In the ancient tomb.
Only a dim oil lamp illuminated the space.
The light, reflecting on the lifelike face of the ancient corpse, cast a grim yet slightly mournful picture.
A tear traced a path down the ancient corpse's cheek.
The ancient corpse suddenly closed its eyes, but the tear mark on its face seemed to tell a tale of sorrowful past events.
"Alas~"
A sigh echoed in the vast ancient tomb.
Fu Yunzi was infected by the emotion, and for no reason, a pang of heartache struck him, as if a tide of sadness was surging.
"Fellow Daoist, are you alright?"
Fu Yunzi's concern did not interrupt the ancient corpse's words.
The ancient corpse said, "I am among the first batch of gods. In ancient times, I was the strongest god. Later, after reaching the peak of the Main God realm, my lifespan was about to expire. I searched for Father God. Father God merely pointed to the sky above the tall mountain and disappeared."
"So, I gazed at the heavens atop the mountain for three thousand years."
"Finally, I had an epiphany and broke through to the God King realm."
"My lifespan also multiplied several times, yet I did not achieve eternal life."
"Later, as my lifespan was nearing its end again, I went to find Father God."
"Unintentionally, I overheard Father God's murmurs in his sleep."
"It turns out we are all just pawns in Father God's hands, meant to lure the Black Heaven Realm."
"Later, before my lifespan ran out, I requested the God of Prophecy to use his life's power to foretell future events. I heard correctly; we are indeed all pawns."
"I was heartbroken and dispirited. I made some arrangements, and upon my lifespan's end, I left behind this thought projection and died, my lifespan thus exhausted."
Fu Yunzi also knew some of this information, having learned it from Lin Yu.
However, what Lin Yu had told him was not detailed; he had clearly concealed many specifics.
From this ancient corpse, he learned a more comprehensive truth.
The creation god of this world had created the world and all gods, but his purpose was to play a game, to lure the Black Heaven Realm and capture them all.
The fact was that after a great war, the Divine Realm had been downgraded, and the two mysterious beings had vanished without a trace.
Considering the fact that no Great Luo-level existences had appeared in the myriad realms for millions of years, perhaps they had perished together?
However, the probability of a Great Luo-level existence dying was low. Perhaps they were severely injured and fell into a deep slumber.
This was merely his conjecture.
He did not know, and the ancient corpse before him naturally did not know either.
However, a subsequent statement from the ancient corpse made him perk up.
The ancient corpse raised its arm, and a bronze sword appeared in its palm.
"This is the divine sword that once inscribed the God Slaying Art. The God Slaying Art is insane and excessively wicked; I have destroyed it. However, there is a spatial coordinate within it, but it is sealed, and I cannot open it. You may instruct a powerful being adept in spatial manipulation to activate this sword, and perhaps you can find the Black Heaven Realm."
With that, his arm fell powerlessly.
Clang!
The bronze sword landed in the coffin with a crisp sound.
Fu Yunzi sighed, took the bronze sword, gently placed the ancient corpse back, and sealed the coffin. He then cast several spells and placed several restrictions to protect the tomb.
He then stood before the coffin and said,
"Fellow Daoist's righteousness is admirable! This sword is very important to this humble Taoist. Thank you."
"I have nothing to repay you with, except to guard your ancient tomb and ensure no one disturbs it!"
With that, he bowed and walked out of the tomb.
Before leaving, he cast several more spells, feeling somewhat at ease as he departed.
He had searched almost all the thousands of ancient tombs in this resting place of gods and found no further discoveries. Only then did he leave the Divine Realm.
He first set out to find friends skilled in spatial manipulation across the myriad realms, hoping they could help activate the bronze sword.
But without exception, they all failed.
"Immortal Master Yi Yu, with your spatial attainments, you couldn't activate this sword?"
In a certain immortal realm, Fu Yunzi, looking dejected, said to a middle-aged Taoist with an ethereal demeanor.
"Alas, this humble Taoist has disappointed fellow Daoist."
He prided himself on his profound spatial attainments but was unable to activate the bronze sword, feeling somewhat embarrassed.
However, out of politeness, he made a self-deprecating remark.
Fu Yunzi waved his hand and said, "Fellow Daoist, your words are misplaced. Although you couldn't activate the sword, you had the intention. If there is ever a need in the future, this humble Taoist will assist you to the best of his ability."
Although he did not succeed, he had also incurred an obligation.
For those who cultivated the immortal path, the power of karma was extremely important. Before a breakthrough, the most significant preparatory work was to settle karma.
It was best to repay any outstanding karma to avoid unnecessary tribulations.
"This humble Taoist bids farewell!"
Fu Yunzi departed.
He walked through the void, searching for powerful beings adept in spatial manipulation.
However, in the end, he returned to Blue Star.
"Alas, in all the myriad realms, is there not even a single Space God King?"
Spatial power was mysterious and unpredictable. Many powerful beings possessed some spatial skills, but that did not mean they had profound spatial attainments.
Therefore, finding such existences was much more difficult than he had imagined.
He walked through the wilderness.
Along the way, one powerful being after another streaked across the sky above him.
He felt a bit annoyed, and as he focused his gaze, he was stunned.
"Why do they all have the same face?"
He then expanded his divine sense and discovered that Lin Yu's clones were everywhere on Blue Star.
Countless fierce beasts had fallen at the hands of Lin Yu's clones. For a time, the entire world had become a place where fierce beasts and divine scourges rarely appeared.
Fu Yunzi's mouth parted slightly: "Fellow Daoist Lin's number of clones is too exaggerated!"
"It's been a long time; I should find Fellow Daoist Lin for a cup of tea."
With that, he vanished from his spot and the next moment appeared in Central City.
As soon as he appeared, he was discovered by a clone guarding Central City.
A clone landed beside him and made a welcoming gesture.
"Fellow Daoist, are you here to seek the main body?" the clone asked with a smile.
Fu Yunzi returned the bow and nodded, "Indeed. Please lead the way, esteemed friend."
"I have already informed the main body. Fellow Daoist may proceed directly to the residence," the clone said, opening a path and making a welcoming gesture.
Fu Yunzi nodded, thanked him, and headed towards the Lin residence.
The next moment, across the table where Lin Yu was seated, a figure appeared with a flash of light.
"Fellow Daoist's visit greatly pleases me. This tea is excellent, please!" Lin Yu poured him a cup of tea and said.
The tea leaves he used were not ordinary. They were purchased from a merchant from another realm.
This tea was from a million-year-old tea tree, known for its ability to sharpen the vision and calm the spirit, and increase comprehension.
A mortal who drank a cup could achieve clarity and resolve their life's troubles.
For people like them, this tea also had wondrous effects, temporarily increasing comprehension. Drinking a cup of this tea before cultivating could yield twice the result with half the effort.
Fu Yunzi heard this and looked down.
He recognized the tea and knew its preciousness. Even he was reluctant to drink it, yet Lin Yu was offering it as a guest. What a hospitable person!
He took a sip and immediately felt his comprehension heighten. The troubles that had been lingering in his heart seemed to have found solutions.
However, his realm was too high, and the effect quickly dissipated. He couldn't help but feel a sense of lingering desire.
Soon, he sobered up and felt a sense of melancholy. The path ahead seemed shrouded in fog once more. He sighed, "This tea is good, but it cannot be drunk often, otherwise, life would become devoid of hope."
Lin Yu smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist, you exaggerate. Looking at you, it seems you are troubled. Though our acquaintance is shallow, we feel like old friends upon meeting. You may speak freely."
"Alas, so be it!"
He took out a bronze sword and placed it on the table.
"What is the meaning of this, Fellow Daoist?" Lin Yu asked warily.