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

From the depths of the Chaos Ancient Cave, a disdainful voice echoed.

"How laughable, Ji Mie, Xi Ming, you once reached the pinnacle and were revered by all living beings, yet now you have stooped so low as to covet the Dao Fruit of a junior and do such a thing? Do you still remember the dignity of being an Extreme Dao Emperor?"

"dignity?"

The supreme being known as Nirvana responded indifferently, his divine thoughts devoid of any ripples.

"I have severed my ties with the sword and lay dormant for eternity. I have long since severed all worldly ties and empty fame. Only one thought remains—to become an immortal. Before the path to immortality, all things can be sacrificed, and all spirits can be used. Past glories are nothing but clouds and smoke. Those who obstruct my path shall all die."

His tone was cold and realistic. For that elusive path to immortality, he had long since abandoned everything, including his former glory and principles.

The words about annihilation immediately drew agreement from many people.

"That's right. What do past honors matter? Becoming an immortal is the most important thing."

"Moreover, Jiang Hao achieved enlightenment in five hundred years... He must have a great secret!"

A supreme being whispered, his killing intent tinged with a hint of inquiry.

"It's alright. The more defying the heavens, the more nourishing its essence is to us."

Other supreme beings remained calm and composed; they were former emperors and celestial beings, confident and invincible.

Meanwhile, in the myriad realms, the ancient beings deep within some powerful worlds with subtle relationships or long-standing grudges with the Origin Realm were also alarmed.

In the Celestial Realm, within an Immortal Divine Palace suspended above thirty-three layers of clouds, a blurry figure surrounded by countless strands of Heavenly Dao Laws whispered softly.

"Jiang Hao from the Origin Realm? This kid has actually reached this point. If he succeeds in proving his Dao, the fortune of the Origin Realm will surely reach new heights. Our plans to seize the Origin Realm will likely be subject to endless variables."

His tone carried a hint of seriousness and displeasure.

Deep within the demon realm, in the ancestral court of ten thousand demons, a pair of enormous eyes, like blood-red stars, opened in the darkness, exuding a terrifying aura.

"Hmph, it's the Origin Realm again. The divine war at the end of the Primordial Era failed to shake its foundation. I originally intended to take advantage of its current weakness to gradually erode its territory, but I didn't expect such a figure to emerge again... Ninefold Immortal Tribulation? This saves me some trouble. If he fails to transcend the tribulation, it will be time for us to launch an attack on the Origin Realm. If he succeeds by chance... Hmph, he has just attained the Dao, and his foundation is not yet stable. He is at his weakest moment. Perhaps... it is also an opportunity."

In an ancient world known for its aggressive nature, tyrannical divine thoughts intertwine.

"Damn Origin Realm, why is it always so blessed? Jiang Hao must die."

These ancient beings, who harbor hostility towards the Origin Realm, each have their own agendas.

Some fear that the Origin Realm will become even stronger due to the birth of new Daoists, hindering their expansion.

Some don't care, since they have no interest in the Source Realm anyway.

But they all made a similar choice—to remain on the sidelines and observe for the time being.

After all, the Ninefold Immortal Tribulation is infamous, and throughout history, only one in ten has been able to survive it.

They were happy to see Jiang Hao and Tian Jie fight to the death.

If Jiang Hao fails, dies, and his cultivation vanishes, then everyone will be happy.

If he succeeds by sheer luck, he will inevitably be severely weakened. At that time, if he strikes again with overwhelming force, he may be able to obtain the origin of a flawless Daoist and a Source Realm that has temporarily lost its strongest guardian.

Before the lightning tribulation at the edge of the universe had fully subsided, an invisible undercurrent was already surging through the myriad realms and various forbidden zones.

Jiang Hao's tribulation to attain enlightenment has attracted the attention and thoughts of too many beings.

On the edge of the universe, the first celestial palace was completely opened, and endless immortal thunder transformed into gods, demons, and immortal spirits, surging out like a tidal wave.

Jiang Hao's black hair danced wildly, his black robes fluttering in the wind. Facing this terrifying calamity capable of annihilating star fields, he laughed loudly, his voice shaking the universe:

"Five hundred years of cultivation, today I attain enlightenment; ninefold immortal tribulation, what can they do to me?"

He neither dodged nor avoided, but instead, his body surged with chaotic energy, transforming into an eternal celestial light, and he actively charged into the first level of the Tribulation Sea.

He bravely faced the celestial tribulation with his own body.

Upon entering the lightning tribulation, they discovered that this was not simply a sea of ​​lightning; it seemed to be an ancient world of its own.

The thunder transformed into tangible palaces and pavilions, every inch of space filled with the grand principles of destruction and rebirth.

What is most unsettling is that in the center of that celestial palace, a blurry yet incomparably majestic figure slowly coalesces.

He wore a crown and a robe adorned with stars, and his body was surrounded by an unparalleled aura that suppressed all heavens.

Although it was merely a phantom etched by lightning and Dao traces, it still exuded an extreme Dao pressure that could make stars tremble.

"In the Age of Mythology, the Prison-Suppressing Celestial Venerable!"

A knowledgeable old man screamed in shock, recognizing the origin of the phantom—an invincible being long since vanished from ancient history.

The illusory figure of the Prison Suppressor Heavenly Venerable remained indifferent and ruthless, raising his hand to strike down with a palm.

In an instant, countless chains of lightning stretched out from the void, intertwining to form an ancient divine mountain that suppressed the purgatory, and crashed down on Jiang Hao.

This is a re-enactment of the Heavenly Venerable's Daoist teachings, containing supreme truth.

"Well done!"

Jiang Hao's eyes burned brightly; far from being afraid, his fighting spirit soared to the heavens.

He didn't dodge or evade; instead, he clenched his fist and threw a simple, direct punch.

Chaotic energy permeated the fist, as if it were creating the world, and myriad runes cried out in vain!

"boom!"

The fist imprint clashed violently with the Thunder God Mountain!

There was no flashy light, only the purest power and the overwhelming force of the Dao.

The Thunder God Mountain, powerful enough to seal the heavens, shattered like glass under Jiang Hao's Chaos Fist Imprint, exploding into a sky full of lightning.

Immediately afterward, Jiang Hao took a step forward, his figure blurred, and instantly appeared in front of the illusory image of the Prison Suppressor Heavenly Venerable. His palm and fingers were like knives, surrounded by an aura of annihilating all laws, and he slashed down!

"puff!"

Where the palm strike passed, the illusory image shattered, transforming into incomparably pure lightning essence, which was greedily absorbed by Jiang Hao's pores, tempering his own body.

The first level of immortal tribulation is broken.

But this is just the beginning.

The second celestial palace burst open with a deafening roar, unleashing a murderous aura that soared into the sky. A phantom of an emperor, clad in blood-red armor and wielding a battle spear, stepped out, his murderous aura sweeping across the eight wastelands.

"Primordial Era, Bloodthirsty War Emperor!"

Someone exclaimed in surprise.

Jiang Hao stood up and took the initiative to meet the attack. He struck out with both palms, creating a Yin-Yang chaos that directly shattered the battle halberd that was tearing apart the starry river. Then, he struck the phantom's chest with his palm, shattering it.

The third, the fourth, the fifth...

Each layer is more terrifying than the last.

Within the celestial palace, the phantoms of those who had attained enlightenment emerged becoming increasingly clear, their strength drawing ever closer to their former selves! There were unparalleled celestial beings, and ancient emperors who had burned through the starry seas…

Jiang Hao's black hair danced wildly as he fought to the point of madness.

He is no longer limited to fists and palms; sometimes he joins his fingers like a sword, cleaving through the Milky Way.

Sometimes he forms hand seals as large as mountains, suppressing all ages.

He integrated all his knowledge, using the Chaos Body as a foundation to unleash his ultimate combat power and engage in a fierce battle against the imprints of these ancient emperors and celestial beings.

The Ninefold Immortal Tribulation is ridiculously powerful, because one must be wary not only of the illusory figures of those who have attained enlightenment within.

At the same time, the calamities facing the Immortal Palace itself are terrifying and boundless.

Chaotic divine thunder split the heavens and earth, recreating the cycle of earth, fire, wind, and water. The annihilating light of the five elements swept down, dissolving all things.

There is a soul-corroding wind from the Nine Netherworlds that blows, specifically harming the primordial spirit.

Furthermore, inner demons and tribulations ignite within the body, burning away one's Dao heart and causing illusions to arise...

Jiang Hao was covered in wounds, his black clothes were torn, and his blood was scattered across the starry sky, each drop crushing the void.

But his eyes remained bright, and his fighting spirit was high.

"Again!"

The Chaos Body has shown its extraordinary abilities; no matter how severely injured it is, it can quickly absorb the essence of thunder to repair itself and become stronger with each battle!

"boom!"

At the sixth level of the Immortal Palace, he punched through the shell of the Xuan Turtle Ancient Emperor, which was known for its unparalleled defense, and shattered its illusory image.

"Snap!"

At the seventh level of the Immortal Palace, he shattered the supreme sword intent of the Heavenly Sword Supreme with his palm strike, and then split his lightning incarnation in two.