Chapter 129: Traces Left by the Sage?

There was an overwhelming terror here!

Without any hesitation, Lu Chen immediately turned around and sprinted backward.

After retreating more than two miles, his body once again concealed within the mist, he finally felt that ominous aura gradually dissipate.

What on earth was that...?

Once his emotions settled, Lu Chen’s curiosity surged anew.

He knew well that curiosity killed the cat, yet he couldn’t help but want to know.

That massive presence just now didn’t seem intent on hunting him down; otherwise, escape wouldn’t have been possible.

Instead of fleeing further, Lu Chen chose to remain hidden within the mist, observing carefully.

Soon enough, he noticed something unusual.

Whether it was birds in the sky or beasts on the ground, whenever they appeared nearby, they instinctively avoided the area around the two mountains ahead.

It seemed some terrifying force prevented them from approaching any closer.

Yet, Lu Chen never heard any roars or other sounds coming from within the mountains.

Maybe... he should get closer and take a look?

After much hesitation, Lu Chen finally decided to approach the outskirts of the mountains again.

Throughout the flight, he remained extremely cautious.

At the slightest sign of trouble, he was ready to flee immediately.

The closer he got to the twin peaks, that fearsome aura returned once more.

It wasn’t only terrifying but also majestic—ancient and vast—seeming to transcend layers of space and pierce directly into his soul, compelling him toward submission and reverence.

After a moment to adjust, he cautiously pressed forward.

Could this be... artificially carved?

Upon nearing the mountains, Lu Chen was astonished to see a jagged gap between the two peaks.

A straight, smooth passage cut through, leading endlessly into the distance...

No, it wasn’t man-made. Something had cleaved the mountain in two, slicing out this path.

The walls rose sheer and towering, extraordinarily smooth and steep.

He had no idea how many years this relic had endured, but even up close, the gap exuded a terrifying and overwhelming energy, as if deeply etched into the mountain itself—a scar that could never be erased—causing his consciousness to waver.

Decayed!

Ancient!

Solemn!

Majestic...

Even exalted!

Realizing it wasn’t some giant beast threatening him, Lu Chen hesitated for a moment before ultimately choosing to step inside.

As he moved slowly through the passage, several times he felt the urge to retreat.

Until, ahead, he saw a massive object of bronze color.

Was this... an alien spaceship?

The entire vessel was circular, five stories tall, with a diameter of over two hundred meters. Its surface was covered with intricate, mysterious patterns of exquisite craftsmanship. It looked as if made from bronze, but surely it was something more complex—perhaps an unknown alloy.

Despite countless ages passing, it had not decayed.

Unfortunately, this bronze ship was also split in half by the passage, the gap even showing traces of melting.

Lu Chen carefully examined the interior and discovered futuristic technology everywhere, along with strange skeletal remains.

Sadly, whatever calamity had occurred left the remains completely decayed, almost turned to ash.

Not particularly interested in technology, Lu Chen glanced over them briefly before shifting his attention elsewhere.

Suddenly, he noticed what seemed like carved inscriptions on the stone wall ahead.

With a swift leap and a flash of his beastly eyes, he stared in disbelief.

Were these Chinese characters? And arranged vertically in traditional script?

After careful scrutiny, Lu Chen recognized the inscription: “Zhang Sanfeng once here observed the sword path of the Heavenly Sage!”

What was going on!?

Lu Chen was certain that in the history of the Summer Kingdom on Blue Star, the name Zhang Sanfeng never appeared.

As for the Heavenly Sage, it probably referred to the Celestial Lord, a figure from myth and legend.

So... this Zhang Sanfeng was from Earth?

Lu Chen was completely baffled, his mind as if splattered with a pot of glue.

In legends from his former life, Zhang Sanfeng was also known as Sanfengzi or Xuanxuanzi, revered as the “Hidden Immortal.” Due to his unkempt appearance, he was also called “Zhang the Sloppy.”

He was tall and imposing, with large ears and round eyes, a beard like a halberd. He was said to have died and come back to life, with disciples calling him the “Yang Spirit Visiting.”

Taoist lore said Zhang lived over two hundred years and eventually ascended to immortality, disappearing without a trace.

If the inscription on the stone wall was true, didn’t that imply there was some kind of passage between the mist space and Earth?

If he could find this passage, he might be able to return home?

For a moment, Lu Chen felt an overwhelming surge of excitement.

But then, looking at his current form, he calmed himself.

What use was returning to Earth? This body was just a ferocious beast; recognition by his family was impossible.

Moreover, he couldn’t even be sure that this Zhang Sanfeng was the same person as the one on Earth.

After all, even the mythical Celestial Lord was mentioned here.

It was better to continue strengthening himself, to become powerful enough. If his guess was correct, he could decide what to do when the time came.

Once his emotions fully settled, Lu Chen continued to study the other inscriptions on the stone wall.

“Roaming the starry skies, traversing dozens of star systems, following the footsteps of the Sage...”

After reading thoroughly, Lu Chen was certain: Zhang Sanfeng did indeed come from Earth. After ascending, he roamed the cosmos, passing through dozens of star regions before arriving in this mist space.

He stayed here for half a year, gazing upon a sword scar left by the Heavenly Sage, and in doing so, comprehended a sword cultivation method.

So, the passage he had just traveled through was cleaved by a single sword strike from the Heavenly Sage?

The passage’s end faded gradually into the mist, its distance unknown.

Lu Chen was struck with awe; the power of a Sage was truly terrifying.

This sword scar had existed for countless millennia, its formidable presence lingering, unable even to be fully concealed by the spatial mist.

Lu Chen had no interest in the sword cultivation method left by Zhang Sanfeng.

His current body made learning the sword impossible.

But if he could give it to Dong Mingjun, it might fetch a good price in spirit stones.

And there was this bronze vessel before him—undeniably alien high technology—that should also sell well.

Of course, Lu Chen was not yet ready to trade; first, he planned to explore this mist space thoroughly.

After all, many spirit stones remained unmined at the spatial rift. If humans got involved, considerable trouble might arise.

Over the next several days, Lu Chen lived very methodically.

Besides mining spirit stone veins and using spirit stones to lure prey, he spent most of his time exploring within this space.

He had basically mapped out the situation within a hundred miles around.

As for farther away, he sensed several massive presences, undoubtedly stronger than himself.

When they detected him, they howled and charged wildly toward him.

Fortunately, he immediately took flight and escaped into the air, encountering no real danger.

Once they drove him off, they did not pursue further, likely because the mist blocked their sensing.

Because of this, Lu Chen temporarily abandoned thoughts of venturing deeper into the mist space.

With his current strength, it was safer to stay near the outskirts, lying low for now.

Once he advanced further, he could attempt to explore deeper.

Lu Chen understood this clearly.