"Rather than raising an entire sect to immortality, everywhere I stand should be the Immortal Domain!" Ji Hao thought.
"The Three Realms would be a fine choice!" As Ji Hao's cultivation deepened, he too began contemplating his future path.
"My lord, we won't be able to gather all this ancient blood anytime soon. Why don't we visit the Golden Ancient City first?" Dragon Horse sidled over and suggested.
"Either way is fine. I've left this matter to you, anyway." Ji Hao shrugged.
The Seven Golden Cities was an ancient city blazing with dazzling golden light. It truly seemed cast from gold, shining brilliantly amid the stars.
Seen from afar, luminous clouds flowed around it, and essence qi spilled in all directions, filling the entire ancient region with powerful vitality.
Countless rivers of stars flowed beneath it. The whole city seemed built upon a glowing divine waterfall, a great river-magnificent, majestic, and resplendent in myriad ways.
This was one of the few ancient cities on the Golden Ancient Road. Over the long years, this road had fallen into disuse, and its corresponding cities had been destroyed by all manner of powerful beings.
Remarkably, the Seven Golden Cities remained perfectly preserved and even had inhabitants, though only a pitiful few hundred households.
The city's lord was a little old man with white hair and a white beard. That he could establish himself here without being destroyed by the descendants of chaos beings was enough to show how unfathomable he was.
Ji Hao and his companions stayed here for several days and "discussed the Dao" with the lord of the Golden City. With the little old man's eager "help," they soon gathered ten kinds of ancient blood.
Rubbing his bruised eye, the little old man said with a twitch, "How strange. Why are