On Big Dipper, a white-haired old man also emerged from Central Province, unknown to anyone.
"Young people certainly have energy. They really know how to stir things up. These old bones of mine ought to get moving too."
Within Earth's Hangu Pass, the Flame Emperor slowly rose. "What reckless behavior. Still, founding the Heavenly Court certainly shows grandeur!"
"The Heavenly Court of antiquity-he means to stand shoulder to shoulder with Emperor Zun!"
"As expected of my grandson. He has a little of my flair!" the Flame Emperor said, laughing with his hands on his hips.
"Let this grandfather of yours be your backing, then! Hahaha!"
He sent out a strand of divine sense. Immediately afterward, space shattered, and the Flame Emperor stepped into it. The void turbulence could not harm him in the slightest.
Only a few days after Ji Hao founded the Heavenly Court, Daoist Qinghuang's divine sense came through the Divine Light Platform, bringing him a piece of news.
"The Saint Spirits have assaulted the pass after all? I thought I'd already scared them out of their wits!" Ji Hao said after a moment's thought.
"But attacking the pass at a time like this... they probably haven't come with good intentions!"
Ji Hao murmured softly. The river of time flowed through his eyes, hazy and indistinct, as though the heavens themselves were revolving within them.
He naturally knew the consequences of founding the Heavenly Court. Previously, Ji Hao had been difficult to kill because he had no fixed abode and carried precious treasures that prevented even Quasi-Emperors and Supreme Beings from divining his whereabouts. But things were different now. Having founded the Heavenly Court, he had settled within a faction, and the most troublesome matter-his location-had already been pinned down.
Among the races throughout the heavens, ninety-nine percent