White Tiger Projection

Yang Chen's pupils contracted sharply, especially when he saw clearly what lay within the radiance; he was utterly shocked.

"A Space Ring!"

Suspended slowly in mid-air within the blue halo was a small, delicate ring.

The ring was extremely archaic, its entire surface covered in intricate blue patterns.

On his way here, Yang Chen had learned a few things about the world of ability users, and one of them was the very object before his eyes!

A Space Ring!

Inside the ring existed a separately carved-out space.

Anyone capable of creating such a space was, without exception, a top-tier powerhouse, and those who possessed a Space Ring were an extremely rare few.

At the very least, Yang Chen could be certain that even across the entire Earth, some Grandmaster-level powerhouses might not necessarily possess one.

Even powerhouses in the Shackle Realm might not necessarily own such a treasure.

Only those powerhouses in the Heaven Gate Realm could possess one.

For anyone else, as long as they had a Space Ring—regardless of whether the internal space was large or small—it was considered incredibly precious.

Gulp.

Yang Chen swallowed hard, his gaze locked firmly onto the Space Ring, a burning light emerging in his eyes.

He wanted it!

Yang Chen's hand shot out suddenly, reaching toward the Space Ring floating in mid-air.

But at that very moment, a sudden change occurred.

Hum.

The blue light around the Space Ring surged violently, illuminating the entire room. Immediately following, a phantom image began to emerge slowly from the ring.

ROAR!

It was unmistakably the form of a White Tiger!

The blue patterns on the ring flickered incessantly, erupting with a brilliant blue radiance!

Thick arcs of lightning danced around the White Tiger. As soon as Yang Chen's arm reached in, he felt a numbing sensation travel through it.

Yang Chen pulled his arm back instantly, staring at the White Tiger's phantom with a look of horror.

One had to realize that Yang Chen had consumed a lightning ability; he possessed a certain degree of immunity to lightning. Coupled with his Grandmaster Body, ordinary lightning could not even harm him!

Even if the Flying Tiger were resurrected and used its strongest attack again, Yang Chen could walk away unscathed.

Yet just now, those tiny arcs of lightning had actually numbed his arm.

The quality of that lightning must be incredibly high!

The blue phantom—the phantom of the White Tiger—slowly opened its eyes.

Hum!

The moment those tiger eyes opened, the surrounding space seemed to distort slightly, and a terrifying fluctuation instantly permeated the room.

Crackle, crackle, crackle...

The lightning arcs danced, emitting sharp sounds.

Yang Chen stared intently at the White Tiger, his eyes filled with heavy wariness.

The White Tiger's pressure was immense! It was even stronger than the pressure Gui Xing had exerted!

One had to remember that Gui Xing was a powerhouse in the Shackle Realm! Yet this White Tiger before him was merely a phantom, and its pressure was already greater than Gui Xing's?

Although Gui Xing hadn't used his full strength previously, he still possessed the intensity of a Grandmaster!

Could it be that this White Tiger, in its prime, was even more powerful than Gui Xing?

Heaven Gate Realm?

The White Tiger's massive eyes looked at Yang Chen, seemingly contemplating something, before its mouth split open.

"A Huaxia person?"

The White Tiger spoke in fluent Huaxia.

Yang Chen was stunned. It was his first time hearing a spirit beast speak, let alone speaking such fluent Huaxia.

For a moment, he was taken aback.

"Yes!"

Yang Chen nodded slightly, unsure of what the White Tiger was planning.

"Since you are a Huaxia person, that makes things easier. Show me your spirit root!" The White Tiger lowered its massive head, looking at Yang Chen from close range, its voice deafening.

Yang Chen pondered for a moment before releasing his lightning ability. Weak arcs of lightning flickered and danced at his fingertips.

A distinctly human expression appeared in the White Tiger's eyes. Yang Chen saw it clearly: it was a look of disdain.

"I don't know how people cultivate these days; you're already this old, yet you're still lingering in the Spirit-Gathering Realm!"

"Spirit-Gathering Realm?" Yang Chen was a bit confused; he always felt that he and this White Tiger were not on the same level.

The White Tiger seemed to notice Yang Chen's expression and said in a deep voice, "How much time has passed since the era of the Human Emperor?"

"Human Emperor?" Yang Chen's soul trembled. He had once seen a passage of text that described ancient Huaxia.

Among them, the two characters for "Human Emperor" had appeared!

"Is the senior referring to the Human Emperor Di Xin?" Yang Chen asked tentatively. "It has been several thousand years since the era of the Human Emperor!"

"Several thousand years? So that is how it is!"

The White Tiger lowered its head, falling into a long period of contemplation. Afterward, it seemed to be sensing something; within its massive body, a strange fluctuation spread out like ripples.

"No wonder the spiritual energy is so thin now. No wonder. However, to be able to cultivate to the peak of the Spirit-Gathering Realm with such thin spiritual energy, it seems your talent is not weak at all!"

The White Tiger looked at Yang Chen, its giant pupils holding a hint of appreciation.

"Senior, you flatter me. But what kind of realm is this Spirit-Gathering Realm you speak of?" Yang Chen smiled sheepishly before asking again.

"You don't even know about the Spirit-Gathering Realm?" Now it was the White Tiger's turn to be puzzled. It pondered for a moment before saying to Yang Chen, "First, tell me about the current classification of cultivation!"

Yang Chen paused, then proceeded to explain the current cultivation realms and some of the common knowledge of the Supernatural World to the phantom of the White Tiger before him.

After quite some time, Yang Chen finally finished explaining everything to the White Tiger, including the situation of North America, Northern Europe, the Island Nation, and Huaxia across the entire globe.

After he finished speaking, the White Tiger looked at Yang Chen with suspicion and an expression of disbelief, saying, "You mean to tell me that Huaxia is unable to unify the Earth?"

"Trash! A bunch of trash! As the premier ancient nation, to be unable to achieve unification in this era! It simply loses face for all of us!"

The White Tiger said in a fit of rage, and the surrounding space seemed to distort under its fury!

After a long while, the White Tiger finally calmed down and looked at Yang Chen without saying a word.

To be continued!