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

If we were to pinpoint the current hottest topic across the heavens, it would undoubtedly be the Ancient Road of All Realms.

Because the ancient road is where geniuses from all realms vie for supremacy.

Among the ancient roads, the Ancient Roads of All Realms are the most popular.

Because the Ancient Road of All Realms brings together all the geniuses of the Origin Realm and all other realms.

The most outstanding talents from all races and realms gathered here.

At this moment, the thirtieth level of the ancient road is very lively.

The thirtieth pass is called Star Pass, an important pass on the ancient road and a dividing line. Only those geniuses who can reach this pass are qualified to compete for supremacy on the ancient road.

This level is not built on the surface of a star, but floats directly in the boundless sea of ​​stars. It is forged from countless meteorites and divine stones, and its entire body flows with starlight.

At this moment, the ninth floor of the most bustling stargazing teahouse inside the pass was already teeming with people.

In the center of the teahouse, a three-zhang square starry sky projection mirror hangs, its surface rippling like water, reflecting in real time the starry sky outside the fiftieth gate, the Emperor's Fall Pass.

The mirror was surrounded by layers of people, with cultivators from various races whispering and discussing among themselves.

The air was filled with the aroma of enlightenment tea, the sweet fragrance of various spiritual fruits, the faint fishy smell of the dragon race, the wild aura of the demon race, and the profound blood energy of the ancient race... It was truly a grand gathering of all races in the heavens.

"Have you heard? The Little War Emperor and Little Chaos have officially agreed to a duel at the fiftieth level, starting in three days!"

An elderly human cultivator with a booming voice excitedly slammed his hand on the table, causing the cups and saucers to clatter.

Once the topic was brought up, the surrounding crowd instantly became lively.

A young demon with deer antlers on his head blushed with excitement:

"Finally, the epic battle between these top geniuses is about to begin! These two are the most outstanding young talents of this era; this battle is sure to be absolutely spectacular!"

A dragon prodigy immediately chimed in:

"That's for sure. The entire Ancient Road of All Realms is in an uproar. It's said that all the prominent geniuses and elders from the first fifty levels are rushing to the Emperor's Fall Pass for a crucial showdown between the current generation's young supreme beings!"

An elderly human cultivator stroked his long, snow-white beard, his eyes filled with admiration:

"Little Chaos Chu Changge, as expected of the successor of the Chaos Emperor, is said to have a very fast cultivation speed. He has only been cultivating for a few hundred years, and I heard that he broke through to the Great Sage level some time ago. His cultivation speed is extraordinary. Most importantly, he has forged his own path in the Chaos Scripture, and is not simply imitating the Emperor. His talent and comprehension are truly outstanding."

Upon hearing this, an elderly man at the next table, a Saint-level cultivator from an ancient clan, nodded and then offered his opinion:

"The Little War Emperor is even more terrifying. Don't forget, he comes from the Fighting Saint Ape clan. That clan... has an incredibly powerful bloodline. There are three supreme beings in one family. His father, the War Emperor, was an unparalleled being who almost became a War Immortal at the end of the Primordial Era. His uncle, the Fighting Saint Venerable, was also an unparalleled powerhouse. If it weren't for the Fighting Saint Venerable's bad luck in being born in the same era as the Chaos Emperor..."

He paused, then sighed.

"With the power of the Fighting Saint Venerable, if it weren't for the Chaos Emperor suppressing the world, he would have had a great chance of attaining enlightenment."

These words drew nods of agreement from many.

The glorious achievements of the Fighting Holy Ape clan have long been engraved in ancient history, and no one dares to underestimate them.

In the crowd, a young girl from an ancient tribe cupped her face in her hands upon hearing this, her eyes sparkling:

"The invincible bloodline of the War Emperor, coupled with the Battle Saint Technique personally passed down by the Battle Saint Venerable... and now with the Chaos Great Dao of the Chaos Emperor's successor... just imagining the scene of their collision makes my heart race and I can't breathe!"

Everyone: ...

Is it really necessary to be so extravagant?

The crowd couldn't quite understand the girl's thought process.

"However, now that you mention it, the Chaos Emperor is truly terrifying. He cultivated for five hundred years to attain enlightenment, breaking records directly, and he did so during the arduous era of Dao."

An old sage of the human race suddenly sighed.

These words were met with unanimous agreement. Whether they were dragons, humans, or demons, they all nodded in approval. All the races of the heavens were convinced of the power of the Chaos Emperor.

"Yes, that's too abnormal. Little Chaos, Little War Emperor, are geniuses enough, right? But in this era where the cultivation environment is much better, they are far inferior to the Chaos Emperor back then."

A demon prodigy once robbed a place:

"Indeed, according to my ancestor, when they saw the Chaos Emperor attaining enlightenment, many of them were stunned, because at that time many geniuses had only just broken through to the Saint realm, but the Chaos Emperor had already begun to undergo the tribulation of attaining enlightenment. They were even a little doubtful about the existence of demons at that time."

"Alas, there's nothing we can do. Throughout the ages, there has only ever been one Chaos Emperor."

A prodigy from the Dragon Realm shrugged. His name was Long Aotian, a name personally given to him by his ancestor.

He didn't know why his ancestor gave him this name, but he thought it sounded quite nice.

He felt this deeply because his ancestor often told him stories of the Chaos Emperor easily defeating his contemporaries.

The ancestor also told him that he had performed very well, fought fiercely with the Chaos Emperor, and ultimately lost by a single move.

However, Long Aotian had some doubts that the old ancestor was bragging.

Although their ancestor was very strong, whenever he mentioned the Chaos Emperor, he didn't seem like he had fought a fierce battle with the Chaos Emperor and narrowly lost.

But he didn't dare say anything, afraid of getting beaten up.

When the patriarch gets angry, he really beats you up.

"Speaking of which, if it weren't for the Chaos Emperor sorting out the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth five thousand years ago and breaking the shackles, we would probably still be in an era of hardship, and how could we have such a golden age with abundant spiritual energy and numerous geniuses?"

A middle-aged monk remarked with deep respect.

"Indeed, the Emperor's merits will last for millennia, and his grace will benefit all races!" someone immediately shouted in agreement.

"I've heard that the Great Emperor has been in seclusion since he sorted out the myriad paths of cultivation. I wonder when he will reappear in the world?"

"If I could see the Emperor's true form again and hear the divine pronouncements of the Great Dao, my life would be without regret!"

"With the Emperor's abilities, after five thousand years of seclusion, his cultivation will likely have reached an unbelievable level by the time he emerges, right?"

The teahouse was filled with endless admiration and curiosity for Jiang Hao, the Chaos Emperor.

No one noticed that in an inconspicuous corner by the window on the top floor of the teahouse, sat an old man in a gray robe.

The old man had an extremely ordinary appearance, his face was covered with wrinkles like old tree bark, his eyes were cloudy, and his breath was weak, as if he were about to die.

He looked like an ordinary old cultivator struggling to find opportunities on an ancient path, someone whose lifespan was nearing its end.

He slowly sipped his inferior tea, gazing at the gently flowing Milky Way outside the window, completely out of place with the vibrant atmosphere around him.

However, if a quasi-emperor level or higher expert were to carefully investigate with their divine sense, they would be horrified to discover that the air within a one-meter radius around the old man was exceptionally clean.

The aroma of the tea seemed exceptionally clear and lingering, and even the flow of time seemed slower than in the outside world.

A child, about seven or eight years old, dressed in a gray Taoist novice's uniform, stood quietly behind the old man.

The child's eyes were lowered, seemingly innocent and well-behaved, but when he occasionally looked up at the noisy crowd in the center of the teahouse, a terrifying scene of chaos and creation flashed through his pupils before returning to calm.

The gray-robed old man was none other than Jiang Hao, the Chaos Emperor, who had been in seclusion for over five thousand years and had only recently ventured out.

After five thousand years of seclusion, he happened to hear that many geniuses had emerged in this era, so he came to see the changes in the world and to see what these newly emerged geniuses were like.

"I haven't been out shopping for over seven thousand years... no, I mean, I've been strolling along ancient streets."

They closed themselves off for two thousand years before, and now they're closing themselves off for another five thousand.

Jiang Hao has only cultivated and attained enlightenment for five hundred years, but I didn't expect this seclusion to last so long.

Five thousand years, a very long time, and I must say, it really does give you a different feeling.

Jiang Hao took a sip of tea, his gaze sweeping over the teahouse's ornate decorations.