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

Inside the Great Luo Heavenly Palace.

Jiang Hao's Dao Fruit body was sitting cross-legged on a futon, surrounded by golden light, his breath merging with the entire world.

The path of deities flourished during this period, with new cultivators choosing this path every day to attain divine positions and accumulate incense offerings.

Some ascended to the Immortal Realm, while others remained in the Great Luo Heaven. The Three Realms lived in peace and prosperity.

However, amidst this peaceful scene, Jiang Hao suddenly opened his eyes.

His gaze pierced through layers of void, across the boundless starry sea of ​​the human realm, and beyond the celestial light of the twelve heavens of the immortal realm, landing on an inconspicuous life-bearing star deep within the human universe.

That star was ordinary, with little spiritual energy and few living beings; it had nothing extraordinary about it.

But deep within the Earth's core of that star, an extremely subtle fluctuation is slowly resurfacing.

The fluctuation was so faint as to be almost imperceptible, even ordinary cultivators might not be able to sense it, yet it could not escape Jiang Hao's notice.

"Interesting." Jiang Hao's lips curled up slightly, a hint of anticipation flashing in his eyes. "Is this guy finally coming back? He's got some skills."

He stood up and stepped out of the palace.

The golden light in the Dao Palace dissipated, and the next moment, he appeared above that star.

Without alerting anyone, he swept his divine sense across the entire planet like flowing water, quickly locking onto the location of the fluctuation: the center of the planet, a mysterious space enveloped by layers of formations.

Jiang Hao stepped underground, passing through layers of rocks and ley lines. The rocks parted automatically before him, and the magma in the ley lines obediently made way.

This is a naturally formed underground cave, hundreds of feet in circumference, with spiritual energy so dense it's almost tangible.

The cave walls were inlaid with countless spirit crystals, emitting a soft light that illuminated the entire space.

The ground was covered with exotic flowers and plants, ancient in age, emitting a refreshing fragrance.

The most eye-catching feature is in the center of the cave, where there is a spring about ten feet in diameter, with crystal-clear water and a light mist floating on the surface.

At the center of the Creation Spring, a massive celestial source floats silently.

A young boy was sealed within the Immortal Source. He appeared to be about fifteen or sixteen years old, with delicate features, sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, and cascading black hair.

Even in his slumber, he exuded a faint aura of chaos, a unique Daoist charm of the Chaotic Body.

His body was flawless, every inch of his skin seemingly formed from primordial chaos.

"Now that you're awake, come out," Jiang Hao said softly, raising his right hand and sending a wisp of spiritual light from his fingertip into the Immortal Source.

The moment that spark of inspiration entered the immortal source, the aura surrounding the young man suddenly intensified.

Chaotic energy surged from the immortal source, churning and condensing around his body, as if trying to complete something incomplete.

His body was glowing, his bones were crackling, and his primordial spirit was gradually becoming complete under the nourishment of the spiritual light.

Jiang Hao stepped in to help him; Wang Bo's plan, though ingenious, was ultimately flawed.

With Jiang Hao's current level of skill, he immediately saw the shortcomings and promptly made up for them.

The boy in the immortal realm trembled slightly.

Then, he opened his eyes.

Those eyes were clear and deep, with a hint of bewilderment from just waking up, but it was quickly replaced by vigilance.

Without any hesitation, he raised his hand and shattered the immortal source with a single palm strike. His figure leaped out of the spring and landed in a corner of the cave. Leaning against the cave wall, his body was slightly tense, like a young beast ready to escape at any moment.

The boy stared at Jiang Hao, his pupils shrinking slightly. He sensed an unfathomable aura emanating from the person in front of him, an aura that shared the same origin as his own, yet was countless times stronger.

This terrified and confused him. He had thought his return would be smooth, but he never expected to encounter such a terrifying being as soon as he woke up.

The last time he encountered this situation was in the mythological era, when he faced the Boundless Heavenly Venerable.

He almost died that time.

"Your Excellency... are you a fully realized Chaos Body?" Wang Bo's voice was a little tense, but he tried his best to remain calm.

His right hand was silently behind his back, his fingertips glowing faintly, a sign that he was secretly activating some kind of life-saving technique.

Jiang Hao smiled slightly at his little tricks, but didn't expose him: "Chaotic Body? I guess so, but that was a long time ago."

The boy's expression was complicated. He hadn't expected to encounter someone like him, and someone who had already attained the Great Perfection of Chaos Body.

He felt the aura emanating from Jiang Hao that made him tremble, and a deep sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart.

Even if he were to attain the Dao and become an Emperor, he could never be this powerful. How many lifetimes has this person lived? Why is he so terrifying?

"You must be Wang Bo, the Chaos Body King," Jiang Hao said calmly.

This young man is none other than the Chaos Being from the mythical era who died prematurely.

Back when he was at the Quasi-Emperor realm, he was suppressed by Wuliang Tianzun, one of the Nine Heavenly Venerables of Mythology, and perished on the Emperor's Road.

Everyone thought he was dead, but Jiang Hao had sensed long ago that his primordial spirit was still intact and was lying dormant here, waiting to return.

However, Jiang Hao had never made a conscious effort to stay in the Origin Realm, so it was too difficult to deceive his senses.

Wang Bo's pupils contracted sharply; the other party knew his identity.

He took a deep breath, suppressing his shock, and released his hands from behind his back; the faint light went out. He clasped his hands in a fist and bowed slightly.

"Who exactly are you, sir? And how do you know my name?"

Jiang Hao stood with his hands behind his back, looking at him calmly, and said indifferently, "My name is Jiang Hao, you can also call me Heavenly Emperor."

The moment the words "Heavenly Emperor" were uttered, Wang Bo felt a jolt in his heart, as if a supreme figure had descended from the sky and suppressed his mind.

The Great Dao trembled, the void roared, and those two words seemed to carry an irresistible majesty.

His knees buckled slightly, and he almost knelt down.

Wang Bo's expression changed. He knew that the title of Heavenly Emperor was not something that just anyone could claim. Only a supreme being who ruled over all the heavens and suppressed all ages could bear such a title.

He immediately bowed deeply, his attitude becoming extremely respectful, "Junior Wang Bo greets the Heavenly Emperor, and thanks the Heavenly Emperor for his help just now."

Jiang Hao waved his hand casually, "No need to be so polite. Are you preparing for a phoenix-like rebirth?"

He could tell that Wang Bo had no cultivation at all and was obviously going to have to start all over again.

Wang Bo straightened up, a determined look flashing in his eyes, and nodded vigorously:

"Yes, I encountered great difficulties back then, and at the same time I realized my own shortcomings. Now it's time to start over and make every level perfect."

Jiang Hao looked at him, a hint of appreciation in his eyes: "It's good that you can recognize your shortcomings and have the courage to start over."

Wang Bo is indeed a talented person.

Even though his physical body was refined into the ancient star of the Big Dipper, he was able to escape from the hands of the mythical Nine Heavenly Venerables, such as the Boundless Heavenly Venerable.

But the fact that the primordial spirit was able to escape is already quite remarkable.

It should be noted that Wuliang Tianzun is one of the Nine Heavenly Venerables of the mythological era, possessing extraordinary abilities. Being able to preserve one's primordial spirit from such a person is not something that can be achieved by luck alone.