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

The fiftieth level, the Emperor's Fall.

This place doesn't resemble an ancient pass; it's more like an ancient battlefield.

Broken stars and the remains of massive, broken weapons floated in the void.

There are also some ancient, enormous skeletons that have long been petrified, silently floating in the starry sky, telling the story of the bloody battles of that distant era.

Legend has it that a celestial being once perished here during the mythological era, shattering countless star fields.

From then on, this place was called the Pass of the Fallen Emperor.

In the center of the city, nine dead stars were forged into a base by great magical power.

An ancient formation capable of withstanding the impact of a quasi-emperor level was set up.

The array's light flowed, enveloping the core of the entire battlefield.

Now, the starry sky is filled with human figures, cultivators of various races are densely packed, like migrating ants.

At a glance, there were dozens of Great Saints whose auras were clearly visible, and several other hidden and profound divine thoughts were intertwined in the void.

That was a quasi-emperor level being, who was also secretly watching this battle.

The epic battle between the two ancient overlords, Little War Emperor and Little Chaos, attracted countless people, and the spectator seats were naturally divided into several areas.

The East is the area where human forces are concentrated.

The banners of the Daoist Sect fluttered, the moon flags of the Taiyin Divine Sect waved, and the banners of other major human forces were displayed.

The West is the region of ancient races.

The golden-robed cultivators of the Golden Divine Bull Clan stood discreetly in a corner. Representatives from ancient royal clans such as the Blood Phoenix Clan and the Qilin Cave also arrived, maintaining a distance from each other with calm expressions.

The south is a mixed area of ​​demons and some ancient races, so the atmosphere is relatively relaxed. Cultivators from various races whisper among themselves and discuss among themselves.

The North is home to forces from all realms and is also very lively.

The place was bustling with noise, as lively as a market.

Some people even set up temporary stalls to sell spirit fruits and immortal wine, and others opened gambling dens.

Three veteran Great Sages of the Ninth Heaven sat on the central platform, their hair and beards all white, their auras profound.

They are the referees in this contest, and also the ones maintaining order.

Jiang Hao and Feng Xi landed at the edge of the loose cultivator area.

"Wow, so many people! This is even more lively than our Phoenix Realm's Centennial Festival!"

Feng Xi stood on tiptoe, peering excitedly with shining eyes, clearly a gossip-loving bystander.

Her red dress stood out vividly against the gray battlefield backdrop.

"The fiftieth level is truly magnificent! I've heard many legendary battles took place here!" Feng Xi exclaimed with great interest, recounting the stories as if they were precious treasures.

"The most famous battle was the war between the Celestial Venerables in the mythical era, which shattered countless star rivers. Countless battles between ancient geniuses have also taken place here since then..."

As she spoke, she suddenly remembered something, her eyes brightened, and she said to Jiang Hao in a tone as if sharing a secret:

"Of course, there's also a widely circulated legend on the ancient road. It's said that more than seven thousand years ago, before the Great Emperor attained enlightenment, a sensational duel took place here. Senior, have you heard of the Seven Sons of Heavenly Wolf?"

Jiang Hao glanced at Feng Xi and smiled:

"The Seven Sons of Sirius? I've heard of them."

The Seven Sons of Sirius, whom he had defeated, were naturally familiar with.

"Right, right!" Feng Xi seemed to have found a kindred spirit, and her speech quickened.

"I heard that the Wolf Clan was at the height of its fortune at that time. Seven brothers with bloodline reversion to their ancestral form emerged in one generation. Each of them was a top genius. They called themselves the Seven Sons of the Heavenly Wolf and cultivated a combined attack formation. They were of one mind and always attacked the enemy together. They roamed the ancient road for a long time."

She frowned slightly, trying hard to recall the details she had heard:

"My aunt encountered them when she traveled along the ancient road. She mentioned it once, saying that she wasn't afraid of any of the seven of them individually, as they were no match for her. However, once they formed the Seven Star Moon Devouring Battle Formation, their power increased dramatically, combining offense and defense. Even she found it troublesome. Back then, many famous geniuses were suppressed by them, and some were even seriously injured and forced to flee."

As Feng Xi spoke, a hint of sympathy for those past prodigies appeared on her face, which quickly turned into longing for their legendary tales:

"However, their arrogance didn't last long. Later, they provoked the Great Emperor, who was still rising in power at the time. The two sides challenged each other to a duel at Emperor's Fall Pass. At that time, the Great Emperor was only at the sixth level of Saint King, while three of the Seven Sons of Heavenly Wolf were already at the ninth level of Saint King. But the Great Emperor was not afraid. Everyone thought the Great Emperor was crazy. One against seven, and even a battle beyond his level. How could he possibly win?"

She paused, her eyes shining, as if she had witnessed the legendary battle firsthand:

"And the result? That battle was fierce and earth-shattering. The Emperor's strength exceeded everyone's expectations; he was ridiculously ruthless. He didn't care about battle formations at all; he just grabbed one person and beat them to death, trading injury for life. He forcefully tore a hole in that supposedly perfect battle formation. In the end, all seven sons of the Heavenly Wolf were killed here; not one of them escaped!"

After Feng Xi finished speaking, she let out a long sigh of relief, her face a mixture of shock and admiration:

"Since then, the ancient road has been peaceful for many years. That battle became the landmark battle that truly made the Great Emperor famous throughout the ancient road and opened the path to invincibility. Many elders say that that battle eliminated the biggest evil trend on the ancient road!"

She looked at Jiang Hao with curiosity and admiration: "Senior, how strong must the Great Emperor have been back then? How bold must he have been to dare to take on all seven of them by himself? My aunt later mentioned that it was one of the few battles on the ancient road that she found truly spectacular."

Jiang Hao listened quietly, the wrinkles on his face appearing even deeper under the starlight.

That battle was indeed the one in which he became famous throughout the ancient road.

The Seven Sons of Sirius...

Howling Moon, Greedy Wolf, Broken Army... Shadow Fang.

Those seven arrogant and domineering wolf cubs left a deep impression on him.

The combined attack of the seven was indeed interesting. Their blood and qi were connected, and their offense and defense were seamlessly switched. They fought like a rolling block of meat, which was very powerful.

They were just unlucky to run into Jiang Hao; anyone else really wouldn't have been able to do anything to them.

Even the ancient overlords like the Fighting Saint Venerable and the Ancient God Child couldn't defeat them alone.

To get someone of the Battle Saint Venerable's level to join forces against an enemy? That's impossible; they're too proud.

So the Seven Sons of the Sky Wolf caused chaos on the ancient road until Jiang Hao arrived.

Unsurprisingly, they also offended Jiang Hao.

So Jiang Hao challenged the Seven Sons of the Heavenly Wolf to a duel at level 50. It was quite a spectacle back then, no less exciting than it is now.

He took on seven opponents single-handedly.

They killed all seven of them.

The ancient road became much quieter after that.

"Senior, what are you thinking about?"

Feng Xi's voice pulled Jiang Hao back from his memories.

"It's nothing," Jiang Hao shook his head. "It just reminded me of some old times."

The atmosphere before the war was growing increasingly heated.

A fat monk shouted at the top of his lungs:

"The betting is open! Little War Emperor wins, odds 1.5; Little Chaos wins, odds 2; tie, odds 5!"

A group of people immediately surrounded them.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Hao clicked his tongue inwardly; a classic pre-battle opening.

A tie only pays out to 5? Who do you think you are?

He telepathically told the gray-robed Taoist boy, "Little Gray, go and bet 10,000 catties of Yuan, bet on a tie."

The gray-robed Daoist boy responded with his divine sense: "Great Emperor, are you still placing bets? You don't lack source stones."

Jiang Hao thought to himself, "Download it for fun, hurry up."

The young Taoist responded and disappeared silently into the crowd.

Just as the crowd was buzzing with excitement, a golden divine rainbow suddenly tore through the eastern sky!

Wherever the divine rainbow passed, the void itself retreated.

A terrifying, domineering battle intent that looked down upon the entire world swept across the entire Emperor's Fall Pass with a divine rainbow!

"Buzz!"

The divine rainbow faded, and a figure stepped out of the air, landing on the eastern side of the Nine Star Arena.