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

No wonder there are still people in this era who dare to say that the Chaos Emperor is weak. They were initially curious: who is so brave?

Turns out he's just a country bumpkin idiot who just came out of Taikoo.

That makes sense; these ancient races were the most arrogant and conceited.

Jiang Hao, still leisurely sipping his adulterated Enlightenment Tea in the corner, didn't even lift his eyelids.

He had seen plenty of these petty scoundrels. When he was young, he was highly talented and cultivated quickly, but his background was weak, so he attracted jealousy and these kinds of fools often came to provoke him.

He suppressed them all and forced them into the latrine.

So he's used to this kind of situation.

What he was thinking right now was: "The Mighty Bull Demon Clan? Hmm... the meat must be firm and chewy. If it's to be roasted, the shank is the best choice. Sprinkle some Nine-Flavor Divine Flame Pepper Powder that I smuggled from the Heavenly Realm, and it'll be crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. Stewing it would be good too. The brisket is a good mix of fat and lean meat. Add a few thousand-year-old blood ginseng and lingzhi mushrooms, and simmer it over a low flame for three days and three nights. It will melt in your mouth and greatly replenish your qi and blood..."

Before attaining enlightenment, Jiang Hao fought countless battles and killed many enemies. He never felt guilty about dealing with those races that actively provoked him and fed on humans. He would kill if they wanted to, and eat if they wanted to... well, as long as they weren't human.

He has eaten more than one species of cattle and is very experienced.

Therefore, in addition to the title of "Sage King of All Laws," he also has the title of "Great Demon King of Gourmet Food."

"But then again," Jiang Hao said, his divine sense sweeping over Niu Poshan's muscular physique.

"This bull demon brat certainly has some nerve, daring to spout nonsense without even investigating the historical context..."

"According to the normal plot development, I should reveal a little bit of my imperial aura at this time, so that he will kneel down and vomit blood on the spot, his soul trembling, thus completing a low-key display of power."

"But... that's too cliché. I'm just a bystander watching the show now. It would be beneath me to personally step in and slap such a minor character in the face."

The gray-robed Taoist boy, his voice dripping with murderous intent, declared: "Great Emperor! This vile has insulted you and deserves to die! Let me kill him!"

Jiang Hao could tolerate it, but he couldn't. He wouldn't allow anyone to insult Jiang Hao.

Jiang Hao: "No rush, someone will take care of this small fry."

The human race of today is no longer the group that was bullied and oppressed in ancient times.

Top talents emerge in great numbers, and young geniuses abound; they must defend their dignity and pride themselves.

Jiang Hao was happy to see how the younger generation of humans in the new era would deal with this provocation from the ancient times.

If Jiang Hao has to take action against even such minor characters, that would be outrageous.

Just as the atmosphere in the teahouse became awkward and Niu Poshan was finding himself in an embarrassing situation, a cold voice came from the teahouse entrance:

"It's not a matter of whether you're right or wrong."

The voice wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly and powerfully.

"You're asking a stupid question."

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure entered the teahouse.

The newcomer was a young man dressed in black. He looked to be only in his early twenties, with a pale complexion as if he had never seen the sun. His features were sharp and angular, as if carved by a knife.

What's most striking are his eyes, dark and deep, devoid of any emotional fluctuation.

He carried a long, jet-black spear on his back, with dark red blood patterns swirling around its shaft. These patterns were formed from the killing intent and resentment of countless powerful enemies he had slain, and they emanated a chilling aura.

He walked slowly, but each step landed precisely on the most stable point of the spatial node, his figure slightly blurred, as if he could merge into the shadows of the void at any moment.

His aura was clearly at the peak of the ninth level of the Saint King Realm, but the killing intent around him was extremely refined.

These murderous intents did not leak outwards; instead, they created a restrained sense of silence, like the extreme silence before a storm.

As he entered, the temperature inside the teahouse seemed to drop several degrees, and many cultivators with lower cultivation levels couldn't help but shiver.

After a brief silence, the crowd erupted in cheers, revealing the identity of the person who had spoken.

"Little Heavenly Killing Star is the successor of the Killing Dao from the ancient clan of the Starfall Ancient Star!"

"Oh my god, he's on level 30? Wasn't he supposed to be on a later level?"

"This is truly a prodigy! His record on the Ancient Road is outstanding: ninety-seven battles, ninety-six wins and only one loss. His sole defeat was against Little Chaos Chu Changge!"

"I heard that after his defeat, he went into seclusion for decades. When he emerged, he was even more terrifying, having slain twelve Saint Kings of the same rank. His killing intent was so condensed it was almost tangible!"

Jiang Hao then raised his eyes, his gaze falling on the boy in black, and nodded almost imperceptibly.

"His killing intent is concentrated and does not dissipate, his foundation in the Dao is solid. After being defeated by Xiao Changge, he did not become discouraged. Instead, he turned the defeat into a whetstone, making his killing intent even purer and his Dao heart even more stable... This kid is not bad, but it is a pity that his Dao has gone astray."

"But it's not a big problem. We'll give this little guy a chance when the time comes."

Starfall Ancient Star is a place where one proves one's path through killing and where ancient traditions are passed down.

Jiang Hao naturally knew that there was a guy named Tian Sha Zi from the same generation who had challenged him.

Unfortunately, he was knocked away by Jiang Hao in one move, and his Dao heart almost collapsed. I wonder how he is now, and whether he has been able to stand up again...

Niu Poshan was already furious when a seemingly frail young man publicly called him stupid. He immediately flew into a rage, his bull-like eyes widening in anger:

"So you're that ancient traitor who was defeated by human trash?"

He sized up the black-clad youth, sensing the other's aura as a fellow Saint King at the ninth level, and sneered, his sense of superiority surging once more:

"An ancient race, instead of seeking to reclaim the glory of its ancestors, licks the boots of the human race, utterly disgracing all the ancient races!"

He clenched his enormous fist, his knuckles cracking like popping beans, and grinned maliciously:

"Today, I, this prodigy, will show you, you ungrateful wretch, what a true prodigy of an ancient clan is, and what the difference in bloodline really means!"

Little Heavenly Killer Star—Starfall, faced with Niu Poshan's insults and provocations, didn't even blink. He merely glanced at him with his icy eyes and uttered five words:

"Useless and full of nonsense."

"Roar!" Upon hearing this, Niu Poshan was completely enraged, and two streams of hot white vapor spewed from his nostrils.

"You're courting death! Starry Sky Arena, do you dare to fight?"

Xingyun didn't speak, but turned around and walked straight to the Starry Sky Arena outside the teahouse, which was set up specifically for cultivators to resolve disputes.

The movements were swift and decisive, demonstrating everything through actions.

"They're fighting! They're fighting!"

"Go quickly and see, Little Heavenly Killer Star is facing off against the Primordial Bull Demon Prodigy."

More than 90% of the people in the teahouse rushed out instantly, afraid of missing this good show.

Jiang Hao also slowly stood up and dusted off non-existent dust from his gray robe:

"Little Grey, let's go take a look."

The gray-robed Taoist boy's lips twitched slightly as he transmitted his voice: "Great Emperor, do you still enjoy watching children fight?"

Jiang Hao replied in a very serious tone:

"This isn't called watching a fight; it's called... going deep into the grassroots to examine the combat strength and development potential of the new generation of cultivators, and assessing the actual effectiveness of my sorting out of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth."

What I was really thinking was: I haven't been involved in any excitement for over 7,000 years, and I'm itching to see it.

The Starry Sky Arena, located on the edge of Starry Sky Pass, is an independent space extended and solidified by the ancient city's formation.

Within a radius of a hundred miles, the ground was engraved with reinforcement and protective runes, and a light barrier surrounded the area, enough to withstand the aftershocks of a battle at the Great Sage level.

Niu Poshan and Xingyun stand a hundred feet apart.