"The Sacred Totem... White Tiger?!"
Mo Xie stared in astonishment at the White Tiger ice sculpture before him, unable to stop himself from stepping closer as he murmured.
Just those few steps brought him within range of an intense, kingly pressure, let alone what he felt when he looked into those tiger eyes.
"That's right. He is our ancestor, and he was the one who told me you would appear."
By now, Bai Li had completely reined in her carefree manner. Her lovely face was expressionless, displaying only dignity and elegance, with an added touch of alluring, regal grace.
She radiated the presence and bearing of a queen, making others want to fall at her feet.
Just then, the eyes of the White Tiger ice sculpture suddenly lit up, and the cold aura and pressure emanating from him intensified.
The next second, a slender, icy-white beam shot from the king-shaped marking on his forehead straight into Mo Xie's.
In the blink of an eye, Mo Xie left the ice crystal chamber and found himself beneath a vast, dazzling starry sky.
Totem Space. After several months, he had entered Totem Space once again.
Last time, it had been because of a feather from the Sacred Totem Vermilion Bird. This time, it was because of the Sacred Totem White Tiger!
Stars dotted the boundless sky as an icy-white beam approached from afar, hurtling toward the White Tiger statue suspended in the void.
As the icy-white beam entered it, the White Tiger statue lit up. Starting with his fierce eyes and imposing king-shaped marking, the light slowly spread across his entire body, radiating a sacred glow.
The Sacred Totem White Tiger shook his body, stamped all four paws hard against the void, and bared his sharp fangs, unleashing a roar that resounded through