At this time
The white tiger stopped.
Before it stood three large white gates, each engraved with a picture of a hundred tigers, exuding a powerful and exquisitely solemn Daoist aura.
It looked at Sushang.
Sushang relayed its message: "It says that these three doors may hold fortuitous opportunity for Su Lin; we can go in."
Changying asked, "Can outsiders also obtain fortuitous opportunity?"
The white tiger nodded.
Sushang said, "It said that fortuitous opportunity need to be tested to be obtained. Since you two are on good terms with me, I'll let you give it a try."
"That's so generous..."
Changying smacked his lips and sighed sincerely.
There are three gates in total: left, center, and right. Sushang, the master, chooses the center gate; Changying chooses the left gate; and Xie Feng chooses the right gate.
" Xiao Shang, is that alright?"
Xie Feng was slightly worried, and he asked.
"Uh-huh!
"Don't worry, Master, I guarantee I'll come back safely!"
Sushang stood up straight, gave a crisp salute, and spoke in a clear voice.
Xie Feng chuckled and patted her head. "Alright, be careful inside."
The Sushang nodded repeatedly, as if pecking at rice.
"Well, then I won't be polite~ Xie Feng, Xiao Shang, see you later~" Changying waved and smiled at them, then stepped through the door first.
Sushang followed closely behind.
Xie Feng watched the little girl go inside before taking his own steps.
Pushing open the gate on the right, Xie Feng was greeted by a dazzling golden light. He arrived at the bottom of a cliff where a powerful waterfall, like a silver dragon, crashed down from the mountaintop, its spray creating a magnificent spectacle.
Xie Feng walked forward.
We continued until we reached the point closest to the waterfall.
A figure flashed beneath the waterfall.
It was an old man with white hair and beard, dressed in white clothes, his arms outstretched, practicing martial arts.
Every move and every stance of the old man was brimming with boundless energy.
It is both soft and strong, and each push causes the space to tremble; every move and stance evolves the universe.
Excellent palm technique!
Xie Feng saw this and secretly praised it.
Most Cultivation Method in the world rely on spiritual power, and pure, powerful physical Cultivation Method like this are almost extinct!
The old man was surrounded by a faint light. He was described as having a physical body, yet it was more ethereal than a physical body; he was described as having a spiritual body, yet it was more solid than a spiritual body.
Most importantly...
Xie Feng simply couldn't see through the old man's strength!
Despite being a powerful being at the first level of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, and despite having cultivated nine feet of immortality, looking at the old man felt as if he were facing a vast ocean!
This feeling...
Saint!
Only Saint could give him such a sense of oppression!
Xie Feng's expression changed slightly.
He recalled the fortuitous opportunity the White Tiger had mentioned; could this old man be that fortuitous opportunity?
Could he be the last emperor of the Primordial White Tiger Clan...?
Su Lin?!
Xie Feng slightly raised his eyes and saw the old man stop his attack and slowly look over.
Their eyes met!
It was a breathtaking contest!
Xie Feng's heart sank slightly; he felt a little suffocated!
The old man's face was calm. He squinted his weathered eyes and walked towards Xie Feng. With each step, his figure gradually disappeared. When he reappeared, a fierce palm slashed down towards Xie Feng's face!
The overwhelming power swept across the sky, freezing space and shattering the waterfall!
Xie Feng dared not be careless. He immediately unleashed his Heavenly Immortal cultivation, circulating endless energy in his hands. He transformed his fist into a palm and clashed with the old man!
Bang!
A devastating blow!
Mountains collapsed, winds and clouds trembled; such a powerful blow caused this world to begin to crumble!
Smoke and clouds fell like rain!
Xie Feng's hands were trembling slightly!
So strong!
Even after using seventy percent of his strength, he still felt powerless to fight back!
now...
The old man was only six inches away from him!
That's just two fists!
The old man stared at Xie Feng. His aura was overwhelming, possessing an abyss-like calmness, the sharpness of a drawn sword, and a detached indifference as if the world were empty.
This kind of aura can only be possessed by those who have long held a high position and stood out from the crowd at the pinnacle of power.
"Oh!"
The old man suddenly chuckled softly and lightly placed his palm on Xie Feng's chest.
Ta-da!
Xie Feng staggered backward!
This old man was the strongest person he had ever met!
It's genuinely strong!
Xie Feng had to fight with all his might to defeat him, but even so, he was still completely crushed!
and!
The old man hadn't even exerted himself yet; he was still handling things with ease!
Saint...
Is it really that powerful?
Xie Feng fell silent.
Seeing the old man attack again, Xie Feng no longer held back and used the Northern Nether Illusory Flame.
Saint Grade flames!
Azure flames burned between heaven and earth.
However, they could not burn the old man; he was neither a real human body nor a soul!
This is...
Xie Feng suddenly realized something.
will!
This is an invisible and intangible will!
My long-cherished wish remains unfulfilled, my will unyielding, I will never die, I will never perish!
How can we fight like this?
Just as Xie Feng was about to use his final trump card, the Solar Zhuzhao, the old man stopped.
"What a serious kid."
He actually spoke, his voice steady and light.
Damn it.
You'll get beaten to death if you don't take it seriously!
Xie Feng was unusually provoked into anger and cursed under his breath.
"Boy, are you insulting me, the Holy One?"
"..."
"Hmph, there are too many people who curse this saint, one more won't make a difference."
The old man shrugged.
He stood with his hands behind his back, feet slightly turned, and glanced around at Xie Feng before letting out a soft sigh.
He suddenly had an idea!
" The Dao Qi I left outside the Immortal Temple to guard it is that white tiger. You should have seen it, otherwise you wouldn't have been able to find this place."
"Kid, not bad, you can even hold your own against this saint."
"A human of such young age possesses such strength; are you the Human Emperor?"
Xie Feng said, "I am not the Human Emperor."
The old man laughed, "If you are not the Human Emperor, then there will be no Human Emperor in the world."
"Who are you?"
"Clever boy, you already guessed my identity, why don't you dare say it out loud?"
" Su Lin?"
"That's more like it!"
Su Lin clapped his hands and laughed. Xie Feng initially thought he had a cold and brooding personality, but now he found him to be so approachable.
"This is where I cultivated. Since my fall, I have been obsessed with finding a successor. My thoughts have lingered here, forming endless and indestructible energy, making me immortal."
"Originally, I intended to pass this energy on to the descendants of the Primordial White Tiger Clan, but you have made me change my mind. This energy should be given to a more suitable person!"
Su Lin spoke with a solemn expression.
As the master of the Lost Immortal Temple, when someone steps into the temple, it means there are no more secrets left!
Su Lin knows 70% of their origins!
Knowing about the relationship between Sushang and Xie Feng, he suddenly had a different idea.
That's a statement...
Is he going to pass on his energy to me?
Xie Feng thought to himself.
Sudden...
Su Lin's expression changed slightly.
He raised his palm, and his inspiration, like threads, began to emanate and dissipate.
His body began to fade and disappear, bit by bit!
Xie Feng asked, "What's wrong?"
Su Lin asked, "What is your relationship with my descendants?"
He was referring to Sushang.
You know perfectly well why you're asking this!
Xie Feng said, "Master and servant."
"You are her servant, please protect her, the last bloodline of the Primordial White Tiger Clan!"
"I am the master."
"..."
quiet!
A moment of silence!
Su Lin somewhat embarrassed; his expression changed slightly, and he gave a wry smile.
Has the Primordial White Tiger Clan fallen so low...?