Yang Chen's pupils suddenly contracted. He was especially shocked when he saw what was inside the light.
"Space Ring!"
A small ring floated slowly in midair within the blue glow.
The ring looked extremely ancient, and blue patterns covered its entire surface.
On his way here, Yang Chen had learned a little about the world of Supernatural Ability users. The ring before him was one of those things.
A Space Ring!
Inside the ring was a separate, specially created space.
Anyone capable of creating a space was an unrivaled powerhouse. And only a tiny handful of people could own a Space Ring.
Yang Chen was certain that even among all the powerhouses at the Grandmaster level on Earth, some might not possess one.
Even those in the Shackle Realm might not have such a treasure.
Only powerhouses in the Heaven Gate Realm could own one.
For anyone else, having a Space Ring was extremely precious, no matter how large or small the space inside it was.
Gulp~
Yang Chen swallowed. His gaze was fixed on the Space Ring, and a blazing light appeared in his eyes.
He wanted it!
Yang Chen suddenly reached out, grabbing for the Space Ring floating in midair.
But just then, something unexpected happened.
Buzz~
Blue light suddenly flared around the Space Ring, illuminating the entire room. Then a phantom slowly emerged from the ring.
Roar!!
It was unmistakably a White Tiger!
The blue patterns on the ring flashed continuously, erupting in a brilliant blue radiance!
Dense arcs of lightning danced around the White Tiger. The moment Yang Chen's arm reached in, he felt a tingling sensation in it.
Yang Chen immediately pulled his arm back, staring at the White Tiger's phantom in shock.
He had Devoured the Thunder Ability, after all, which gave him a certain degree of immunity to thunder. On top of that, he had a Grandmaster Body. Ordinary lightning couldn't even hurt him!
Even if the Flying Tiger came back to life and used its strongest attack again, Yang Chen could emerge completely unharmed.
Yet just now, those tiny arcs of lightning had actually numbed his arm.
The quality of that lightning must have been extremely high!
The blue phantom—the White Tiger—slowly opened its eyes.
Buzz!
The moment the White Tiger opened its eyes, the surrounding space seemed to twist slightly, and a terrifying fluctuation instantly spread out.
Crackle, crackle~
The arcs of lightning leaped about with a crackling sound.
Yang Chen stared at the White Tiger, his eyes filled with wariness.
The White Tiger's pressure was immense! It was even stronger than Gui Xing's!
Gui Xing was already a powerhouse in the Shackle Realm! And yet this White Tiger was only a phantom, but its pressure was even stronger than Gui Xing's?
Although Gui Xing hadn't used his full strength earlier, he had still been as powerful as a Grandmaster!
Could the White Tiger, at its peak, have been even stronger than Gui Xing?
The Heaven Gate Realm?
The White Tiger's enormous eyes studied Yang Chen as if it were pondering something. Then its jaws parted.
"A person from Huaxia?"
The White Tiger spoke in fluent Huaxia language.
Yang Chen froze. This was the first time he'd heard a Spirit Beast speak, and it spoke Huaxia so fluently.
For a moment, he was stunned.
"Mm!"
Yang Chen nodded slightly, unsure what the White Tiger was thinking.
"Since you're from Huaxia, that makes things easier. Show me your spiritual root!" The White Tiger lowered its enormous head and looked at Yang Chen from up close, its voice deafening.
Yang Chen thought for a moment, then released his Thunder Ability. Faint arcs of lightning danced and leaped at his fingertips.
A remarkably human expression appeared in the White Tiger's eyes. Yang Chen saw it clearly: contempt.
"I don't know how people cultivate these days. You're already this old, yet you're still stuck in the Spirit-Gathering Realm!"
"The Spirit-Gathering Realm?" Yang Chen was completely baffled. He felt like he and the White Tiger weren't even on the same wavelength.
The White Tiger seemed to notice his expression. In a deep voice, it asked, "How long has it been since the era of the Human Emperor?"
"The Human Emperor?" Yang Chen's soul trembled. He had once seen a passage describing ancient Huaxia.
The words "Human Emperor" had appeared in it!
"Are you referring to the Human Emperor, Di Xin?" Yang Chen asked tentatively. "It's been several thousand years since the era of the Human Emperor."
"Several thousand years? I see!"
The White Tiger lowered its head and sank into prolonged thought. Then it seemed to sense something. A strange fluctuation spread from its enormous body like ripples.
"No wonder the spiritual energy is so thin now. No wonder. But with spiritual energy this sparse, you've still managed to reach the peak of the Spirit-Gathering Realm. You must have good talent!"
The White Tiger looked at Yang Chen, a hint of approval in its enormous eyes.
"You flatter me, Senior. But what kind of realm is this Spirit-Gathering Realm you mentioned?" Yang Chen smiled sheepishly, then asked.
"You don't even know what the Spirit-Gathering Realm is?" The White Tiger was now the one looking puzzled. After thinking for a moment, it said to Yang Chen, "First, tell me about the current system of cultivation."
Yang Chen paused, then told the White Tiger phantom about the current cultivation realms and some of what he knew about the Supernatural World.
It took a long while for Yang Chen to finish explaining everything to the White Tiger. He even told it about the situation across the whole world, including North America, Northern Europe, the Island Nation, and Huaxia.
When he finished, the White Tiger looked at Yang Chen suspiciously, disbelief in its eyes. "You're telling me Huaxia can't unify the world?"
"Useless! A bunch of useless fools! The greatest ancient nation of all, and in this age it still can't unify the world! You've brought shame on all of us!"
The White Tiger shouted furiously. The space around it seemed to twist in response to its rage!
After a long while, the White Tiger finally calmed down. It looked at Yang Chen without saying a word.
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