Wang Hao has been at the Quasi-Immortal Emperor level for many years, but he has not yet merged the two Dao Fruits because the time is not yet ripe.

He stared into the darkness ahead, utterly calm. Most others would have already given in, after all, such a tremendous opportunity was right before his eyes, and if he missed it, he might never have another chance.

Much later, he cautiously observed and pondered the runes.

"Hmm?" Wang Hao's expression changed. All the scriptures were imprinted in the dark origin!

During this process, as he captures the runes of the Great Dao, the dark origin is also refined and integrated into his body.

No wonder

Wang Hao was horrified. He finally understood why the World-Destroying Elder, the Feather Emperor, the Azure Emperor, and the Hong Emperor had dark matter in their bodies. How could they not be corrupted by darkness over time?

It should be understood that the source of darkness in this place involves the true level of the Emperor's Way!

Thinking about this, Wang Hao had a conjecture: perhaps darkness itself was the source of everything. The nine Immortal Venerables found the secret to becoming Immortal Emperors, but at the same time, they also gave birth to the source of darkness.

Beings like the Annihilation Elder and the Feather Emperor seek nothing more than the position of Immortal Emperor in their entire lives. They are ruthless and heartless, firmly believing that the Great Dao is merciless and regarding all things as mere straw dogs.

At their level, as long as they can achieve the position of Immortal Emperor, they will stop at nothing.

What does it matter if we draw upon the source of darkness!

"Stop, turn back, or you will be corrupted by him!" The voice came from behind the rotten wooden box again.

Because the beam that was suppressing it had diminished considerably.

"Who exactly are you?" Wang Hao asked.

“I am a lost soul, suddenly revived here.” The rotten wooden box shook.

boom!

The next moment, boundless light erupted once again from the depths of the dark void, all of it dark light, crashing towards the rotten wooden box.

That power was terrifying, even moving Wang Hao. It contained wisps of the aura of an Immortal Emperor, its divine might overwhelming—it was a vast and boundless power.

The rotten wooden box is cracked!

boom!

The rotten wooden box suddenly burst open, showering the area with dazzling light, as if the most sacred object had been born.

When everything calmed down, a temple appeared, ancient and mysterious, with a sense of historical vicissitude. It was made of wood, and its antiquity revealed its extraordinary nature.

"A rotten wooden box?!"

Wang Hao was taken aback; this ancient temple was transformed from a rotten wooden box.

It possesses immeasurable power, containing the aura of creation, as if it were a product of that era, now gushing chaos from within.

At the same time, Wang Hao was also startled. He saw a living being sitting cross-legged in this most ancient temple.

It was a ball of light, enveloping a creature, shrouded in a mist of light. It sat there cross-legged, then suddenly opened its eyes, giving off an incredibly mysterious feeling.

You can't feel its immense power, but it is absolutely extraordinary!

"Please tell me what you want to tell me," Wang Hao said.

"I can't remember anymore. The years have passed too long. I am just a remnant soul, a wisp of primordial spirit imprint," it said wistfully, with some distress and endless regret.

Wang Hao examined it closely and found that the wooden temple resembled the Ancient Temple of Reception.

"The so-called Ancient Hall of Guidance is to guide you back?" Wang Hao looked surprised, this sudden thought popping into his head.

"I don't know. I only know that it's very dangerous ahead. You need to look carefully to see what's ahead!" the creature warned.

The rotten wooden box contained a trace of primordial spirit, which only awakened today, leaving Wang Hao deeply astonished.

He was fearless. Unless a true Immortal Emperor appeared, no one in this world could kill him!

The dark matter surged, and Wang Hao silently observed and continued to refine it. With each portion of the dark matter he refined, he obtained a few runes, making a significant contribution.

boom!

Months later, Wang Hao suddenly jolted, and thick black smoke billowed from his body. It was the terrifying substance that had seeped in, which he had forcibly forced out.

Through months of observation, he discovered that a significant portion of his own essence, energy, and spirit had been absorbed by the dark void, which was tantamount to an exchange.

He gave his life force and spirit to obtain the scriptures, and was corrupted by darkness.

He showed a strange expression, then retreated and rested for more than a year before suddenly stepping into the depths of the dark void, wanting to see clearly.

As expected, the closer you are, the clearer you can see, and the more Immortal Emperor scriptures you can obtain.

Later, he stopped and saw a layer of dark light covering a vast territory in front of him.

In that hazy, indistinct scene, one could vaguely make out the general outline.

"There is a living being!"

Wang Hao was shocked. It was a huge humanoid creature, more magnificent than a mountain. It was sitting on a stone chair, lying on its back, its body mutilated.

boom!

Wang Hao emitted boundless light, elevating his cultivation to its peak, and gazed intently and observed carefully.

Finally, he saw it clearly: in the blood-red twilight, on a desolate, rocky mountain, amidst swirling black mist, a giant lay supine on an imperial throne carved from the rock.

His entire body was pitch black, and his physique seemed to be rotting, emanating a thick black mist, which was the true origin of dark matter!

All darkness comes from a corpse!

He was badly mutilated, as if he had been torn apart, starting from his skull and spreading down to his abdomen.

His upper body was missing half, such as half a head and his left arm, but his lower body was intact. He was lying on his back on the stone chair!

"this"

Even Wang Hao, who had cultivated to this level, was shocked.

Is this the greatest secret of the Dark Void?

Deep within this place lies a colossal corpse. If it were to stand upright, it would be towering and imposing, exuding the aura and power of a Celestial Emperor.

Even in death, this is how terrifying it was!

The dark matter emanated from rotting bodies, corroding this ancient and boundless land.

Upon closer inspection, one could see that he was bound by chains of divine order, which bound him to the stone chair. At the same time, the light barrier, which should have been sacred and was suppressing this place, had been corrupted by dark matter and turned black.

He appears to be no different from humans, except that he is infinitely larger.

"Stay away from him, it's dangerous here!" said the primordial spirit mark in the temple from behind.

Wang Hao did not leave, but instead circled the place, observing carefully. Even he found it hard to bear being so close.

Because the dark matter was so concentrated, it was almost assimilating him.

One can imagine why the Old Man of Annihilation and the Feather Emperor possessed massive amounts of dark power within their bodies.

In the past, they lingered here for a long time in order to become Immortal Emperors, constantly refining the dark origin in order to obtain the Immortal Emperor Scripture.

"Tracing back to the source, the old scenes of the past reappear!"

Wang Hao let out a loud shout, urging his supreme magical power and using all his cultivation to begin the evolution here, as he wanted to see some things that had happened in the past.