This is the Central World.
The Core of Eternal Night.
It is tens of millions of feet above the upper land.
It crossed a Milky Way.
Guided by the key, Xie Feng, Sushang, and Changying Ying crossed the Bone Bridge and entered this mysterious space.
Before them stood a temple.
A temple standing atop a towering waterfall!
The temple is silvery-white, tall and solemn, with pointed eaves, like a magnificent yet austere palace. Above the temple, wisps of smoke rise and gather to form the shape of a tiger.
The waterfall cascades down, white petals billowing, the massive cascade plunging into an endless abyss with a thunderous roar.
" The Lost Immortal Temple..."
Sushang stared intently, then let out a soft moan, her blood boiling instantly!
There is a deep connection and bond between her and the temple, a bond that stems from blood ties!
A sense of sadness inexplicably welled up in her heart.
A secluded, otherworldly temple, the last surviving member of the White Tiger Clan...
Family feuds, national hatred, the rise and fall of the race—a tremendous burden weighed on her frail shoulders!
Sushang's chest rose and fell slightly.
"Master, let's go inside." She tried to suppress the turmoil in her heart, biting her lip as she spoke softly.
Xie Feng patted her head. "Don't be nervous, little girl. This is the ruins of your race. Nothing will happen."
Sushang nodded.
The three arrived at the entrance of the temple. The gate was carved with silver-white tiger reliefs, each with a different expression and a majestic aura.
In the middle of the gate, there was a light blue lock, its head icy cold and exuding Sha Qi!
"Bawl."
Xie Feng handed over the tiger key.
Sushang took the key, inserted it into the lock, and gently turned it.
clatter!
A faint clicking sound rang out.
The door opened.
Sushang forcefully pushed open the magnificent gate, and a dazzling light shone forth. An extremely terrifying aura burst forth from within the gate, causing the Eternal Night to tremble!
The three entered the Lost Immortal Temple, where the aura around them grew increasingly oppressive.
roar!!
A tremendous sound boomed.
Earth-shattering!
The world is in turmoil!
The sound was deafening, transforming into a raging hurricane that swept towards us.
It's a tiger's roar!
Bang!
A gigantic creature descended from the sky.
A majestic body, white fur, a tail like a steel whip, and amber eyes that stare intently!
White Tiger!
This is not a physical entity, but an illusion.
A Illusory Spirit White Tiger!
It is the guardian of the Lost Immortal Temple. Upon seeing an intruder, it automatically identifies them as an enemy and activates attack mode!
With a startled roar, the white tiger pounced towards the three of them, unleashing a terrifying pressure.
This kind of strength...
It's almost comparable to the Immortal Ascension Realm Third Stage!
Sushang's silver hair was blown by the wind; her small face was calm, and her amber pupils showed no fear.
She closed her eyes, focused all her thoughts, and a faint golden light surrounded her, growing increasingly intense and vast.
A tiger, dozens of times larger than the Illusory Spirit White Tiger, emerged from the golden light. The white tiger roared, carrying a magnificent royal aura that caused the heavens and earth to shatter!
Primordial White Tiger Immortal Physique!
Pure-blooded royalty!
A powerful aura surged between heaven and earth, causing time and space to freeze!
Sensing this aura, the previously ferocious white tiger suddenly stopped its attack. It retracted its claws and teeth, and its terrifying aura gradually subsided and dissipated!
Ugh~
The white tiger let out a faint cry.
That is the gentleness shown when seeing one's own kind.
Sushang breathed a sigh of relief. She dispersed the golden light, the white tiger disappeared, and everything returned to normal.
The white tiger turned around and slowly walked towards a certain place. Its huge paws stomped on the ground, cracking the floor with each step. Its white tail swept across the ground, sending chills down its spine.
What does this mean?
Are you abandoning the attack and leaving?
still...
Do you have other intentions?
Xie Feng frowned, pondering to himself.
Sushang's delicate eyebrows furrowed unconsciously.
Only Changying, holding the magic gourd, leaned against the door, his deep blue eyes utterly calm.
She wasn't worried that the white tiger would hurt anyone.
With Xie Feng around!
If the little girl can't handle it, he will definitely step in!
This person gave her the feeling of being ethereal and mysterious, unfathomable!
That's the advantage of following the strong.
The white tiger took two steps forward, seemingly not hearing any footsteps. It turned its head to look at the three people, paused for a moment, and then continued walking forward.
At this moment...
Sushang's eyes widened and his mouth slightly agape, as if he had witnessed something unbelievable.
"Master, it seems to be leading the way..."
"Just now, it suddenly established a telepathic connection with me; I could hear its thoughts!"
Xie Feng said, "Let's go."
The three of them then followed.
The white tiger led the way, followed by the others, as they headed towards the backyard of the immortal temple.
Baihu, through Sushang, explained the origins of the temple as they walked.
The Lost Immortal Temple is a temple built 30 million years ago to worship Su Lin, the Primordial White Tiger Clan.
In a clan, the clan leader is different from the emperor. There is a clan leader in every generation, but emperors are only born in times of chaos!
That is the most powerful White Tiger King!
The emperor is far more powerful than the clan chief!
From the beginning of time to the present, the White Tiger Clan has had a total of 300 emperors. They saved the Tiger Clan from danger and were divinely ordained Saint.
Su Lin was the last emperor of the Primordial White Tiger Clan.
Single-handedly, he ended the chaos and ushered in the 300th era of the Tiger Clan!
Xie Feng and his two companions arrived at a long corridor. The walls, painted with a golden hue, were adorned with colorful murals, exuding an ancient atmosphere.
These murals depict the history of the White Tiger Clan!
Xie Feng gazed intently at the history of the Primordial White Tiger Clan, a history both grand and ancient.
The universe was formed from Chaos. Because it has existed for such a long time, the "year" is no longer sufficient to describe such a long period of time, so later generations used the "epoch" as a unit.
In the Three Thousand Worlds, one era is one million years.
However, in the Primordial White Tiger Clan, an era is the total length of a dynasty's existence, and the duration of each dynasty is different.
A brief history of the Primordial White Tiger Clan:
[ The Chaos Period] has no recorded years. Before the formation of the universe, heaven and earth were a blur.
[Primordial Era] Three hundred billion epochs ago. The universe was formed, and primordial energy appeared, which could be used for cultivation. The Four Sacred Beasts were born, the White Tiger established its clan, and divided the world with other sacred clans.
[Primordial Era] Fifty billion epochs ago. Primordial energy transformed into Spiritual Qi, and humankind appeared. In the Primordial White Tiger Clan multiplied and expanded their territory.
[Ancient Era] Ten billion years ago. Saint were everywhere. The greatest king of the White Tiger Clan, Su Xuan, was born, and the White Tiger once became the leader of the Four Sacred Beasts.
[ High Antiquity Times] Two hundred million years ago. The Spiritual Qi in the world decreased, and fierce conflicts arose between humans and beastmen. The beastmen's dominance was shaken, and the White Tiger Clan, as the strongest clan, was targeted by the Human Emperor.
[Ancient Times] Sixty million years ago, the White Tiger Clan once again held a dominant position, and the world was in a period of flourishing immortals and saints.
[Medieval Period] Forty million years ago. The Tiger Clan suffered a genetic mutation, making reproduction difficult. They gradually withdrew from their dominant position and retreated into the Eternal Night.
[Pre-Ancient Period] Twenty million years ago. Dusk the Immortal Saints, the Tiger Clan faced difficulties in its inheritance and struggled to survive, leading to a sharp decline in its numbers.
The history depicted in the mural has now come to an end.
Those exceptional talents...
Those memories Ruyan in the wind...
Those profound histories...
Scene after scene, event after event, were sealed into the murals, continuously telling future generations the legends of that time over the long years.
Sushang and Changying were also looking at the murals.
"Look, this is the ancestor of Guixu! I told you we had a connection!"
In that magnificent scene, Changying pointed to a vast sea and several figures, and smiled at the little girl.