all sentient beings.

Death is not the end; being forgotten is.

"Reaching this level must be what is known as the Great Luo, right?" Jiang Hao recalled many descriptions of the Great Luo on Earth.

Past, present, and future, without weaknesses, unique in all realms.

"This is definitely stronger than the legendary immortals of this world, at least a realm above the immortals in this world."

Jiang Hao felt that even the immortals in this world couldn't do these things, otherwise these immortality elixirs wouldn't be in this state.

"My current state of faith is naturally far from reaching that supreme realm where the name endures forever and responds instantly upon being invoked."

Jiang Hao pondered silently.

"But thanks to the Heavenly Court's rule over all the heavens, and the temples that are scattered throughout the heavens, they have also developed some similar supernatural powers."

Jiang Hao could often vaguely sense, through his faith body, the intense prayers of certain beings in those thriving temples, without having to exert his own divine sense.

Some of its sounds can be heard through faith, subtly touching the body of faith, and thus being perceived by its true form.

This is quite an interesting supernatural ability and a good start.

This means there is hope.

This faith is one of the safeguards he left for this land.

Just in case he's no longer in this world, after all, the future holds endless possibilities, and no one knows what the future holds.

This is his hometown, the land where he grew up, and it must be protected.

"The power of faith is fervent and pure, but it is also fickle and blind. It can be a mirror, reflecting the world's desires; it can be fire, burning away all falsehoods; and it can also be a shackle, binding the true heart of gods and Buddhas."

While the Heavenly Court he established certainly attracted faith, its foundation remained a tangible order.

Faith is a natural consequence, not a goal to be deliberately pursued.

He studied this not only to preserve his faith but also because...

More importantly, Jiang Hao realized that in-depth research into this faith body and the great faith path behind it was related to his world ascension plan and another plan.

"If one could truly understand the mysteries of creation arising from the thoughts of all living beings..."

Jiang Hao's thoughts drifted away.

"Then perhaps it really becomes possible to try to bring back those powerful figures who are nominally gone."

For example, the Sun Saint Emperor who fought until his imperial body was transformed into a Dao, leaving behind only a human skin.

The Yin Emperor, who ignited the flame of civilization in the darkness and then vanished into oblivion...

If we could gather the most sincere remembrance and reverence of countless beings throughout history, and combine it with Jiang Hao's understanding of faith...

Perhaps there really is hope that can give them a chance to return.

"The path is long and winding. It's always good to have a few old friends to discuss the Dao with. Even if the hope is slim, this path is worth exploring."

Jiang Hao withdrew his gaze. The statue of faith continued to slowly rotate within the cauldron, silently absorbing the power of wishes from all directions.

The final form of this faith statue still needs some time to settle and a crucial opportunity.

He had high hopes for it.

"It's time to go out for a walk."

Jiang Hao's thoughts stirred slightly, but he did not disturb anyone in the Heavenly Court.

With a single step, his figure vanished from the Lingxiao Palace.