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

Chapter 629 Quasi-Immortal Emperor, Great Xia, 1 Sword, Endless Life

"This world is truly insane."

Beneath the surface of this world, endless madness surges.

Here, sobriety itself is a luxury. Most people fall into madness the moment they step into that world, and everything they see and perceive will be completely overturned in the next moment.

In this world, reality and illusion intertwine. Beyond the mortal realm lies a mysterious immortal realm. Cultivators who wish to advance must contemplate various bizarre divine images and recite obscure scriptures.

Each practice session produces hallucinations, blurring the lines between reality and illusion. Illusions of indistinguishable truth constantly surface in the mind, causing memories, relatives, friends, and the surrounding world to become erratic. A persistent sense of madness slowly accumulates in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The higher one's cultivation level, the more uncontrollable one's mad thoughts become. The vast majority of cultivators eventually lose their minds and transform into all sorts of fleshy and evil creatures, ultimately becoming nourishment for the strange immortals to draw sustenance from.

For example, according to the memories passed down from Jiang Haochuan.

"Contemplate various bizarre statues: human figures with piled-up tumors, beasts with dislocated facial features, pillars covered with eyeballs, and spheres that are constantly writhing. Each statue carries an indescribable sense of distortion, and just seeing it will make people instinctively feel uncomfortable."

In this world, it is difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood. Relatives, the past, and even heaven and earth may all be illusions. Cultivators resist the erosion of madness while exploring the truth of the world's illusions and the true nature of the Great Dao.

"A pathetic world."

Because Jiang Hao was rumored to be in this world, he also figured out why this world had become like this.

Actually, a long time ago, this world was a normal cultivation world with complete order.

The rules of heaven and earth are perfect and stable, the cultivation system is upright and orthodox, the strong in the world cultivate in accordance with the Way, and all races live in peace and prosperity, the years are peaceful and stable, and it is a scene of normal prosperity.

But one day long ago, a mysterious and powerful figure passed through this void.

In the vast and boundless depths of the chaotic void, an incomparably terrifying supreme being traversed the heavens indifferently, passing by the edge of this weak world.

His body is beyond the measure of ordinary heaven and earth, so enormous that it exceeds the comprehension of all living beings.

All the celestial galaxies and countless star fields are but specks of dust beneath His feet.

This complete world appears insignificant in the face of His vast and boundless true form.

He was enveloped in layers of purple Daoist aura, and an endless, terrifying pressure spontaneously permeated the void. Without any deliberate release, His mere presence caused the surrounding void to collapse layer by layer and the Dao principles to tremble.

He did not stop, nor did he spy, nor did he even care about the existence of this tiny world.

But in that casual passing by, the faint traces of Daoist aura that He inadvertently released were like an endless black curtain pressing down on the sky, instantly enveloping the world.

At that time, the Great Immortal Zuowang, who held the secrets of this world and was the pinnacle of local combat power, accidentally glimpsed the enormous and majestic outline of this figure in the endless dark void.

That was a terrifying form that was completely beyond its comprehension.

It has no form to describe, no aura to fathom.

The Great Immortal of Sitting in Oblivion was born in this world and confined to it, his vision limited to a small corner, and he had never seen such a terrifying existence.

The unknown brings extreme fear. It instantly felt boundless panic and mistakenly believed that this supreme being had come to destroy the world and slaughter all living beings.

Boundless fear completely shattered its Dao heart, and the mighty Daoist Immortal Zuo Wang, the strongest in the region, went completely insane.

In its so-called self-preservation and protection of the world, it recklessly and secretly intervened, frantically disrupting all the fundamental rules of this world.

However, its strength was insufficient to contend with the void, and its attempt to protect itself was merely wishful thinking. Its mad actions were not only useless, but also directly breached the bottom line of the world's origin, causing the foundation of the entire world to collapse and become distorted.

Ultimately, this leads to the forced intertwining and permanent entanglement of two worlds that are projections of each other.

The ancient world of immortal cultivation and the mundane world of modern life are mirror images of each other, reflecting each other, with reality and illusion reversed and truth and falsehood confused.

From then on, all beings born here could no longer distinguish between reality and illusion, and were trapped in the cage of falsehood for life, suffering the torment of madness and cognitive confusion generation after generation, never to be liberated.

Jiang Hao looked at this absurd tragedy that had been brewing for millennia, and his heart was filled with sighs.

"A pitiful world, weakness is the original sin."

He felt genuinely sorry for the millions of people in this land who were born with undeserved calamities, having never done anything wrong, yet were brought to ruin by the ignorance, fear, and momentary madness of a local powerhouse.

Generation after generation, they have been mired in delusion and tormented by madness, spending their lives seeking the Great Way but finding no true path, wasting their lives in vain.

That's also regrettable.

It is lamentable that a complete and peaceful world, which could have existed in peace, reproduced normally, and given rise to a prosperous era, and which should have given birth to countless righteous and powerful figures and continued the cultivation civilization, was ultimately destroyed by a huge misunderstanding and a self-inflicted panic.

The rise and fall of a realm, the fate of all living beings, were all destroyed by the narrow vision and uncontrolled obsession of the strongest beings in the land, absurd and tragic.

"This can be saved."

The distorted power and madmanic Daoist aura of this world pose no threat whatsoever to Jiang Hao in his current state.

"However, this mysterious powerful figure..."

Jiang Hao's experience in this world reminded him of the situation in the Tomb Realm. The two were very similar, both involving the sight of powerful figures passing by, which then drove the world into a frenzy.

When his thoughts returned to that supreme expert who had passed through the void, Jiang Hao's expression suddenly became solemn.

"Very strong, extremely strong."

He carefully deduced the faint Daoist aura left by the other party by relying on the origin of the Dao Fruit, and instantly made a clear judgment in his heart.

The opponent's aura was vast and boundless, and his pressure swept across the void. Naturally, he was no match for that supreme being, the Seven-Colored Red-Haired Ancestor, and the difference was immeasurable.

However, this one is not weak either. This one's level far surpasses that of a Celestial King. He even faintly exudes the supreme foundation and terrifying power of a Celestial Emperor, yet he has not truly stepped into the complete Celestial Emperor realm.

"A Quasi-Immortal Emperor..."

Jiang Hao muttered to himself, his eyes growing increasingly deep. He had surpassed the Immortal King level and possessed a trace of the Emperor's aura; this was the Quasi-Immortal Emperor.

"He's actually a Quasi-Immortal Emperor, and one of the top Quasi-Immortal Emperors at that. No wonder he's so powerful."

Jiang Hao clearly understood the terrifying combat power that a Quasi-Immortal Emperor represented. Immortal Kings were still within the scope of the heavens and were still beings bound by the Great Dao.

The Quasi-Immortal Emperor has already stepped out of the shackles of the heavens and touched the threshold of the ultimate Dao Domain.

With a single thought, he can shatter galaxies; with a wave of his hand, he can overturn countless realms. He can traverse the chaotic void as if walking on flat ground. Ordinary heavens and countless immortal kings are like ants and dust before a quasi-immortal emperor, utterly vulnerable.

A powerhouse of this caliber could overturn an entire world simply by passing by with a wisp of their aura.

Jiang Hao's heart sank slightly.

Such a terrifying quasi-Immortal Emperor level being inexplicably passed through this remote void, and no one knew its origin, its purpose, or its whereabouts.

Most importantly, he had absolutely no way of knowing whether this mysterious quasi-immortal emperor was friend or foe.

"I hope they're not on the enemy's side."

If the other party is an enemy, then it will be a formidable foe. Jiang Hao then continued to look at other worlds.

"The Great Xia Dynasty lies ahead; even the gods forbid its passage!"

"With another sword, I can move mountains, overturn seas, and subdue demons."

"I witnessed an inexhaustible surge of vitality!"