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

The Supreme Being of the Forbidden Zone and some powerful figures from various realms had mixed feelings.

They both hoped that Jiang Hao would perish, so that they could see the light of day again and compete for the path to immortality once more.

They were also afraid it was a trap, after all, that emperor was too cunning and too powerful.

The myriad realms were plunged into an eerie stillness.

No one dared to make a rash move, and no one dared to step into the Origin Realm.

At this moment, Jiang Hao, who was in seclusion, slowly opened his eyes.

The second life, it's a success!

Jiang Hao felt the power within his body, stronger than ever before, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

The shattering of the Heavenly Heart Mark was not an accident, but rather something he did intentionally.

Firstly, the Heavenly Heart Mark is no longer of any use to him. He walks the path of immortality in the mortal world, and will undergo transformations time and again in the future; the Heavenly Heart Mark would only hinder his progress.

Secondly, he wanted to give future generations of geniuses the opportunity to prove themselves.

He had already broken the shackles of the Great Dao that had bound him for 180,000 years. Now that the Great Era has begun, it should be an era in which geniuses emerge in great numbers.

Thirdly... he was fishing.

Fish for those lurking supreme beings in forbidden zones, and fish for those powerful figures from all realms who harbor ill intentions.

He will not hesitate to kill anyone who dares to step forward!

Jiang Hao focused his mind on his body, beginning to analyze the gains he had made from this transformation.

He became even more perfect, his physical body immortal and his soul undying.

His "Chaos Scripture" incorporates fragments of Daoist scriptures and the Great Dao from the Chaotic Ancient Heavenly Court, making it even more profound.

Afterwards, Jiang Hao continued his seclusion to consolidate his breakthrough gains, while also giving Yu'er a chance.

However, one year, ten years, fifty years, a hundred years have passed...

Apart from that initial, earth-shattering fluctuation, there was nothing else unusual in the universe.

There was no dark turmoil, no supreme being born, and not even any definite news about the whereabouts of the Chaos Emperor.

More and more beings are beginning to believe that the once mighty Chaos Emperor has truly faded into obscurity for some reason.

The Great Dao of the Chaos Emperor has indeed disappeared.

He entered the forbidden area of ​​the Daoist Sect and secluded his cave for cultivation.

A century is but a fleeting moment for Jiang Hao, who has undergone a complete transformation.

He slowly opened his eyes, and a fleeting image of the universe's creation and destruction flashed in his gaze before returning to a deep and calm state.

"A hundred years have passed..." Jiang Hao's divine sense swept across the outside world, taking in all the chaos and turmoil of the universe.

He saw the suspicions of all races, the restless ambitions of certain forces, and also... the still inactive forbidden zones of life.

Jiang Hao wore a rather helpless expression and sighed softly:

"Can they really tolerate this? The Heavenly Heart Mark has shattered, the suppression of the Great Dao has disappeared, and the path to becoming an Emperor has reopened... Such a huge temptation, and not even one person has dared to peek out or test the waters?"

He shook his head: "This bait was wasted. It seems I went a bit too far before, and it's made them so wary."

Thinking about how his elaborate scheme to ensure his own downfall hadn't even caught a small fish, Jiang Hao felt as if he had punched cotton.

"Another 'no' (soldier) result," he muttered to himself, standing up and stretching his limbs.

"Very well, since you're not going to step forward, I'll continue with my business. I've only released three of the Nine Cauldrons, the Immortal Egg is still being nurtured, and the path to immortality in the mortal world is even longer... There's plenty of time."

He took a step forward, leaving the cave where he had been in seclusion for a hundred years, and his figure merged into the void.

Unbeknownst to anyone, the Chaos Emperor, who was thought to have already perished, had quietly lived out an even more powerful second life.

Eight thousand years have passed. In the early days of the great era, most of the proud and ambitious geniuses of that generation, such as Feng Xi, Chu Changge, and Xiao Zhanhuang, have passed away like shooting stars.

Or they may choose to seal themselves as divine beings, waiting for the next era more suitable for them to shine even brighter.

Or perhaps they have already faded into obscurity and transformed into the Dao amidst subsequent battles, adventures, and trials of cultivation.

New generations of faces come and go, but the universe remains noisy.

The era of twelve peerless heroes that belonged to Jiang Hao has become a distant legend in the eyes of the world, imprinted in ancient books and the sentimental memories of the older generation.

Apart from Chaos Emperor Jiang Hao, almost no one else is mentioned anymore.

A figure appeared outside the planet that Lingbao Tianzun had transformed into.

Jiang Hao stood outside the star field, but his divine sense had already penetrated through layers of spacetime barriers and landed on the Sendai Pool in the center of that small world.

In the pool, the originally faint spiritual light spots have been gathered and nurtured for nearly ten thousand years.

Now it has become incredibly dazzling, like a great sun that may burst forth at any moment, radiating vitality and Taoist charm.

"It'll be soon," Jiang Hao murmured, a hint of anticipation flashing in his eyes.

Lingbao Tianzun, one of the Nine Heavenly Venerables in mythology, wields power over killing and ending, and his path is unique and powerful.

Observing the complete process of such an ancient being's return from oblivion is of great benefit to his understanding of the essence of life, the immortality of the true spirit, and the mystery of transformation.

He decided to wait there.

Therefore, Jiang Hao concealed his form and aura, like a speck of cosmic dust, quietly hovering near this humanoid star field.

His gaze pierced through the void, focusing on every subtle change within the small world of Sendai.

Time flies, and another five hundred years have passed quietly.

The universe appears calm, but the Golden Age is flourishing in the absence of an emperor, and the competition among the most talented individuals is becoming increasingly fierce.

Occasionally, the collisions of quasi-emperors would cause shockwaves across the starry sky, but the overall balance remained intact.

What surprised Jiang Hao the most was that those forbidden zones remained surprisingly well-behaved.

Several hundred years have passed since the Heavenly Heart Mark collapsed, yet not a single Supreme Being has been able to resist jumping out to test or instigate small-scale disturbances in order to replenish their blood and energy.

"That's truly rare." Jiang Hao shook his head and chuckled in the silent void.

He was naturally pleased with this outcome. The peaceful development of the universe and the competition between the human race and the geniuses of all races were exactly the scenes he had envisioned when he sorted out the Great Dao.

However, this peace was suddenly shattered one day.

The first to change was the humanoid star field that had been transformed from the corpse of Lingbao Tianzun.

At the core of the star field, the small world representing Sendai suddenly burst forth with boundless light!

A dazzling radiance containing the ultimate essence of swordsmanship appeared.

The radiance broke through the barrier of the small world, illuminating a large area of ​​the nearby dark starry sky, making countless stars pale in comparison.

Immediately afterwards, in the desolate wilderness of the universe, four locations separated by endless galaxies simultaneously erupted with earth-shattering sharp energy!

In the east, a brilliant blue light shone forth, and a long sword with an ancient design and a jade-like blue color tore through the void, its blade engraved with profound Daoist patterns.

Wherever it passes, life is extinguished by its extreme sharpness, yet within the deathly silence lies a trace of creation—this is the Immortal Slaughtering Sword!

In the south, crimson as blood, a massive sword with a thick blade, as red as a burning sunset, hummed as it approached, carrying a scorching killing intent that could burn away all heavens and destroy all laws. This was the Immortal Slayer Sword!

In the west, a blinding white light shone as a long, white sword pierced through the starry sky. Its sword aura was icy cold, freezing time and space, severing cause and effect, and was incomparably sharp. This was the Immortal Trapping Sword!

In the north, a deep black light emanated from a strangely shaped sword, its entire body as black as ink, which appeared silently, exuding the Daoist aura of ending all things. This was the Immortal-Slaying Sword!

These are the Four Swords of Zhuxian, the most infamous and deadly weapons of the mythical era.