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

Jiang Hao led the three young people out of the humanoid star field, and the faint light of the chaotic passage slowly dissipated behind them.

He stood amidst the starry sky, his gaze fixed on the seemingly empty void ahead, a half-smile playing on his lips.

"Aren't you coming out yet?"

The moment the words fell, ripples spread across the void.

"Hahaha, I told you, you couldn't hide it from him!"

Amidst hearty laughter, a golden figure stepped forward first.

The Battle Saint Venerable, clad in battle armor, his golden fur fluttering in the starry sky without wind, strode towards Jiang Hao, but abruptly stopped three steps from the end.

That face, which was always brimming with arrogance, now held a solemn expression.

He stared at Jiang Hao for a couple of breaths, then suddenly clasped his hands in a fist salute, bowed, and performed the movements with precision and seriousness.

"Greetings, Your Majesty."

The sound wasn't loud, but it made everyone who came out pause.

Jiang Hao looked at him, a hint of realization flashing in his eyes.

Seven thousand years have passed, and the monkey who used to swing a stick at the slightest disagreement, who fought me hundreds of times without ever winning but never admitted defeat, now bows so solemnly.

"Why are you doing this?" Jiang Hao quickly reached out to help him up, his tone gentle. "There's no need for this between us."

The Fighting Saint straightened up, grinned, and his smile held a hint of melancholy born of the passage of time.

"You still need to show proper etiquette. You are not only Old Jiang now, but also the Chaos Emperor, the benefactor of all heavens who ended the era of hardship and brought about the revival of all heavens."

These were his heartfelt words, a genuine expression of respect and gratitude.

At the same time, he also had mixed feelings. The person in front of him was an old friend who had fought alongside him, drunk and brawled, but was now an emperor he had to look up to.

The title "Great Emperor" was delivered with genuine sincerity, yet it also carried a subtle hint of melancholy, a realization that he was falling further and further behind.

"But etiquette aside..." The Fighting Saint paused, a familiar light rekindling in his golden eyes, "Old Jiang, it's been over seven thousand years since I fought you, my hands are itching!"

Jiang Hao chuckled and shook his head: "Your warlike nature hasn't changed at all."

"That's for sure," a second voice chimed in.

Long Hao emerged from the void, with a dragon's head and a human body, his body covered in shimmering golden scales, and a dragon tail swishing behind him.

This is his semi-manifested form as a dragon, which is also his consistent and distinctive style.

He first solemnly clasped his hands in greeting to Jiang Hao: "Long Hao greets the Great Emperor."

After bowing, he took a few steps closer, his dragon tail swaying unconsciously, his tone revealing a sincere longing:

"Brother Jiang, you really know how to seclude yourself! Seven thousand years! Do you know how I spent those seven thousand years? I missed you so much!"

He remained the same as before, speaking his mind freely and saying whatever came to mind.

But behind this frankness lies a bond that has never faded in seven thousand years.

Looking at Jiang Hao, Long Hao felt happy and emotional. This was a friend he had recognized, and the only peer he respected.

At this moment, the others also emerged from the void one after another.

The ancient god descended upon the starlight, his aura as deep and serene as an ancient star.

This is a powerful figure from the ancient god clan of the Origin Realm, possessing the rare God King Physique.

It is a supreme physique that is no less powerful than the Holy Body or the Overlord Body.

He bowed to Jiang Hao with impeccable manners: "Ancient God Child greets the Great Emperor."

Jiang Hao smiled and said, "Brother Gu, it's been a long time. Congratulations on achieving the Great Perfection of the Divine King Body."

Even a fully realized Divine King Body can fight against a Supreme Being.

The ancient god straightened up, a rare smile appearing on his face: "Not even a fraction of the Great Emperor's."

He spoke calmly, but his heart was in turmoil.

Having achieved the Great Perfection of the Divine King Body, he would be able to stand out from his contemporaries in any era, yet he was no different from an ordinary person in front of the person before him.

Whether you have a God-King Body or a Hegemon Body or a Dao Body, you can sweep them all away.

He knew that the gap had never narrowed; on the contrary, it was widening.

The Sword Demon stood with his sword on his back, bowed to Jiang Hao with his sword clasped behind his back, and remained silent.

This is the Sword Demon, a man of few words, whose emotions are all expressed in battle, a true sword fanatic.

Jiang Hao nodded to him; some feelings don't need words.

A faint warmth flashed in the Sword Demon's eyes, and his grip on his sword tightened slightly.

Luo Hongchen walked out slowly, his white robes fluttering, a gentle smile on his handsome face.

He bowed to Jiang Hao: "Luo Hongchen greets the Great Emperor. Your Majesty's demeanor is even more magnificent than before."

Jiang Hao laughed and said, "Likewise."

Luo Hongchen was a legendary figure in his generation.

Without any special physique, he relied entirely on his own comprehension and perseverance to rise from an ordinary physique to the position of a top genius.

His approach to worldly affairs was unique, and even Jiang Hao once praised it.

Looking at Jiang Hao, Luo Hongchen sighed inwardly, "Some people are destined to illuminate an era."

I've done my best, and it's good enough, but unfortunately, I encountered a supermodel monster in my generation.

Luo Hongchen felt that as long as Jiang Hao wasn't among his peers, he was very confident in achieving enlightenment. Although others were also very strong, he was completely confident in his abilities.

But it did happen.

Next to emerge was a strangely handsome young man, with an ancient aura flowing from the golden demonic mark between his brows.

He was the Holy Son of the Demon Realm of Jiang Hao's generation, and a direct descendant of the Heavenly Demon Emperor.

The Holy Son of the Demon Realm bowed to Jiang Hao, his tone both practiced and respectful: "Brother Jiang, oh no, I should call you Emperor now. Seven thousand years have passed, and you've become even more invincible."

Jiang Hao looked at him and recalled the time when he fought this Heavenly Demon Queen on the ancient road. At that time, the two of them were still young. Their fight was earth-shattering, but they also developed a mutual respect for each other.

He laughed and said, "You're too kind, Holy Son. Your Nine Transformations of the Heavenly Demon must have reached a state of perfection, right?"

The Holy Son of the Demon Realm shook his head: "He is far inferior to the Great Emperor."

He spoke frankly, but he knew in his heart that the gap was far more than just a little.

The Holy Spirit Little Stone Emperor's entire body shimmered with five-colored stone light, and his voice was deep and resonant, like the tremor of the earth: "Greetings, Great Emperor. I benefited greatly from that battle back then."

Jiang Hao looked at the person in front of him. He still remembered the great battle he had fought with the Little Stone Emperor in the starry sky. The battle shattered the desolate stars, but it also proved the Great Dao to each other.

He laughed and said, "Brother Xiao Shi must have made a breakthrough."

Little Stone Emperor nodded: "There has been some improvement, but it is still not even a fraction as good as the Great Emperor's."

The stone-born holy spirit has a long lifespan, but its cultivation is slow.

Generally speaking, the Holy Spirit is born only when he is fully mature, but the Little Stone King was born prematurely due to an unexpected event.

The two who appeared next had different auras.

A woman's figure seemed as if she might melt into the void at any moment, her aura ethereal and unpredictable.

Xu Ling'er from the Void Realm bowed gracefully to Jiang Hao: "Ling'er greets the Great Emperor. Back then in the secret realm, I was fortunate enough to be saved by the Great Emperor, but I have never had the chance to express my gratitude in person."

Jiang Hao recalled that old incident, which happened after he had completed his journey along the ancient road.

He was wandering through the starry sky when he stumbled upon a mysterious secret realm. Coincidentally, Xu Ling'er was also in the secret realm and was in danger, so he rescued her.

He was surprised that she still remembered after all these years. He waved his hand and said, "No need to be polite."

Xu Ling'er was filled with gratitude.

That life-saving grace was not only a matter of saving her life, but also a major turning point in her life.

The other was a giant, as imposing as a mountain, draped in animal skin, his muscles like cast iron.

It was Huang Zhan from the Wilderness Realm, his voice booming like a bell: "Huang Zhan greets the Great Emperor! It's been a long time!"

Jiang Hao laughed and said, "Brother Huang's Savage Battle Body has probably reached its peak by now."

Huang Zhan was also a war maniac, and he had been challenged quite a few times.

Huang Zhan grinned: "I've achieved great mastery, but I still want to fight the Great Emperor again!"

He spoke directly, his eyes burning with fighting spirit.

People from the Wilderness Realm are always straightforward; if they want to fight, they say so, without beating around the bush.

He genuinely wanted to fight Jiang Hao again, even knowing he would inevitably lose, just to see if he could hold his own against this great emperor.