The Feng Zun Journey
Meet Dou Nie

The tomb was not very large, and nothing grew there, and the tomb building stood there alone. 

Feng Zun glanced at him for a while before turning his attention to the figure of a corpse sitting in front of the grave.

The corpse wore a Daoist robe with a golden belt, and its facial features were like apes. His life force had been completely dried up, and he was covered in dust. Who knows how much time has passed since his death?

Clangs!

The Blue Thunder Sword suddenly reacted, it wailed in Feng Zun's grip as if sobbing in deep sadness.

Feng Zun's eyes narrowed, and his heart trembled.

There was no doubt that this was the corpse of Mo Tianyuan, the Ruler of the Eternal Lotus Island, and also the founder of the cultivation faction of the Eternal Dragon Palace that was once world famous!

"But why would an existence like her be able to fall in a place like this?"

As Feng Zun examined Mo Tianyuan's corpse, he saw no signs of injuries. So much time had passed since his death that his flesh had long withered, and his corpse became as hard as a chunk of rock.

Swosh ~

That gust of wind swept through the layer of dust on the ground.

"It's.."

Feng Zun suddenly realized something. After his gaze swept over the ground swept by the wind, he saw a line of text written on the ground.

"Great terror lurks deep within the starry sky!"

The text was written in the script of an ancient demon beast, and it was so ugly, it was obvious that he wrote it hastily in the last seconds before his death.

Feng Zun's eyebrows shot up.

This was a genius existence that managed to cultivate and combine Buddhism, Confucianism, and Demonism. 

He was a powerful and influential Immortal God. How great was the danger, thus making him fall into despair? Even he had to leave such desperate words in the last moments of his life?

" 'The great terror lurks deep in the starry sky'? Could it be that Mo Tianyuan's death had something to do with the great terror hidden deep in space? 

Feng Zun was deep in thought.

In the eyes of the peak cultivators of ancient times, the starry void in space was seen as a forbidden territory. Throughout history, those who tried to wander into the starry sky almost never returned alive.

Long Shangdi is a real example that we can see.

Back then, after Long Shangdi had left the Fantian Realm and ventured into space, he had finally suffered a calamity that caused his body to shatter, and now only his soul was left.

Without exception, all the information and legends also mentioned almost the same thing...

The forbidden territory was scattered throughout space. They were believed to only contain the calamity of the Great Dao!

But there are still conflicting reports as to the scale and nature of this disaster, and most are mere conjectures.

Even those at the peak realm of the immortal god realm, no one returned alive. So no one knows the truth for sure, about what kind of danger is hidden there.

Therefore, ordinary cultivators would not dare to fly directly across outer space. Usually they would use a dimensional portal to traverse one world to another, or the other option would be to use an artifact capable of withstanding the turbulence of the storms of space and time.

Merely, Feng Zun would never have expected that the death of Emperor Mo Tianyuan, would have any bearing on the terrifying dangers lurking beyond the stars. 

Feng Zun looked at the tombstone behind the corpse, he finally concluded that Mo Tianyuan had prepared for this.

"Perhaps, before dying, he had guessed that he would most likely die when he faced a terrifying force, which lurked deep within the stars. Was it before he died that he had already made his own grave just in case?"

Feng Zun shook his head and did not think about the matter any further.

He had absolutely no interest in the cause of Emperor Mo Tianyuan dying. 

He had come here first to seek fortune in his cultivation, also looking for clues about the Ancient Guardians Energy, and the third was to search for the Divine Object of the golden blood he had found.

Feng Zun continued on his way.

Along the way, the power of the Ancient Dividing Energy was like mist enveloping the surroundings, like swallowing anything around it.

In this region, there would be no one else who would dare to venture into it, because this place was enveloped in a thick and deadly Ancient Dividing Energy.

However, his strength was by no means a threat to Feng Zun. 

During his journey on the Liangzhu River, he once fought with four ancient taboo existences: Thousand Years Island, God's Burial Mountain, White Bone Pagoda, and God's Prison Ship. 

It was at the moment when he fought and killed three of them, that was when Feng Zun could first sense the existence of the Pan Gu Sword residing in the sea of his consciousness, that was when he was able to sense the existence of the Pan Gu Sword residing in the sea of consciousness, and discovered that the Pan Gu Sword could neutralize the power of the Ancient Guardians Energy.

There was no need for him to take action, all he had to do was to use his divine senses, to stay connected to the presence of the Pan Gu Sword's breath.

Originally that Ancient Dividing Energy had instantly invaded Feng Zun from the moment he first entered, yet the moment the power of the taboo approached him, it instantly perished and spread out!

Less than ten minutes later, Feng Zun suddenly stopped in his tracks.

The path ended here, if he walked any further, then he would enter the boundless dark void in space.

The roots of the huge star-studded tree extended far into space. There is no end in sight.

It seemed that the sealed gate was leading to a land that floated in the void, and was not a real world one Feng Zun finally understood a little. 

This land was surrounded by endless void from all sides.

And the tree shrouded in the corpse of a star is not really a part of this landmass, instead, it is rooted in outer space.

The tree was so big that when he first arrived, he had inadvertently assumed that the tree was rooted in the ground.

“Feng... Fellow Daoist Feng!?” 

Suddenly, a weak voice emanated from far away.

Feng Zun turned his head and saw a figure curled up on a branch of a nearby giant tree.

She was a charming young lady dressed in pale purple. Her skin was as white as snow, and her figure was slender and graceful.

This was none other than a Dou Nie!

However, the young girl's face was pale, she was extremely frightened and curled up like a ball. His face revealed deep unease.

When suddenly his field of vision saw Feng Zun, he was instantly excited, and his watery eyes were filled with excitement, like a woman who had sunk into despair and found a savior.