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

"No." Feng Wu immediately shook her head, her tone resolute. "This absolutely cannot be accepted. The Imperial Scripture is the culmination of your life's work; it is far too precious."

"Take it." Jiang Hao interrupted her, placing the jade slip in her hand. "Consider it... keeping it safe for me."

He paused, then added, "Feng Xi is very talented. Her path is a little different from yours. This scripture might give her some inspiration. Also, you need to become stronger so that we can meet again in the future."

That's a clever way of putting it. It's not a gift to you, but a request for you to keep it safe and use it to guide future generations.

Feng Wu held the jade slip, feeling the vast and star-like Daoist aura within it, and her hand trembled slightly.

She looked at Jiang Hao, her eyes swirling with emotions, which finally settled into a soft sigh: "You're always like this..."

It's always like this: giving people the best things in the most unintentional way.

Jiang Hao smiled: "Because it's you."

Four words, spoken lightly, yet landing heavily on Feng Wu's heart.

Because it's you.

Therefore, it deserves the best.

Feng Wu took a deep breath and carefully put the jade slip away. She knew that she could never repay this debt of gratitude in her lifetime.

"Then..." she looked at him, her eyes filled with undisguised concern, "Where are you going next?"

"Continue with what's left unfinished."

Feng Wu nodded: "Be careful."

She didn't ask what it was about; there was no need, and it was meaningless.

"You too." Jiang Hao looked at her. "Be prepared for the self-imposed seclusion. If you need anything, feel free to contact me."

"Um."

The two looked at each other, and a thousand words were contained in that gaze.

After a long while, Feng Wu said softly, "Then... I'm leaving."

"it is good."

She turned around and took Feng Xi's hand.

Feng Xi glanced at her aunt's slightly red eyes, then at Jiang Hao, and suddenly said, "Your Majesty, next time... next time you can take Chuangdang, okay? I promise I'll be obedient!"

Jiang Hao smiled and patted her head: "Okay, once you wake up from your self-imposed isolation, I'll take you to some interesting places."

"It's a deal!"

It's a deal.

Feng Wu took one last look at Jiang Hao, and in that look, there were too many indescribable emotions.

Then, she took Feng Xi and transformed into a seven-colored divine light, disappearing into the depths of the starry sky.

Jiang Hao stood there, watching the divine light gradually fade into the distance and eventually disappear among the stars.

He gazed in the direction the crowd had left, and after a long while, whispered:

Goodbye, old friends.

"May you awaken to find that this world is the way I envisioned it."

He then took a step and disappeared.

The starry sky was silent, with only spiritual energy flowing slowly.

……

Under the boundless starry sky, a deep blue ancient star floats silently, exuding a magnificent and ancient aura of life.

Its territory is so vast that it even surpasses that of the ancient star Ziwei.

Jiang Hao's figure emerged from the starry sky, his gaze fixed downwards.

This is Kunlun Ancient Star, the hometown of the legendary Daoist from the mythological era, and one of his destinations on this journey.

"All things in Heaven and Earth revere the Dao..."

As the ancient star drew near, faint Daoist chants echoed at the edge of this star field, seemingly transcending countless ages, still praising that supreme being.

On the surface of the star, countless complex and mysterious ancient array patterns and Dao traces intertwine, forming a terrifying field that envelops the entire ancient star.

This is a work left by the Daoist Master, enough to annihilate any unauthorized intruder, body and soul.

Even after an incredibly long period of time, its power remains terrifying.

Jiang Hao stared at the formation that resembled the Great Dao, and his heart couldn't help but stir.

Since attaining enlightenment, he has looked down upon all the heavens and witnessed countless supreme methods.

But the arrangement before us, which spans from the mythological era to the present day and still shrouds an ancient star like a celestial net, is truly unique in its ingenuity and grandeur.

"As expected of the Dao Venerable!" Jiang Hao exclaimed softly, his tone carrying a rare sense of admiration.

This kind of profound impact, stemming from his understanding of the world and his overall perspective, was the first time he had experienced such a profound awakening since becoming emperor.

Only this legendary king from the mythical era could give him this feeling of seeing mountains higher.

After a moment of reflection, Jiang Hao composed himself.

He came here to have something to do; he wasn't just wandering around.

Jiang Hao came here for two purposes.

Firstly, the second of the nine tripods was placed there.

These nine cauldrons are powerful artifacts that he forged with various kinds of immortal metals and inscribed with his own Dao. He planned to place them in nine crucial and mysterious places in the universe to regulate the fortunes of all things and suppress the world.

The first cauldron has already been placed in Ziwei, and Jiang Hao intends to place the second one here.

This ancient star Kunlun is perfectly suited, both in terms of its historical significance and its inherent characteristics.

During his seclusion, he refined three more of these cauldrons.

Secondly, he wanted to see for himself what his hometown, which had nurtured such an amazing figure throughout the ages, was like.

Jiang Hao always held a sense of respect and curiosity towards Dao Zun, this legendary pioneer.

His aura circulated slightly, like a drop of water merging into the ocean, silently penetrating the great formation that even Dao-proving cultivators feared, and descending upon the ancient Kunlun star.

After passing through a spatial barrier, the view suddenly opened up before me.

The endless mountain ranges stretched out like sleeping ancient dragons, their heads held high, piercing the chaotic sky.

The life essence here is so dense that it cannot be dispersed, condensing into spiritual rain and rosy light, nourishing all things.

Jiang Hao felt the powerful and majestic ancestral energy emanating from the earth beneath his feet and nodded slightly.

This is the ancestral vein of the ancient star Kunlun, the Kunlun Mountains. It truly deserves the title of the ancestor of all veins and the root of all mountains.

On this ancient planet lived a powerful branch of the human race, the Kunlun race.

They are born with strong physiques, their bloodlines contain mysterious power, and their talent for cultivation far surpasses that of ordinary people, making them even feared by many special races.

Dao Zun came from this clan.

Jiang Hao strolled along, occasionally seeing some broken armor or weathered bones along the way. These were the remains of those who had tried to break into the core of Kunlun to seek treasure or attain enlightenment throughout history.

The surrounding void was filled with hidden killing intent. It was a Heavenly Venerable Killing Array left over from the mythological era. Even the slightest leak of its energy could cause a Great Sage Quasi-Emperor to perish.

But to Jiang Hao, these formations were useless.

Finally, he arrived at the true core of this mountain range—the land of immortality.

The sight before them was enough to shock any cultivator.

Tens of thousands of mountain peaks, shaped like dragon heads, are arranged in a way that embodies the profound principles of heaven and earth, surrounding a huge valley.

Each of the Dragon Head Peaks spews forth a massive amount of divine light and life essence, like ten thousand dragons paying homage, gathering all the wonders of creation in the center of the valley.

There, a fairy pool, only about ten feet square, was formed.

The pool water is no ordinary water, but rather liquefied essence of heaven and earth, the origin of life, steaming with countless strands of brilliant rosy light, illuminating the entire valley in a dreamlike and sacred way.

However, Jiang Hao's gaze was instantly drawn to something at the bottom of the Immortal Pool.

What was there was not the divine material or the remains of a powerful being as expected, but a... egg.

An egg about the size of a human head, with a shell that displays a nine-colored sheen.

The surface of the egg is covered with primordial patterns that point directly to the origin of the Tao.

A faint but extremely powerful life force, which even surprised Jiang Hao, was emanating from the egg.