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

This scene doesn't resemble an emperor holding court; it's more like a traveler returning home after achieving success, reuniting with his family.

Warmth and laughter filled every corner of the Dao Seeking Sect.

This is the starting point of his spiritual practice, and also the place where his soul finds its home.

The sect provided him with protection in his childhood, fertile ground for his growth, and the warmth of a home.

He bestowed upon the sect unparalleled glory and a foundation for its eternal prosperity. They complemented each other, bound by blood.

After catching up for a long time, Jiang Hao, the sect leader, and several core elders arrived at the forbidden area behind the mountain, the original ancestral hall of the Dao Seeking Sect. This place was heavily fortified and extremely quiet and secluded.

The hall was simple and ancient, with calming incense burning inside.

Jiang Hao's expression returned to calm, and he spoke:

"I'm going into seclusion now. The sect is counting on you all."

The sect leader and elders straightened up and nodded immediately. The sect leader said in a deep voice.

"Your Majesty, rest assured, I will take care of everything in the sect. Who in the heavens does not know your renown? No one dares to come to Ziwei, and no one dares to disturb the tranquility of the Daoist sect. You may continue your seclusion in peace. I would never dare to trouble you with matters outside the sect."

An elder in charge of resources added:

"The sect's treasury has prepared all the necessary divine materials and medicines according to the list you left behind. These are all top-quality items presented by various parties over the years and can be sent to the secluded cultivation area at any time."

Another elder in charge of defense said:

"The secluded training ground has been rearranged to the highest standards, gathering the ancestral energy of the Ziwei Ancient Star Dragon Vein, and also containing the Daoist rhymes left behind by the Taiyin and Taiyang Ancient Emperors, which can be referenced and studied. It is absolutely safe and secluded."

Seeing their thoughtful consideration and all-out effort, Jiang Hao felt a warmth in his heart and nodded.

"Very good. The duration of this seclusion is uncertain. If there are any major changes in the outside world, or if you encounter matters that you cannot decide, you may burn this talisman."

He flicked his finger and shot out a talisman formed from chaotic energy, which landed in the sect leader's hand.

"The sect is now in your hands."

"We will certainly not fail the Emperor's trust!"

The crowd responded in unison, their gazes resolute.

They knew that the emperor's seclusion was to prepare him for potentially greater future upheavals in his prime.

All they could do was safeguard this foundation and ensure the emperor had no worries about the future.

Jiang Hao nodded upon hearing this, feeling very lucky.

Yes, lucky.

Having transmigrated here, despite possessing the extraordinary talent of a Chaotic Body, he might not have been able to grow to where he is today if he had fallen into a treacherous environment of intrigue and survival of the fittest.

It was the atmosphere of the Dao Seeking Sect, though small, that was pure and united, which allowed him to grow up smoothly.

This also made him willing to give back and protect without hesitation after gaining power.

There were no earth-shattering treasures or inheritances here, but it gave him the most precious peace and belonging.

The love of parents, Elder Zhang's grandfatherly kindness, the care of the sect leader and teachers, the friendliness among fellow disciples...

These countless details converged to form the most solid foundation deep within his Dao heart, allowing him to always know why he was fighting and what he could protect in the vast and cold universe.

Having finished his explanation, Jiang Hao said no more, his figure slowly fading away as he headed deeper into the sect.

Deep within the Daoist Sect, at the confluence of the Ziwei Ancient Star Dragon Vein Ancestral Cave, swirling chaotic energy naturally manifests myriad runes, transforming this place into a Daoist realm independent of the world.

Jiang Hao sat cross-legged at the eye of the void array, with the faint symphony of the moon's radiance and the sun's holy power shining behind him. It was the Daoist aura left behind by the two human emperors deep in the ancient star, echoing his voice as the new emperor.

He officially entered a deep retreat.

With a calm mind, he went into seclusion. His primary task was to wholeheartedly perceive and integrate with that unique—Heavenly Heart Imprint.

Jiang Hao's mind slowly sank into a state of profound stillness, his consciousness seemingly detaching lightly from his body and leaping to an unprecedented level.

Here, the myriad paths of the universe are no longer ethereal and elusive; they manifest as dazzling, crystalline chains of divine order that connect the past, present, and future, intertwining to form the fundamental network of the Great Dao that supports the operation of everything.

"Is this the framework of the Great Dao...?"

He thought to himself.

At the heart of this magnificent network lies a light that defies description.

It seems to encompass all colors and forms, and also seems to transcend all concrete things, like the heart of the universe, or the source of the great Dao.

This is the manifestation of the Heavenly Seal, a symbol of the supreme authority in this world.

Using his own profound Chaos Dao as a guide, Jiang Hao cautiously probed the ball of light with his divine sense.

The moment they made contact, the extraordinary nature of the Chaos Body was fully revealed.

His Dao developed a natural, seamless affinity with this vast network of Daos, like a prodigal son finally returning home, or a drop of water flowing into the ocean, smoother than imagined.

This is why the Chaos Body is known as a near-immortal body.

Time loses its quantifiable meaning in such profound enlightenment.

Perhaps only a moment has passed, yet it feels like a century has gone by.

His consciousness wandered in the vast ocean of Dao principles, witnessing firsthand the laws governing the birth and death of stars, personally experiencing the profound mysteries contained in the cycle of life, and meticulously analyzing the warp and weft of the changing spacetime.

"I see……"

Each profound insight made his understanding of the Great Dao of Chaos more complete and comprehensive, and his control over every bit of his power reached an unparalleled level.

The Heavenly Heart Mark is not an inanimate object; it seems to possess a spirit, reflecting the most fundamental secrets of the universe as it merges with this unprecedented Chaotic Emperor.

The Dao wounds he sustained from repeated deadly battles and terrifying immortal tribulations are being slowly and steadily repaired under the dual nourishment of the essence of myriad Daos and the origin of chaos.

Even through this process of destruction and rebirth, the body and primordial spirit were imprinted with more resilient and immortal Dao patterns.

As the initial fusion with the Heavenly Heart Imprint stabilized, Jiang Hao's mind gradually returned from that lofty Dao realm.

He embarked on his second crucial task: to organize his life's learning, perfect his own path, and create his own unique and supreme scripture.

With a slight thought, ancient scriptures, some complete and some incomplete, lit up one after another in his mind like stars.

Among them, the most noteworthy are the fragments of the "Ancient Scripture of the Moon" and the "Ancient Scripture of the Sun".

These two supreme scriptures of the human emperors were not obtained by force.

Rather, they were obtained by chance. These two ancient scriptures represent the extremes of Yin and Yang, and are extremely profound.

"When the yin and yang are in harmony, which is weaker or stronger, the world will be ruled by the emperor."

Jiang Hao silently recited this timeless saying, and understood in his heart.

These sixteen short characters encapsulate the ambitions and regrets of countless cultivators.

Legend has it that when the Taiyin body and the Taiyang body combine, their offspring have a slim chance of giving birth to the Chaos body.

Although unproven, it points to a direction: if yin and yang can truly coexist and merge the two poles, perhaps we can glimpse the gate to chaos.

Therefore, throughout history, there has never been a shortage of exceptionally talented individuals who have attempted to cultivate both the Yin and Yang energies, intending to reverse their fate and transform into a chaotic entity.

However, the results were almost without exception: either the Daoist mind went mad and fell into demonic possession, or the Yin-Yang conflict within the body completely spiraled out of control, ultimately leading to the body exploding and death, with both body and spirit destroyed.

The cost was so high that it deterred others from trying, and very few dared to attempt it.