Most of what remained had been left behind in the Desolate Ancient Era. Not just anyone could study them, however. One had to earn military merits, or have an elder spend theirs to let a younger descendant study them.
As a direct heir of the Yanhuang lineage, he belonged to the very highest echelon of the younger generation at Hangu Pass.
This was Hangu Pass's most vital repository of legacies, guarded by an aged Great Saint.
"There are three doors here. Two of them can be opened for you!" the old Great Saint said.
"Senior, what would you recommend?"
"First enter the Hall of Sages and contemplate the wisdom of your predecessors, then enter the Dao Comprehension Hall to ponder the principles of the Dao!" With that, the old Great Saint closed his eyes to rest, resuming his spiritual wanderings through the Heavenly Dao.
Following the old Great Saint's advice, Ji Hao pushed open the central door and entered.
"Hangu Pass truly deserves its reputation as a legacy passed down from the age of mythology. Its accumulated wealth is astonishing!"
Ji Hao sighed softly. Radiant colors flowed through the Ancient Hall, divine light soared into the sky, and the fragrance of ink filled the air. An entire Small World was filled with Daoist scriptures and tomes.
Starting from the beginning, he split his divine soul into myriad manifestations to study the various texts.
Ji Hao's figures filled the entire world. As he studied the scriptures, the formation composed of the Three Great Divine Trees supplied him with flashes of wisdom without pause. He lingered for more than half a year, glimpsing the wisdom of the sages and discussing the Dao with them across the ages.
His presence grew ever more detached and ethereal, like an Exiled Immortal descended into the