White Tiger Hall (Requesting Monthly Tickets)

Before his words had even faded, the ritual platform suddenly trembled.

The great halberd burst into dazzling silver light, startling everyone into hurriedly retreating.

Li Yunjing, however, felt an invisible pressure rush toward him.

The White Tiger Token in his palm actually began to glow faintly, resonating with the great halberd from afar.

This stirred something in Li Yunjing, but this was not the right time to study the halberd.

He would have to wait until after meeting the high-ranking members of White Tiger Hall.

Following the spiraling white jade steps upward, the group arrived at the Star Gazing Pavilion in the second courtyard.

The entire western wall was a single translucent jade panel. At that moment, it displayed a map of the starry sky, and the seven White Tiger Mansions among the Twenty-Eight Mansions glimmered with an unusual scarlet light.

Li Yunjing noticed twelve bronze beast heads arranged in the corner. Each one held a yellowed jade slip in its mouth.

As he approached, the leftmost White Tiger beast head suddenly opened its bronze eyes. The jade slip shot into his hand, and when he unfurled it, he found a fragment of the long-lost White Tiger Heaven-Swallowing Art.

"Hall Master, look!"

The guard pointed to the floating sand table in the center of the pavilion. It was actually crafted from living mountains and flowing waters. Across the mountain ranges stretching a hundred li, silver-armored troops surged like swarms of ants, while a phantom with Three Heads and Six Arms flickered in and out of view amid the clouds and mist.

"This is a real-time projection of White Tiger Hall's thirty thousand elite troops in formation."

The guard explained, "Every point of light represents a cultivator, while the phantom is the Heavenly Dipper Battle Guards directly under the Hall Master."