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

In the depths of nothingness, countless dazzling Dao runes surged forth from the chaotic void, intertwining and scattering in various colors such as gold, purple, cyan, and red.

Each one carries the original and profound meaning of the laws of the heavens, flowing with the eternal Daoist charm.

These runes follow a supreme order, layering and intertwining in an orderly fashion, ultimately condensing into a majestic and sacred figure.

The moment this figure solidified, all the myriad laws of heaven and earth bowed down, and all the laws of the heavens returned to their places. That body, forged from the original runes of the Great Dao, seemed to be the embodiment of the Great Dao itself.

A sacred aura pervaded the boundless expanse, and supreme majesty enveloped all directions.

This figure showed no joy or sorrow, no anger or resentment, yet possessed an aura of transcendence and nobility that surpassed all existence.

He seems to have existed since the beginning of time, and also seems to be the ultimate destination of all paths.

He was surrounded by boundless celestial light, each ray of which originated from the origin of the Great Dao and possessed the immense power to create the world.

The crimson celestial light blazed fiercely, carrying the primordial vitality of all living beings at their inception, and within its vast expanse, it nurtured the boundless Daoist essence of all life.

The azure light was as clear as the sky, condensing the primordial energy from the beginning of the heavens, and spreading out to support the order of the universe.

The purple celestial light was sharp as lightning, containing the primordial thunder that cleaved through chaos at the beginning of creation, shattering all illusions and obstacles in its crisscrossing motion.

Various colors of celestial light intertwined and entwined, transforming into intricate and unpredictable Dao patterns, spreading and unfolding along this body, and spreading out into an endless scroll of laws behind it.

The operating rules of the universe and the mysteries of birth and death are all embodied in him and imprinted on his soul.

He stood silently in the chaotic void, yet his form was not confined to this one world.

The projections of countless paths, all originating from the original body, broke through the spatial barriers, illuminating every corner of the myriad realms.

Throughout the long river of time, He exists simultaneously in the past, present, and future, as if time itself has lost its meaning for Him.

Rising from the highest heavens, yet hidden among all living beings.

It is everywhere, it exists everywhere.

He was surrounded by countless Daoist principles, and as those principles flowed, all things in heaven and earth, mountains and rivers, the sun, moon and stars, and the rules of the Great Dao reflected his image.

It was as if this figure was not a single person, but rather a condensation of countless others throughout the myriad realms.

It is the worship of all paths to Him, the submission of all laws to Him.

When people see it, they do not see any earth-shattering divine power or any destructive killing intent, but they feel a profound sense of awe.

This is the sense of insignificance that only ants feel when gazing at the sky, and the silent awe that only mortals feel when facing the endless sea of ​​stars.

But what is most striking is His eyes.

Those were pure silver-white eyes, devoid of any worldly emotions.

It is devoid of any trace of human warmth, like an eye formed from the essence of the Great Dao, high above, overlooking all living beings.

Every glance he gave carried a direct gaze that seemed to originate from the very source of the universe, causing the person looking directly at him to tremble violently, unable to help but shiver, and even making them cautious in their breathing.

At this moment, all beings in the Three Realms had the same thought in their hearts: He transcends all heavens and surpasses all ages; He is the only true self, the Dao Venerable.

In the Heavenly Court, Emperor Chen and the others stood above the sea of ​​clouds, looking at the supreme figure in the void, exchanging bewildered glances.

Although they had long been mentally prepared, knowing that their master's enlightenment and creation of the supreme Dharma would inevitably bring about earth-shattering phenomena, they never expected it to be this shocking.

Jiang Hao's current state has long transcended the realm of humans or immortals. His aura of the Great Dao is pure and integrated with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, as if he himself is the Great Dao.

"..."

The group of people's Adam's apples bobbed, and they were speechless for a moment. They felt that their knowledge and understanding accumulated over many years of cultivation were nothing in front of this figure.

Qin Ming swallowed hard, his voice a little dry: "This is the Heavenly Emperor, Grandpa...?"

The figure before me looks just like my grandfather, the Heavenly Emperor, but that's about it; everything else is completely different.

It's as if he's become a completely different person.

Is this indifferent and heartless figure really still the Heavenly Emperor?

Di Chen frowned and remained silent.

Wan Qing's gaze fell on those silvery-white eyes, and her fingers tightened slightly.

At this moment, the Heavenly Horse Saint Emperor frowned and broke the silence, his tone tinged with uncertainty:

"Don't you guys feel that the Heavenly Emperor's current state is a bit off? Something seems wrong."

Everyone turned to look at him at the sound. Black Emperor stepped forward, his big, round eyes wide open, and hurriedly asked...

"What's the problem?"

The Heavenly Horse Saint Emperor pointed to those silver-white eyes: "The current Heavenly Emperor is completely devoid of humanity, aloof and superior, like the embodiment of the Great Dao, or rather, the current Heavenly Emperor is just like the Great Dao itself, devoid of emotions."

Everyone was taken aback, then followed his gaze to Jiang Hao, and when they met those emotionless silver eyes, their hearts trembled inexplicably.

Indeed, at this moment, Jiang Hao was devoid of his usual gentleness and composure, devoid of joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness, devoid of the seven emotions and six desires. He was like a lifeless embodiment of the Heavenly Dao, high above all others.

That unfamiliar, inhuman feeling made those who were familiar with and close to Jiang Hao feel a chill run down their spines and a sense of indescribable fear.

Black King's tail drooped instantly, the relaxation on its face vanished, replaced by deep worry. It clung to Qin Ming's sleeve, its voice lowered and trembling slightly:

"Won't something happen to the Heavenly Emperor...? Could it be that he created a law, was assimilated by the Great Dao, and completely became the Great Dao itself, never to return?"

Upon hearing this, Di Chen and the other two frowned deeply, and obvious worry appeared on their faces.

Although they were unclear about the specific dangers involved in creating the supreme Dharma, judging from the strange phenomena before them, it was definitely not an easy or simple matter.

The Heavenly Emperor's current state does indeed resemble that of someone assimilated by the Great Dao.

Just as everyone was filled with anxiety, Di Chen took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the unease in his heart, and said in a deep voice:

"Don't panic, everyone. This should just be a special form of the creation technique. Master is such a person, how could he possibly fail in such a place? He must be absolutely confident and have already made contingency plans. There won't be any problems!"

These words acted as a reassurance, calming everyone down somewhat.

Wan Qing nodded and said in a deep voice, "Di Chen is right. Master never does anything without being sure of success. We just need to observe the situation and trust Master."

Qin Ming nodded in agreement, his gaze fixed firmly on the void: "Yes, with the Heavenly Emperor's resources, we will surely weather these storms."

They were right; Jiang Hao was indeed indistinguishable from the embodiment of the Great Dao at this moment.

At this moment, Jiang Hao was indeed close to the state of Dao transformation.

However, Jiang Hao was not assimilated; rather, it was a state he actively chose.

Only by completely stripping away one's own emotions and resonating with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth with a pure Dao body can one truly understand the essence of all Daos.

Only then can one perfectly create one's own supreme Dharma.

This is the necessary path to creating laws.

Therefore, Jiang Hao's current state is very special; he is in a state of oneness with all the Dao.

The moment Jiang Hao's consciousness completely merged with the Great Dao, the laws of the heavens trembled violently.

"Boom!"

From the depths of the void, a deafening roar echoed through the ages.

Then, an unimaginably enormous portal slowly emerged and rose from nothingness!