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

At the same time, Feng Wu and Feng Xi were also illuminated with a dazzling light.

"Hey!"

A seven-colored phoenix phantom appeared behind the two, its wings outstretched, and it cried out to the sky.

And a phantom image also appeared in that fairy egg.

It was also a phoenix phantom.

But the phantom of that phoenix was more ancient and more majestic than those of Feng Wu and Feng Xi.

Its entire body was burning with seven-colored flames, and each feather seemed to carry a small world.

The three phoenix phantoms echoed each other, their light intertwining, turning the entire back garden into a seven-colored kingdom.

Jiang Hao looked at this scene with a look of understanding.

"This can't be...?"

Feng Wu turned to look at Jiang Hao, somewhat surprised and puzzled.

Jiang Hao smiled and nodded: "You're right, this fairy egg is indeed a phoenix egg."

Feng Xi's eyes widened in surprise: "This is a phoenix egg? Is this egg of the same kind as us? No wonder it's so close to me and my aunt."

As Feng Wu looked at the fairy egg and felt the power that resonated with her bloodline, indescribable emotions welled up in her heart.

The resonance was so strong.

It was a call from the depths of her blood, as if the other person was her relative, her long-lost kin.

We share the same bloodline and are equally noble.

The fairy egg floated to Feng Wu's side and gently rubbed against her hand.

Feng Wu raised her hand and gently stroked the fairy egg. The surface of the egg was warm and had a life-like pulse.

"Hello," she greeted it softly.

The fairy egg also glowed and bounced up and down in response to the phoenix dance.

Then it floated over to Feng Xi and nuzzled against her.

Feng Xi blushed with excitement and carefully reached out to touch it.

"It feels so intimate..." she murmured.

The fairy egg circled around the two of them a few times, and the three phoenix phantoms grew brighter and brighter, their light intertwining more and more tightly.

Feng Wu felt her blood boiling.

Things I had never understood before are now gradually becoming clear in my mind.

That is about the deeper inheritance of the Phoenix Clan, about the source of their bloodline, and about the mysteries of a higher realm.

Feng Xi felt the same way.

She closed her eyes, immersing herself in that wondrous state of blood resonance.

Everyone watched this scene in silence, and no one made a sound to disturb it.

Sunlight spilled down, making the fairy pool shimmer.

Three phoenix phantoms hovered in the starry sky, emitting clear and melodious cries.

After a long while, the light gradually faded.

The fairy egg wobbled gently, as if bidding farewell to the two, before slowly sinking back to the bottom of the fairy pool.

Feng Wu and Feng Xi opened their eyes.

Feng Xi was the first to jump up, excitedly waving her arms and legs: "Auntie, Auntie, can you feel it? I feel like I've become stronger, and I've even gained something!"

Feng Wu nodded, a look of surprise and delight in her eyes.

She looked at Jiang Hao and said softly, "This egg's origins are probably quite astonishing!"

She had just faced this fairy egg and felt as if she were facing the source of her bloodline; it was truly astonishing.

Jiang Hao smiled and nodded: "That's right, maybe it was left behind by your Phoenix Clan's ancestor in the Immortal Realm."

Feng Xi's eyes lit up even more: "Does that mean it's my ancestor?"

Jiang Hao: ...

This girl always says such surprising things.

Everyone laughed upon hearing this.

Long Hao joked, "Feng Xi, your ancestor is still an egg. You have to wait for it to hatch before you can recognize him as your relative."

Feng Xi glared at him, but couldn't hide the smile on her face.

She looked at the egg in the fairy pool and said earnestly, "Grand Ancestor Fairy Egg, grow up quickly! When you're born, I'll protect you and be your big sister!"

She paused, then changed her words: "No, you are my ancestor, you protect me, hurry up and be born to pass on the Immortal King's Law to me!"

Everyone laughed.

The Fighting Saint Venerable laughed so hard he slapped his thigh: "Feng Xi, your plan was so well-thought-out, the whole back garden could hear it. You really know how to think big!"

"Hmph, of course!"

Long Hao laughed, "You were just saying you were the boss, and now you're acting like an ancestor. Your seniority has dropped a bit too fast."

Feng Xi blushed, but stubbornly replied, "I'm just showing respect to my elders."

Feng Wu looked at her niece and shook her head helplessly. Then she looked at Jiang Hao and said softly, "This trip has been very fruitful."

Jiang Hao smiled and squeezed her hand.

"The rewards will be even greater in the future."

Everyone's gaze then turned to the few immortal herbs by the pond.

The immortal herbs swayed gently, scattering specks of divine light among the branches and leaves.

Even more astonishingly, they seemed to possess sentience, sensing the gazes of the crowd and subtly shifting their direction, as if sizing them up.

"Are these immortality pills so spiritually potent? Could they be about to take human form?" Feng Xi asked in a low voice, surprised.

Jiang Hao nodded: "Its spirituality is extremely high, and it's already almost indistinguishable from a human. It's not far from taking human form!"

"I speculate that these few immortal herbs were at least at the level of Immortal Kings in life, and only turned into immortal herbs after their fall."

"..."

Everyone was completely stunned.

Another Celestial King? What's going on today? So many Celestial Kings? When did Celestial Kings become so common? In the back garden.

The Fighting Saint scratched his head, his golden hair all ruffled: "Old Jiang, wait a minute, I'm a little confused. Is this Immortal King the one you mentioned above the True Immortal?"

Jiang Hao nodded: "Yes."

Upon hearing this, everyone was completely convinced.

A being far superior to a true immortal, who transformed into an elixir of immortality after death?

How extraordinary must such a powerful person have been while they were alive?

No wonder the elixir of immortality is so mysterious and hard to find; its origins are here.

The Fighting Saint exclaimed, "Old Jiang, your backyard is terrifying! Is it a gathering place for world-shaking divine artifacts? Immortal Kings are everywhere..."

Long Hao murmured, "I feel like I've wasted my whole life."

Feng Wu's eyes were also filled with shock.

But she felt mostly relieved, relieved that Jiang Hao was there, and relieved that these amazing items were in his hands and wouldn't become a disaster.

If the Supreme of the Penalty Area gets it, what will happen?

Jiang Hao looked at Feng Xi and the other two young people and smiled, "How about it? If you were to compete with them from the same year, would you be confident?"

Feng Xi and Little War Emperor exchanged a glance.

Then the two of them shook their heads at the same time.

Feng Xi said with a bitter face, "Great Emperor, we are confident, not arrogant. What kind of beings are these? Reincarnated Immortal Kings, how can we possibly defeat them? The difference in their foundations is too great!"

Little War Emperor sighed, "Exactly, compared to them, we're just ordinary people."

Chu Changge didn't speak, but a hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

Indeed, the gap is too large.

It's not a matter of talent, it's that the starting line was too different.

They're the reincarnation of a Celestial King, with top-tier starting conditions; how can anyone compare?

"But actually, I'm quite looking forward to their emergence and competing with them. Although I might not be able to beat them in the same year, I have to fight even if I can't beat them. That's what cultivation is all about."

The young War Emperor's eyes gleamed with golden light, brimming with fighting spirit.

At this moment, the young War Emperor radiated a dazzling golden light, truly displaying the domineering and unparalleled aura of his father, who looked down upon the world.

The Fighting Saint looked at his nephew and smiled, his eyes filled with relief. For a moment, he almost felt as if his elder brother had returned; they looked so alike.

"Good job, that's courageous, keep it up!" Jiang Hao smiled and patted the little war emperor on the shoulder.

To prove one's faith, one must have this kind of self-confidence: one can lose a battle, but one must not give up.

At this moment, Feng Xi's gaze fell on a piece of divine source next to her.

The divine source was about the height of a person, completely transparent, and a little boy was sleeping inside.