Spirit Journey, Fist Imprint, a Gaze Across Space and Time!

"Understood."

Meng Chuan felt reassured.

The "spiritual world" Master Bai Bao had described was little different from the Imagery World. He had plenty of experience dying in there. As long as it did not involve his physical body, his life would not be at risk.

Bai Bao nodded. "Of course, when it comes to the Dao, I am only a beginner myself.

"The spiritual world takes many more forms throughout the universe. Perhaps those fragmentary images in your mind have other uses. I wouldn't presume to say."

"Understood. I'll give it a try now."

Meng Chuan closed his eyes and sat upright, palms open and facing upward on his knees.

He sent his senses into his Sea of Consciousness and tried gently touching the fragments that had lingered in his mind for so long.

Suddenly, thick black mist spread across his vision.

His sight went dark, and his mind plunged like a stone into an abyss. Meng Chuan sensed that he truly seemed to have entered another spiritual world.

As he focused within the black mist, it gradually scattered as though alive, and the scene before him grew clear.

Before he could collect himself, an explosive roar came from afar, setting his blood racing. "ROAR—!"

Atop the distant stars, he saw a giant throw back its arms and roar.

Vast waves of force rolled outward in solid rings of impact, pulverizing the swarming invaders in the vacuum like ants.

Meng Chuan walked farther on. He glimpsed something in the distance, and his scalp prickled uncontrollably.

A dim glow hung in the cosmos, still and deep.

He could not die here anyway, so he dared to approach for a closer look.

"Holy shit... What is that..."

Meng Chuan was astonished.

It was a colossal insect with countless sharp claws. Its body