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

This is a supreme gaze!

It looks like it's falling from a high latitude!

There were no human emotions in his eyes, only a flash of light.

Sacred and supreme, indifferent and ruthless, with celestial light flowing and endlessly dazzling.

These are the eyes of the Great Dao, the eyes of Heaven!

When that gaze fell.

The three of them felt as if the sky had fallen.

It truly felt like the sky had fallen; the gaze descended from above, as if the weight of the entire world was pressing down on their souls.

There was no killing intent, no oppressive aura; just looking at them made the three of them stiffen and tremble.

That was the gaze of a higher being looking down upon ants.

Calm, indifferent, sacred.

It was as if everything about them—life and death, fear and hope—became insignificant under that one glance.

The three were horrified; their immense divine power and courage at the Great Sage level had become useless in that instant.

They couldn't even muster the slightest thought of resistance; they were like meat on a chopping board, completely at the mercy of others.

"how?"

At that moment, a calm voice rang out.

Without a sound or warning, everything before my eyes vanished.

The three of them were in a daze for a long time, unable to recover from the scene.

The young man in black in front of me is the same person as the imposing figure who just held the knife!

"Heavenly Emperor!" The three of them exclaimed simultaneously, their voices trembling!

The person before them did not reveal his name, but they naturally deduced it from the scene of the Great Dao they had just witnessed!

God!

The three of them got goosebumps the moment they heard those two words.

This title is too weighty!

Heaven is supreme, and the Emperor is the master of all paths.

The title "Heavenly Emperor" signifies standing above all things, overlooking eternity, and suppressing all heavens.

They have lived for thousands of years, know many secrets, and have heard of countless powerful figures and countless names.

But no one has ever dared to use those two words.

There has never been anyone who, upon seeing their name, made them feel that only those two words were worthy of it.

That scene was terrifying—the long, winding river, the blade that cut through everything, the gaze that looked down upon us…

If such a being is not worthy of being called the Heavenly Emperor, then who is?

The three exchanged a glance, each seeing the shock in the other's eyes.

This senior from the Origin Realm is far stronger than they imagined.

They are so powerful that they don't even have the right to guess.

Jiang Hao didn't say anything. Often, seeing is believing.

Everything that just happened was more effective than a thousand words.

The elderly man at the head of the group murmured, "Senior, could you also be an immortal...?"

Jiang Hao did not deny it.

Am I an immortal? No, but am I weaker than an immortal? No.

"Heavenly Emperor, what do you need us to do?" The Taoist nun among the three asked solemnly after composing herself.

There was a light in her eyes, a light of hope that suddenly appeared after despair.

"Whatever the Heavenly Emperor asks us to do, we will do our utmost!"

The other two nodded vigorously, their expressions earnest and expectant.

There is finally hope.

Finally, someone can stand against that Holy Ancestor.

They have waited for far too many years, and the human race of the Dao Xuan Realm has waited for countless years!

Jiang Hao looked at the three of them and said with a smile, "Don't worry, you don't need to do the killing. You just need to take care of logistics."

The three of them were taken aback.

"logistics?"

"Hmm." Jiang Hao nodded. "Too many humans in this world have become flesh and blood, and too many people have lost their humanity. In this situation, it is more appropriate for your Holy Land to step in than for me."

You have always been the hope of humanity in this world, a sacred place. It would be far more effective for you to gather, settle, and appease them than for me to do so.

Jiang Hao knew in his heart that he would do the killing, but the task of saving lives was theirs.

Over the years, he has traveled to countless places and met countless people. Those with vacant eyes, those who have lost the ability to speak, those who can't even run away…

What they need is not to be rescued, but to relearn how to live.

This is something he can't do.

But the Holy Land is acceptable.

They have always been the hope of humanity, a legendary sacred land.

Killing is easy, but bringing the dead back to life is difficult, but someone has to do it.

Without hesitation, the three clasped their hands in a fist salute.

"Rest assured, Heavenly Emperor!" the leading elder said in a deep voice, "We will certainly do our best!"

Jiang Hao nodded.

They then chatted for a while and learned the names of the three people.

They now only have code names: the old man in charge is called Elder Qi, the middle-aged man is called Elder Ming, and the Taoist nun is called Elder Xi.

The name of the Heavenly Venerable Qiming contains the character "Xi" (曦), and the three elders of Qiming and Ximing are known by this title, which has been passed down through generations in the holy land of the human race.

After finishing his task, Jiang Hao didn't say anything more and turned to walk outside.

The three elders stood still, watching Jiang Hao's retreating figure.

"Senior brother..." the Daoist nun asked softly, "Can we win this time? Will the human race win?"

The old man watched the retreating figure and slowly clenched his fist.

"Yes, this time, it's really happening! This time, humanity will definitely win!"

He didn't know why he was so sure; perhaps the scene he had just witnessed was too shocking.

Perhaps it was the relief of surviving under that gaze, or perhaps it was the calm that the young man in black maintained throughout.

Facing an immortal, facing a being who had slaughtered countless people, that person remained calm from beginning to end.

That calmness wasn't feigned; he genuinely didn't take that immortal seriously.

Surely someone who dares to call himself the Heavenly Emperor, someone whose name can be revealed by the Great Dao, wouldn't come here to die?

The middle-aged man next to him didn't say anything, but just watched the figure disappear into the light, and a strange feeling suddenly welled up in his heart.

For the first time in so many years, he felt that hope was truly on its way!

The Taoist nun fell silent. She looked at the disappearing figure, then at her senior brother's clenched fist, and suddenly smiled.

As I laughed, tears began to fall.

……

In the days that followed, Jiang Hao did not stop.

He traveled throughout the Daoist and Xuan realm.

Upon arriving in each city, they slaughtered all the demons, rescued the humans, and set up illusion arrays.

Logistics were handled by the people of the Holy Land, who were responsible for gathering the rescued people and settling them in a safe place.

Tell them there is still hope.

This is much more difficult than simply killing the Otherworldly Demon.

Fortunately, the people in the Holy Land are experienced and professional in this regard, and they have done a very good job.

This is why professional tasks are left to professionals.

Jiang Hao has always agreed with this statement.

Unlike the supervisors he encountered at work in his previous life, some of whom just shouted nonsense, making it seem as if things would automatically get done as long as he opened his mouth.

Jiang Hao had a reason for doing this.

Because every time Jiang Hao kills a demon and saves a human, the weight of that sleeping immortal in the Great Dao of the Dao Profound Realm will decrease a little.

That immortal merged himself with the Great Dao of the Dao Xuan Realm. The more miserable the human race in this world is, and the stronger the alien demons become, the more stable his foundation will be.

Conversely, if humans come back to life and the alien demons die, their weight in the Great Dao will decrease.

As for why the human race has not been wiped out, it is because the Great Dao of the Dao Xuan Realm itself has not been completely extinguished.

Dao Xuan Realm is itself a fragment of the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm, and it is an enemy of An Qiong's grandfather. The two are inherently incompatible, and it is not so simple to achieve perfect integration.

This is also one of the reasons why it took so many years for An Qiong's grandfather, this mysterious immortal, to heal his injuries!

The effect is slow, but it is definitely changing.

Along the way, the Zhao siblings also successfully joined the operation. The two worked diligently and actively, and performed very well.

Zhao Cheng and Zhao Ning stood there, staring blankly at the back of the young man in black.

Their minds were buzzing.