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

Of course, what Jiang Hao wanted most was the legendary Chaos Green Lotus Elixir of Immortality.

This medicine is naturally compatible with chaos. If he could obtain it, it would undoubtedly provide an unimaginable impetus for his exploration of the ultimate mysteries of the Great Dao of Chaos.

Unfortunately, the Chaos Green Lotus is as rare as clouds and smoke, and even someone as powerful as Jiang Hao has found it difficult to locate in a short time.

Jiang Hao turned his gaze back to Japan, his mind racing.

"I have heard that the Yin Emperor also possesses an elixir of immortality that aligns with his Dao, named Laurel."

The two ancient human emperors, Taiyin and Taiyang, were both unparalleled heroes. The Great Dao they wielded represented the pinnacle of humanity, with extremely high limits.

Moreover, both of them were blessed with good fortune and found immortal elixirs that perfectly matched their own attributes.

"Hibiscus belongs to the sun, laurel belongs to the moon."

Jiang Hao understood perfectly.

"The immortal elixirs of Yin and Yang, though not as perfectly compatible with my original body as the Chaos Green Lotus, are precisely in line with my path of governing all paths with chaos and evolving the universe by absorbing the two energies of Yin and Yang."

If I could gather both the Fusang tree and the laurel tree, it would be of great help in my deduction of how Yin and Yang work together and ultimately return to the supreme Dao of chaos.

At his level of skill, every improvement is both difficult and crucial.

Therefore, Jiang Hao would naturally not let any opportunity slip by.

Having made up his mind, Jiang Hao no longer hesitated and his thoughts stirred slightly.

The six-zhang-tall Fusang Divine Tree, its entire body flowing with the sacred power of the sun, seemed to understand the call and trembled slightly.

It immediately transformed into a dazzling golden stream of light, detached from the Tanggu land, and with a whoosh, entered Jiang Hao's dantian, entering the most mysterious sea of ​​bitterness within his body.

Jiang Hao's sea of ​​suffering was far beyond what ordinary cultivators could endure.

This place is known as the Chaotic Bitter Sea.

As consciousness sinks into it, what one sees is not the ordinary, turbulent sea of ​​suffering, but a scene as if heaven and earth were not yet separated, in the beginning of chaos.

Endless chaotic energy permeates and rises and falls here, thick and vast, its color as deep as an abyss, yet seemingly containing all colors.

Within this chaotic sea, one can vaguely see the endless cycle of birth and death of Dao runes.

Earth, water, fire, and wind constantly emerge and subside, as if they might explode at any moment, evolving into the true starry sky and all things.

A dazzling divine bridge, woven from countless laws, spans this boundless sea of ​​chaos and suffering, appearing and disappearing, leading to an unknown shore.

In the depths of chaos, the auras of the two ultimate Daos, Taiyin and Taiyang, are not in conflict.

Instead, it weaves and rotates in a mysterious rhythm, depicting the phantom of the black and white yin-yang fish in the chaos, interpreting the most fundamental Tao that gives birth to one, and one gives birth to two.

In the very center of this chaotic sea of ​​suffering, a strange entity had already taken root.

It was a humanoid immortal herb.

It floats quietly in the chaotic energy, its roots seemingly penetrating into nothingness, drawing upon the most primordial essence of chaos.

Its shape is indeed like an infant sitting cross-legged in meditation, about a foot tall, and its entire body does not have the feel of grass or wood.

Instead, it is carved from the finest jade, crystal clear, radiating a warm and gentle luster.

Within its hazy aura, wisps of primordial essence and subtle immortal symbols, purer and more ancient than the primordial energy of the outside world, flowed ceaselessly.

It did not emit a strong medicinal fragrance; it itself seemed to be a natural source of the Dao, making the originally violent and disorderly chaotic energy around it become gentle and orderly.

It spontaneously and slowly rotates around it, forming a tranquil and mysterious Taoist rhythm.

This elixir of immortality, shaped like a human, is not like a planted tree; it is more like a primordial holy spirit that was born here at the beginning of chaos.

Silently absorbing and releasing chaos, it unfolds a trajectory of the Great Dao that is almost primordial.

At this moment, when that dazzling Fusang Divine Tree entered this chaotic sea of ​​suffering, the balance was subtly broken.

Golden light burst forth, and the supremely yang and powerful solar holy power spread rapidly like mercury, attempting to claim a place in this chaos.

The originally calm and flowing chaotic energy was slightly disturbed by this foreign yet equally supreme force.

Just then, the humanoid elixir of immortality that had been sitting quietly seemed to be awakened from its ancient slumber.

Its face, which resembles that of an infant, though lacking the specific shapes of a mouth, nose, eyes, and ears, naturally exudes a clear, luminous glow.

It was as if it had opened its invisible eyes and was quietly gazing at this new companion.

The six-zhang-tall Fusang Divine Tree stood out prominently in the chaotic sea of ​​suffering.

It seemed to instinctively want to stretch its branches and leaves, releasing more of the sun's essence, its golden leaves swaying.

It sprinkled down droplets of light, like liquid gold, attempting to merge with this chaos.

The effects of the elixir of immortality in human form are even more mysterious.

It did not reject it, but simply swayed its crystal-clear, jade-like body gently.

Instantly, a chaotic essence several times more concentrated than before emanated from his body.

This essence carries an ancient Taoist charm that encompasses all things and gives rise to all existence, like a gentle elder opening his arms.

Then an even more amazing thing happened.

From the seemingly tender roots of the humanoid immortal elixir, a most crystalline main root slowly emerged, not attempting to steal nutrients from the Fusang Divine Tree.

Instead, it lightly touched the roots of the Fusang Divine Tree that were rooted in the chaos, then quietly wrapped itself around a small section of them, and separated out tiny roots that probed into the chaotic soil beneath the Fusang Tree.

This is neither an attack nor parasitism, but rather like a handshake between ancient plant beings, a deep connection and exchange.

In an instant, a wondrous resonance occurred between the two immortal herbs.

The sun's essence, scattered by the Fusang Divine Tree, was actively attracted and enveloped by the chaotic essence emanating from the humanoid elixir of immortality.

The golden light and the chaotic energy merged, no longer a simple mixture, but at the boundary, subtle scenes began to spontaneously evolve.

Sometimes the clear yang rises and the turbid yin sinks, as if to create heaven and earth; at other times, yin and yang merge and return to chaos.

It formed a tiny, mysterious vortex that was constantly being created and destroyed, with a diameter of only about ten feet.

The originally domineering solar holy power of the Fusang Divine Tree gradually lost some of its sharpness and became more gentle and mellow under the slow harmonization and immersion of the humanoid immortal elixir's profound and boundless chaotic essence.

The golden light was no longer dazzling, but instead appeared restrained and profound, as if it had undergone some kind of tempering and sublimation.

At the same time, the humanoid elixir of immortality seemed to have also drawn a trace of the purest life force and the source of light from the Fusang Divine Tree.

This makes its warm, precious light, without increasing in brightness, even more vibrant and lively.

On its jade-like body, faint golden patterns seemed to flash by, intertwining with the original chaotic Dao traces, making it even more mysterious.

Two immortal herbs, one representing extreme yang and the other symbolizing the origin of chaos, exist in this unique chaotic sea of ​​suffering.

This has surprisingly created a harmonious situation of mutual support, coexistence, and shared prosperity.

The circulation of their energy forms a miniature model of the universe, with the sun Fusang providing energy and creative power.

The humanoid medicine provides the womb that nurtures all things and the ultimate Daoist principle of return.