novelapdf Chapter 115 Small Goals, Big Goals
Chapter 115 Small Goals, Big Goals
The moment he completely completed this transformation from chaos to mortal.
hum!
A supreme and grand voice resounded.
The voice was filled with pure joy and elation, as if welcoming the return of a supreme being.
The myriad principles of heaven and earth resonated excitedly, and the origin of the Great Dao rippled slightly, scattering endless auspicious rays of light and petals of Dao principles.
All the dormant supreme beings in the forbidden zones were awakened in horror.
All beings in all realms, no matter where they are, felt something at this moment and unanimously turned their gaze toward the direction of the ancient star Ziwei.
Although they could not see the specific figure, they seemed to see the vague outline of a terrifying and indescribable powerhouse.
Endless celestial light and auspicious colors burst forth, and in the center of that dazzling and intense sea of light, a figure slowly stood up.
He was a young man in his twenties, with long black hair that shimmered like stars and cascaded naturally over his flawless body.
It was enveloped in a hazy, ethereal glow, each ray of light containing a vast essence of life.
He stood atop the heavens, his gaze calm and lowered, yet naturally exuding an aura that transcended all heavens.
The Chaos Emperor successfully broke free from the shackles of the cycle of life and death, stepping into an unprecedented new life and living out his third life.
The Daoist aura emanating from him was so vast that even the natural aura he exuded caused the Great Dao of the Heavens to resonate continuously.
The world was astonished, and all people looked up in awe.
The legend, which was thought to be on the verge of extinction, has returned in such a mind-blowing way.
The current Chaos Emperor is terrifying beyond measure, with boundless energy and blood, like an endless ocean.
His figure stood high in the heavens, looking down upon all the realms.
This shocked the world, and everyone was in an uproar.
"This is... the Chaos Emperor?"
"This feeling... is completely different, it seems even more terrifying. Has he undergone another transformation?"
"Just how far has he progressed?"
"It's been 70,000 years since the Chaos Era began? Is he still moving forward without end?"
Endless shock, awe, and deep doubt resonated in the hearts of all beings.
They didn't understand why the Chaos Emperor could keep getting stronger.
Especially the Supreme Beings of the Forbidden Zones, everyone here is a Dao Prover, so why is Chaos so extraordinary? Doesn't he have any bottlenecks?
Isn't the third life a major hurdle? Why don't I feel it in you?
Everyone here is at the pinnacle of humanity, so why is there such a huge gap?
The Supreme Ruler of the Forbidden Zone was puzzled...
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The so-called Chaos Calendar is a method of recording years that many forces in the myriad realms have spontaneously adopted since the day Chaos Emperor Jiang Hao attained enlightenment.
Jiang Hao's achievements were unprecedented, his strength was unfathomable, and he lived a long life with enormous influence.
Over time, this calendar system, which takes his enlightenment as the starting year, has been widely used in many occasions that record important events and ancient agreements, and has become a recognized time standard in the universe.
The being that caused all this turmoil simply opened its eyes slowly deep within the chaotic cave.
In the third life, he achieved success.
"Returning to simplicity...this is it." Jiang Hao murmured to himself, his voice echoing in the silent cave.
He clenched his fist gently and could feel the boundless divine power within his body.
"The improvement in the third life was indeed tremendous."
He could feel that this improvement was much greater than the last one; it truly felt like a transformation.
Jiang Hao stood up and walked steadily out of the cave, arriving at the familiar courtyard.
The stone table and benches remain, and the ancient tree in the corner of the courtyard is full of vitality.
Hot water is poured into the teapot, the tea leaves unfurl, and a delicate fragrance rises.
Jiang Hao poured himself a cup, took a small sip, and let the faint bitterness and sweet aftertaste melt on his tongue, his thoughts flowing slowly with it.
More than 70,000 years ago.
From an ordinary worker struggling to make a living to the Chaos Emperor who now stands at the pinnacle of the universe and has undergone three transformations.
The road is so vast that even he sometimes feels a bit dazed when he thinks back on it, as if it were all a dream.
He attained the invincible throne of the Great Emperor, subdued the forbidden zones, reorganized the world, and ushered in a golden age. Step by step, he changed this world far too much.
Setting down his teacup, Jiang Hao gazed at the boundless starry sky, his eyes distant yet resolute.
He recalled the last remaining human skin of the Sun Emperor, the lingering regrets of the Moon Emperor before his dissipation, and the final farewells of his old friends, such as the Fighting Saint Venerable and Phoenix Dance, before they sealed themselves away.
I recall Yun Li's resolute figure as she faked her death and transformed, and Lingbao Tianzun's calm remark of "we'll meet again" as he traveled through the starry sky.
On the path to immortality, fewer and fewer companions are available.
But Jiang Hao didn't feel too sad.
At his level, he had long seen through the essence of the passage of time and the changing of people.
Loneliness is inevitable, but it also strengthens one's resolve to follow the Tao.
"My journey is still long," Jiang Hao murmured to himself.
He knew exactly what he was going to do.
My first major goal is to traverse the mortal realm and become a true immortal.
This is not only an increase in strength, but also a complete leap in the level of life.
The success of his third incarnation gave him a clearer understanding of his fourth, fifth, and even final transformation.
This path is difficult, but he is confident.
The second major goal is to find out exactly what happened during the chaotic ancient era.
What kind of enemy did that supreme being who created the entire cultivation system encounter?
Where are those enemies now? And where has that being gone?
Jiang Hao had a gut feeling that such a person shouldn't have fallen so easily.
After all, even many fallen immortals or beings close to immortality can be transformed into elixirs of immortality and remain in the world.
How could that being who pioneered the Secret Realm Technique and whose achievements are unparalleled throughout history possibly disappear so easily?
"He should still be alive." Jiang Hao gazed at the starry sky, his eyes deep, "but his situation... is probably not good."
Otherwise, why would the Chaotic Ancient Heavenly Court have become that dilapidated ruin?
Why did the otherworldly celestial being that Lingbao Tianzun killed back then carry that eerie aura full of corrosiveness and pollution?
As for the smaller goal, it is to integrate this world and enhance the strength of the entire world.
Then go and see other worlds.
But elevating this world cannot be achieved by him alone.
Jiang Hao knew very well that no matter how strong a person was, their energy was limited.
To cope with potential future crises and to explore a wider world, we need a truly powerful and unified force as our backing and platform.
"Heavenly Court..." he uttered softly.
He thought of the Heavenly Court established by the Daoist Master in the mythological era, and the relics of the Heavenly Emperor in the chaotic ancient era.
Different eras, different people, yet they all made similar choices.
This is no coincidence.
The Heavenly Court that Jiang Hao wanted to establish was not a tool for ruling and oppressing.
It should be a center for the transmission of Taoist teachings, a cornerstone for maintaining order, a platform for the convergence of civilizations, and a fortress for jointly resisting external enemies.
"In my name, I establish the Heavenly Court." Jiang Hao stood up, his robes fluttering even without wind.
"Not to rule over all spirits, but to protect the flame of this world, to pave the way for those who come after, and also to... deal with the shadow that may come from beyond the heavens."
This decision was made out of public interest, to consolidate resources, and to address potential external threats in the future.
It was also out of personal motives, to provide a better environment and support for myself to explore higher paths.
Establishing the Heavenly Court is only one step; the more important thing is the plan itself. Unfortunately, the plan is difficult and requires continuous improvement and refinement before it can be realized.
With a thought, Jiang Hao took out three ancient and simple cauldrons.
These are the last three of the Nine Cauldrons—the Nether Cauldron, the Star Cauldron, and the Origin Cauldron.
Over the years, he had already completed the refining process, but had been waiting for the right time and place to place them.
Now, the time has come.
"Go and put the last three cauldrons away first." Jiang Hao took a step forward and disappeared into the courtyard.
The first stop: the void of the cycle of reincarnation.
This is not a specific location, but a conceptual place naturally formed by the laws of the universe.
Of course, there is no place or concept of reincarnation in this world.
This cycle of rebirth is just a concept.
With his transcendent understanding of the origin of heaven and earth from his third life, Jiang Hao captured its traces.
He placed the Nether Cauldron at the core of this void.
The large cauldron slowly sank in.