Gaze and you will become stronger: starting from Doupo

Upon hearing this, Jiang Han frowned, his curiosity growing even stronger. Without further hesitation, he took a deep breath and then slammed both palms heavily onto the Immortal Tomb.

Bang!
With a deafening roar, the immortal tomb exploded, sending countless fragments of immortal soil flying and billowing smoke and dust. The process of opening the tomb was far simpler than Jiang Han had imagined. He had originally thought he would encounter some formidable resistance, but he hadn't expected to succeed so easily.

"This Ancestor Hongjun is far too violent!"

"They blew the coffin right out of the room! That's incredibly fierce!"

"What are those hazy red wisps outside the coffin? They look so eerie!"

"That coffin must contain the corpse of an immortal! If I could obtain an immortal's corpse and refine it, I might be able to ascend to heaven in one step. At that time, I could practically walk sideways in these Three Thousand Dao Continents!"

"You are blaspheming against the divine! You shouldn't even have such thoughts, a thousand times wouldn't be enough for you to die!"

……

The cultivators surrounding the immortal tomb were startled by the sudden loud noise. When they saw the tomb explode and reveal its contents, they stared in astonishment, whispering amongst themselves. Inside the tomb, a black coffin, its age unknown, floated in mid-air, surrounded by a hazy red aura. These auras churned and writhed, giving off an eerie and unsettling feeling that sent shivers down their spines.

[The host has unearthed a celestial tomb and obtained primordial energy; the system is currently assisting the host in refining it.]

As the system notification sounded in his mind, a huge phantom of an ancient tree suddenly appeared behind Jiang Han. This ancient tree was lush and exuded an ancient and majestic aura; it was the Devil Fruit Tree.

The branches of the Devil Fruit Tree swayed gently, emitting a buzzing sound. Under its pull, the hazy red aura above the coffin seemed to be summoned by an invisible force, breaking free from the black coffin and transforming into streaks of red light that rushed towards Jiang Han, only to be completely absorbed by the phantom of the Devil Fruit Tree.

[The Primordial Qi is being refined...]

[The refinement of the Primordial Qi is complete. The side quest rewards will be distributed after the host returns to the Xuanhuang Continent.]

Hearing the system notification in his mind, Jiang Han subconsciously sank into his sea of ​​consciousness. When he saw the scene inside, he couldn't help but be stunned, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

The primordial energy he had previously refined and the primordial energy of all things obtained from the Heaven-Covering Plane intertwined at the center of his sea of ​​consciousness, forming a distinct Tai Chi pattern. Yin and Yang rotated, radiating a harmonious yet powerful aura. At the very center of this Tai Chi pattern, where the array's eye was located, lay the red seed he had previously obtained from the jade box. Now, nourished by the two energies, the patterns on the red seed's surface became even clearer, faintly displaying a pulse of life.

scoff!

Before Jiang Han could recover from his surprise, something else appeared above the Tai Chi pattern: the black coffin that had just been blasted out of the immortal tomb! The coffin hovered above the Tai Chi pattern, emanating an aura that resonated with the two gases.

Jiang Han was startled and immediately looked ahead. Sure enough, the black coffin that had been floating in mid-air had disappeared.

"Grand Master, I...I just saw that coffin fly into your body!" Not only Ye Qingxian, but all the cultivators, including the five overlords, stared at Jiang Han in astonishment, their faces filled with disbelief. How could such a huge black coffin fly into a person's body out of thin air? This was simply beyond their comprehension.

"This coffin contains the remains of an old friend of mine, and my purpose in coming here is precisely to take him away," Jiang Han said calmly, straightening his clothes, a hint of sadness in his voice. He didn't know why the black coffin had flown into his body, but since it had already come to this, he could only make up an excuse.

Buzz!
Just then, the shattered immortal tomb not far away began to shake violently again, more violently than ever before, as if something even more terrifying was about to emerge from it.

"What's going on? Is there something else in the grave?!"

"It's out! It's out!"

"This...this is..."

The gazes of all the cultivators instantly focused on the Immortal Tomb, their eyes filled with fear and curiosity. From the depths of the Immortal Tomb, a drop of blood slowly rose, its crimson color like a burning diamond, bright and clear. As soon as it broke through the soil, a divine glow of ten thousand feet shot into the sky, emanating a terrifying and unpredictable pressure that made the entire world tremble.

The five overlords—the Gluttonous King, the Palace Master of the Immortal Palace, the Old Celestial, and others—changed their expressions drastically. They exchanged glances and instinctively took dozens of steps back, utterly shocked. Just what kind of being was this? A mere drop of blood had sent chills down their spines, making them feel as if they were facing a prehistoric beast, their entire bodies trembling with unease.

A single drop of blood, yet it shone with astonishing brilliance! What surprised them most was that this drop of blood did not exude any murderous aura, but even such a seemingly harmless drop of blood possessed a terrifying and inexplicable pressure that they could hardly resist, as if the drop of blood itself represented a supreme law.

Compared to the five overlords at the Escape One Realm, all the cultivators around them with cultivation levels below the Self-Slaying Realm were utterly unable to withstand this terrifying pressure. They were directly forced to kneel on the ground, their bodies trembling uncontrollably, and they didn't even have the courage to look up.

The sight was utterly unbelievable, utterly astonishing! Everyone was silently screaming: Whose blood is this?!
"Let me see!" The old celestial being took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the fear in his heart, and spoke. His eyes shimmered with brilliant golden light, and golden runes flickered in them. He possessed the rare Heavenly Eye, a divine talent that could see through all illusions in the world and perceive the essence of all things.

However, despite his intense gaze fixed on the drop of blood, no matter how dazzling the golden light in his eyes or how much he activated his Heavenly Eye, he couldn't see through the essence of the blood or grasp its mysteries. The surface of the drop of blood was shrouded in wisps of chaotic energy. This chaotic energy, seemingly thin, was indestructible, completely enveloping the blood. What laws and order were contained within the blood remained entirely unseen.

"Even my Heavenly Eye is ineffective; this is truly a rare occurrence!" The old celestial being's expression grew increasingly astonished, his shock intensifying. Since mastering his Heavenly Eye, he had never encountered anything he couldn't see through; the mystery surrounding this drop of blood far exceeded his imagination.

"boom!"

Suddenly, the drop of blood rose and fell in mid-air, emitting an unparalleled surging aura. The aura was as vast and boundless as a boundless ocean, causing the entire void to resonate and tremble violently, as if it were about to collapse at any moment.

"Look! There seems to be a figure behind that blood!" A cultivator with excellent eyesight suddenly exclaimed, pointing behind the dripping blood.

"It's too blurry, I can't see anything at all! I can only make out a rough outline!"

"Just who is he! With such power from just a drop of blood, how strong must he be?!"

The cultivators gasped in surprise, their eyes widening as they held their breath, staring intently at the drop of blood, afraid of missing a single detail.

This drop of blood became even more astonishing, emitting increasingly intense fluctuations that even tore through the sky. Within the blood, faint shouts erupted, sounds that seemed to come from ancient times, shaking heaven and earth and causing one's mind to tremble.

Faintly, the cultivators seemed to hear the battle cries of thousands of troops, the clanging of swords and spears, the shouts of heroes, and the roar of indomitable battle spirits—a scene both grand and tragic.

Then, a blurry phantom slowly emerged behind the drop of blood. The phantom looked like a man, with a tall and imposing figure, but his face was very blurry and indistinct.

At this moment, he gazed silently ahead, his eyes seemingly able to penetrate all the heavens and worlds and cross the long river of time, standing proudly between heaven and earth, looking down on all living beings, with an aura of domineering arrogance.

That figure, that aura, was like... a celestial emperor!
Upon seeing this phantom, the five overlords were utterly shocked. At that moment, they instinctively wanted to prostrate themselves in reverence, an overwhelming sense of awe emanating from the depths of their souls. This person's aura was terrifying; though merely a phantom, formed from a drop of blood, it made them feel utterly insignificant.

Jiang Han stared at the drop of blood and the blurry phantom, his heart churning with shock. He could sense that the drop of blood contained an extremely pure and powerful primordial force, a power that surpassed that of Great Emperors and True Immortals, and might even have reached the realm of Immortal Kings or higher. Moreover, he vaguely felt that the phantom was somewhat familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before, but he couldn't quite place it.

Ye Qingxian's eyes widened, filled with excitement and awe. She sensed an aura emanating from the illusory figure similar to that of her father, Emperor Ye Tian—an imperial aura that commanded the world and suppressed all ages. Could the owner of this drop of blood be an ancient Heavenly Emperor?
The little one was so frightened by the powerful pressure that he hid behind Jiang Han, only daring to peek at the drop of blood and the phantom with his big eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Master, what is that? It's so scary."

Jiang Han patted the little one's head and comforted him, "Don't be afraid, that's a mark left by a very powerful senior. He won't hurt us." Although he said that, Jiang Han was filled with vigilance. He didn't know what kind of changes the appearance of this drop of blood and the phantom would bring.

The drop of blood and the phantom lingered in mid-air for a moment, their aura gradually receding before transforming into a streak of light that hurtled towards Jiang Han. Jiang Han was startled and tried to dodge, but found himself completely immobilized. He could only watch helplessly as the streak of light entered his body, merging into the Tai Chi pattern in his sea of ​​consciousness, standing opposite the black coffin.

The moment the blood entered his body, Jiang Han felt as if a pebble had been thrown into his sea of ​​consciousness, stirring up a thousand waves. Countless ancient information and images flooded into his mind: the chaotic scene of the birth of the universe, the great war between ancient gods and demons, the glory of the Heavenly Emperor's attainment of the Dao, and the tragic chaos of the Dark Ages... This information was so overwhelming that Jiang Han's head throbbed with pain, and he almost fainted.

It took Jiang Han a while to recover. He shook his throbbing head, his mind filled with shock and confusion. He didn't know what this information meant, nor did he know why the owner of that drop of blood had sent this information into his mind.

The cultivators surrounding the Immortal Tomb were all dumbfounded when they saw the drop of blood enter Jiang Han's body; their faces were filled with disbelief. They never expected that this mysterious and powerful drop of blood would ultimately choose Jiang Han.

The five overlords exchanged glances, each seeing deep apprehension in the other's eyes. They knew that what had happened today was far beyond their comprehension: the mystery of Hongjun Ancestor, Ye Qingxian's origins, Little Dot's potential, and this mysterious drop of blood and phantom—all of this foreshadowed that the Three Thousand Dao States were about to usher in a magnificent yet perilous new era.

Jiang Han took a deep breath, suppressing the various thoughts in his mind. He knew that now was not the time to delve into these matters. He glanced at the now completely calm Immortal Tomb, then at Little Dot and Ye Qingxian beside him, as well as the five overlords and numerous cultivators in the distance, and slowly said, "Alright, the secret of the Immortal Tomb has been revealed. Everyone, disperse."

Although many were filled with reluctance and curiosity, no one dared to disobey Jiang Han and the lingering influence of that drop of blood. The cultivators bowed to Jiang Han before reluctantly departing from this mysterious and legendary land. The five overlords also cupped their hands in greeting to Jiang Han and left with complex emotions.

Soon, only Jiang Han, Xiao Budian, and Ye Qingxian remained around the Immortal Tomb.

Jiang Han looked at the two people in front of him and smiled slightly: "Alright, it's time for us to leave."

Little Dot nodded, gripping Jiang Han's hand tightly. Ye Qingxian also nodded, looking at Little Dot with unwavering determination. She knew that her future mission was to protect this junior uncle and wait for him to grow up and save that turbulent future.

Jiang Han, carrying Xiaobudian and Ye Qingxian, turned and flew into the distance, leaving behind the now empty immortal tomb, standing silently in the wind, as if telling ancient secrets and legends. What changes the drop of blood that had merged into Jiang Han's body and that illusory figure would bring to him, no one knew. But one thing was certain: the fates of Jiang Han, Xiaobudian, and Ye Qingxian were now inextricably linked because of this immortal tomb; their future paths were destined to be extraordinary. (End of Chapter)