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

Jiang Hao's gaze swept over Beidou again, over those few desolate restricted areas, but did not linger.

Those who needed to be dealt with have been dealt with, those who needed to establish authority have established authority, and those who needed to receive benefits have received them.

Continuing to pressure them may not be a good thing; even a cornered dog will jump over the wall.

He lowered his gaze, and the golden road beneath his feet stretched towards his home, towards the ancient star of Ziwei.

This expedition was a great success, overwhelming the Northern Dipper Forbidden Zone, slaying the Celestial Ancestor, killing the Queen of Ten Thousand Devouring Insects, and shaking the heavens and myriad realms with its might.

The name of the Chaos Emperor Jiang Hao has completely transformed into an invisible divine mountain, pressing down on the hearts of all living beings in the universe. Whether friend or foe, strong or weak, all must look up to him and revere him.

A truly invincible era that belongs to him has arrived.

And this is just the beginning.

Crape Myrtle in Beihai

The golden road stretches across the sky, descending from the starry heavens and extending directly towards the vast and boundless North Sea of ​​the ancient Ziwei star, where waves surge and rise to the sky.

Jiang Hao appeared above the North Sea, his black robes fluttering as he looked down at the deep blue, almost inky, seawater.

His gaze was calm, yet it seemed to penetrate the deep sea and the barriers of space, reaching a region in the far reaches of the North Sea that was shrouded by an ancient formation.

There, life flourishes, ancient medicinal herbs abound, and a solitary island floats quietly. On the island stands an ancient tree, its entire body golden, radiating the divine power of the sun, its splendor dazzling.

The moment Jiang Hao descended upon the North Sea, news swept across the entire Ziwei Ancient Star like a storm.

"Your Majesty, the Chaos Emperor has gone to the North Sea!"

"Quickly, hurry to Beihai!"

In an instant, the Ziwei Ancient Star was in turmoil.

Whether they were powerful patriarchs of major sects, reclusive ancient families, or powerful rogue cultivators, countless figures soared into the sky, transforming into streams of light and surging towards the North Sea.

No one dared to get too close, only pausing at the distant edge, gazing with excitement and awe at the figure in the sky above that sea that seemed to hold up the heavens and the earth.

……

The golden road extends into the depths of the North Sea, ignoring the terrifying vortex and undercurrents that could annihilate even saints, and easily penetrates the supreme imperial array that shrouds the isolated island and has endured for countless ages.

Jiang Hao took a step and found himself on the legendary island of Tanggu.

The moment you step onto the island, you are greeted by a rich burst of solar energy, and the air is filled with the unique fragrance of ancient medicinal herbs.

The six-zhang-tall golden ancient tree in the center swayed gently, each leaf shining like a small sun, with wind and thunder faintly visible above the canopy, giving rise to various strange phenomena.

Jiang Hao looked at the scene before him, remained silent for a moment, and then said softly:

"Yutani... we've finally found him."

His thoughts drifted away for a moment.

At the beginning of his transmigration, he was just a struggling cultivator trying to survive.

I want to find someone for self-defense.

What is the strongest weapon for self-defense in this world?

Those are, of course, ancient imperial weapons and celestial weapons.

He happened to hear that after the passing of the Human Race's Holy Emperor, the Sun Holy Emperor, his imperial artifact, the Sun Stone Tower, was not in the Sun God Cult, but might have been left somewhere in the North Sea.

So he began searching, hoping to obtain the treasure as easily as the protagonist in the novel.

No matter how hard he searched, the North Sea was vast and the Valley of Tang was nowhere to be found.

Now that he has become emperor and rules over all the heavens, the imperial artifacts that were once unattainable are no longer necessary in his eyes.

He even refined the remaining weapons of the few supreme beings he had killed into immortal gold.

When I searched for the Sun Stone Tower again, my state of mind was different.

"Times have changed after all."

Jiang Hao shook his head, his gaze falling on the ancient golden tree.

"The Fusang Elixir of Immortality accompanied the Sun Emperor throughout his life of conquest, illuminating the path of humanity. The Emperor perished for eternity, yet you still endure here."

Whether it's an ancient emperor or a celestial being, living for tens of thousands of years is a long time, but compared to the elixir of immortality, it seems insignificant.

With a slight thought, he discerned the essence of the Tang Valley's restrictions and even detected the traces of the ultimate battles that remained on this land.

The two imperial laws contained within those traces, one as radiant as the sun and the other domineering and majestic, were subtly opposed.

"In his later years, the Second Sun Emperor attempted a transformation here, desiring to live out his third life..."

Jiang Hao understood.

"But he was ambushed, his efforts were in vain, he was seriously injured and fled far away, and finally buried himself in the ancient coffin of the gods, drifting in the starry sky. The stone tower was left here to guard Fusang, and also to guard this covered-up past."

Who was fighting against the Sun Emperor?

His gaze swept across the desolate island, and he murmured to himself, "This is indeed Tang Valley, the sacred site of the Sun Emperor. But why didn't he choose to pass away here? What misfortunes befell him in his later years?"

A question flashed through Jiang Hao's mind, but he no longer hesitated.

He stretched out his right hand and made a grasping motion towards the most hidden core of the restriction deep within the island.

"now!"

A soft shout, as if words had become law.

A dazzling golden light erupted from the depths of the island, and a vast solar holy power surged into the sky!

A simple stone tower, about the size of a palm and carved entirely from dark gold divine stone, appeared from the void, spinning rapidly, and landed in Jiang Hao's palm.

The moment the stone tower fell into the Emperor's hands, it was as if a god who had been slumbering for eternity was awakened.

It trembled slightly and revived on its own without Jiang Hao's prompting!

"boom!"

An indescribable, terrifying power surged forth from the Great Dao of the Sun, its supreme imperial might overwhelming and boundless!

The entire Tang Valley was roaring, the ancient Fusang tree was shaking violently, and a shower of golden light was falling from the sky.

This powerful force pierced through the Tanggu Imperial Formation, instantly spreading throughout the entire North Sea, and then enveloping the entire Ziwei Ancient Star!

On the ancient star of Ziwei, countless powerful figures were awakened and looked in horror toward the North Sea.

A self-proclaimed old monster opened its murky eyes, filled with surprise and doubt:

"The aura of the Sun Emperor's Great Dao? How is that possible... The Emperor has been dead for a long time, and even his body and imperial artifacts have disappeared without a trace. How could he reappear today?"

In an ancient temple perched high in the clouds, several elderly men with profound auras gathered together, their expressions solemn:

"It's the Sun Stone Tower! There's no mistake! The Sun Emperor suddenly passed away years ago, his whereabouts remain a mystery, and his imperial artifacts also disappeared. Now the stone tower has revived, could it be...?"

The ancestral home of the Sun God religion.

At this moment, the entire cult was in an uproar.

All disciples who possess the bloodline of the sun could feel the blood within their bodies resonating and cheering.

That Sun Avenue, originating from Beihai, felt so familiar and so magnificent.

The current leader of the Sun God Cult, an elderly man with gray hair and a resolute face, was trembling with emotion, tears streaming down his face.

"The Holy Emperor's artifact... is the Sun Stone Tower! It has reappeared in the world!"

Behind him, many senior members and core disciples of the sect were moved to tears.

As the direct lineage of the Sun Holy Emperor, the Sun God Cult has lost the imperial artifact to suppress it. Although its reputation remains, its foundation has gradually weakened over the years, making it subtly inferior to many other extreme forces.

If the stone tower can return... the Sun God Cult will regain its complete imperial lineage and truly stand at the pinnacle of Ziwei and even the heavens!

"May God bless our religion! May the Holy Emperor manifest his power!" an elder cried out, his voice choked with emotion.

……

In Tang Valley, the revival of the Sun Stone Tower lasted only a moment before Jiang Hao easily calmed it down.

The stone tower lay quietly in his palm, as docile as any ordinary object.