Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

Wow!

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged in from all directions, and the spatial rift began to heal rapidly. In a short while, it was completely restored, as if it had never existed.

In the vast expanse of heaven and earth, only the solitary figure of "Han Feng" remained.

The bluish light in his eyes gradually faded. He looked down at his palm and murmured softly:

"Han Feng, the task I'm about to assign you is going to be very difficult..."

This was the last bit of his primal power he left behind, and now that it has been used, this trump card for survival will no longer exist.

Next, Han Feng might face an existence even more powerful than the Heart Demon Emperor.

The extraterrestrial evil race comprises thirty-two major clans, each possessing a powerful expert at the Saint-grade Heavenly Supreme level.

Although the Azure Dragon is not afraid of any of them, its current physical form is limited, making it impossible for it to help Han Feng and the others.

Among the thirty-two major clans, the Holy Demon Clan is the strongest. The Holy Demon Emperor's strength is second only to the Heavenly Evil God. If he were to descend, Han Feng's chances of winning would be greatly reduced once again.

In fact, none of the thirty-two major clans are people that Han Feng can currently contend with.

The last hope lies in finding the legacy left by the Great Emperor.

"The White Tiger is still in this realm, but his current state seems a bit off."

Qinglong muttered to himself. He still didn't want to believe that Baihu had betrayed him, but recalling the scene Han Feng had seen at Baihu's coordinates, Qinglong knew that Baihu was probably in trouble.

"Let's go take a look first."

Azure Dragon mobilized its remaining power, traversed vast distances, and arrived at the White Tiger's coordinates once more.

The spatial barrier that had previously trapped Han Feng was a trick that Qinglong could easily break through. In an instant, he crossed the chaotic spatial teleportation power and arrived at the deepest source.

Last time, the place Han Feng was teleported to was only where a clone of the White Tiger resided. This time, the place where the Azure Dragon descended was the true location of the White Tiger's main body.

Without the slightest delay, Qinglong appeared before a large mountain in an instant.

He gazed into the deep forest in the mountains and said in a low voice, "Do you think you can fool everyone by confining yourself to a place like this?"

The faint sound traveled into the forest without any error.

A moment later, a warning tiger's roar came from the forest.

Azure Dragon sighed slowly, and the next second, he decisively struck, slamming a palm into the sky above the mountain forest.

A massive dragon claw descended from the sky, instantly destroying the dark jungle in the mountains.

Sunlight pierced through the broken tree canopy, scattering deep into the forest and illuminating that once awe-inspiring figure—

The white tiger's body was curled up in the ruins. Its once snow-white fur was now dull and stained with dried blood and dust.

Its limbs were covered with hideous cracks, as if they had been torn apart by some terrible force. Its bones were twisted and deformed, and its right forepaw was even broken, with the white bone fragments piercing through the flesh and exposed to the air.

The most shocking thing was its back—a deep, bone-revealing wound ran the length of its body, the edges of which emanated an eerie black aura that constantly eroded its flesh.

The black mist writhed like a living thing, and each contraction caused the white tiger's body to tremble slightly, clearly indicating that it was enduring unimaginable pain.

Its head was lowered, and its once sharp, amber-colored tiger eyes were now cloudy. Its right eye had even lost its pupil, leaving only a grayish-white veil.

The "king" character pattern on his forehead, symbolizing a ruler of slaughter, has been broken, leaving only incomplete strokes, as if it might completely disappear at any moment.

Azure Dragon's pupils suddenly contracted, and the action he was about to perform froze in mid-air, as if he had lost his mind.

After a long while, he slowly lowered his hand, his tone filled with complex emotions.

"How did you become like this?"

The white tiger didn't speak, but silently licked its wounds.

"Azure Dragon, are you satisfied with my current appearance?"

Qinglong remained silent.

"What exactly happened back then?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the white tiger's gaze seemed to lose focus, stretching far, far away.

That was the time when the ancient war broke out on the Dou Qi Continent. In order to kill the Desolate Emperor, the top Heavenly Demon Emperors chased after him all the way and blocked all the exits of the Dou Qi Continent plane.

To help the Desolate Emperor, Azure Dragon and Vermilion Bird left the Dou Qi Continent ahead of time, sabotaging the interception and luring away the enemy army, leaving White Tiger and Black Tortoise to handle the aftermath.

"We tried our best to do many things, but the final result was worse than before."

The white tiger said.

"It seems quite a coincidence that this young man thought the same thing, but the path he chose was to perish together with the enemy."

"Qinglong said softly."

The White Tiger glanced at Han Feng, but its gaze wasn't directed at the Azure Dragon; rather, it was scrutinizing Han Feng under the Azure Dragon's power.

"This is the choice of most people."

The white tiger responded with disdain.

Azure Dragon slowly shook his head.

"This is not the choice of most people; most people would only choose to kneel down and surrender."

"This is a wise move; it preserves one's usefulness for the future."

Baihu retorted.

The Azure Dragon glanced at the White Tiger with a lingering look.

You weren't like this before.

"That's how I always have been!"

Qinglong: ...

"We've been friends for so many years, why do you talk back to me the moment we meet...?"

"I'm helpless," Qinglong said.

The white tiger turned its head away, as if to say, "I don't want to talk to you."

There was a moment of silence.

"Did you know that this continent is about to be invaded again by extraterrestrial evil races?"

Qinglong said.

"This young man possesses the inheritance of three sacred beasts and is the one with the best chance of unlocking the Emperor's treasure."

"He is the hope of this dimension."

The white tiger snorted softly: "No one is qualified to be someone else's hope..."

"At least, let's help him."

The Azure Dragon's voice gradually became clear and ethereal.

Baihu frowned slightly and asked, "How are you now?"

Qinglong remained silent.

Actually, he wasn't qualified to talk about the White Tiger just now.

Because his situation was even worse than Baihu's.

"You always try to be so strong!"

The white tiger's voice finally showed a slight fluctuation.

"We all have our own pride."

"It's Azure Dragon," Azure Dragon said slowly.

"White Tiger, I don't know what you went through back then, but I know that you are still you!"

"Help him, at least let him have the power to protect what he wants to protect, and the right to strive for his goals, even if it costs him his life!"

Without external help, relying solely on the resources of the Dou Qi Continent, even if Han Feng gave it his all, he couldn't change the outcome.

But the things left behind by the Great Emperor are acceptable!

A mocking expression suddenly appeared on Baihu's face.

"Azure Dragon, I know what you're thinking. I'll tell you straight now: I already obtained what the Great Emperor left behind!"

Qinglong's expression changed.

"Moreover, the reason I am the way I am now is because of the cultivation technique left behind by the Great Emperor."

Chapter 485 The Three Corpses Slaying Dao Scripture

"Gong method?"

Qinglong had no idea what the Desolate Emperor had left behind, nor did he know the details of his final battle.

But now it seems that Baihu knows more inside information.

"What kind of technique is that?"

The White Tiger didn't speak, but a ball of light flew out from between its brows and shot towards the Azure Dragon.

Qinglong reached out and grabbed it, then began to flip through the pages.

"The Three Corpses Slaying Dao Scripture!"

“Living beings have three corpses: the good corpse, the evil corpse, and the self.”

"A benevolent corpse represents the pure and righteous thoughts within the hearts of living beings, and is majestic and dignified."

"The evil corpse represents the dark and wicked thoughts in the hearts of living beings, and is cunning and treacherous."

“My corpse represents the consciousness of the living being born from its true self, which is the essence of the spirit.”

"To cultivate this technique, one must sever the three corpses step by step. Therefore, this technique is divided into three levels: the first is to sever the good corpse, which is the first level of the Dao; the second is to sever the evil corpse, which is the second level of the Dao; and the third is to sever the self corpse, which is the third level of the Dao."

"With each corpse severed, the cultivator's cultivation and strength will be greatly improved. However, the difficulty of severing the corpse is also extremely high. If one is not careful, one will die and perish."

After quickly glancing at the manual, Qinglong's expression became somewhat uncertain.

"This technique requires gradually severing one's own will."

Everything has good and evil, but the balance between good and evil constitutes the essence of a living being.

Some may do more good than bad, and do more good deeds.

Some may be more evil than good, and commit crimes.

But in any case, it is a complete entity.

Once you cut off your good and evil thoughts as this technique says, you are destroying yourself step by step.

Moreover, putting all that aside for now, according to the concept of the "Cultivation Method," the last corpse is called "My Corpse," which is also described as "the essence of life." How should this be cut off?

"What level have you reached in your cultivation?"

Azure Dragon looked at White Tiger and asked.

This time, Baihu didn't hide anything and said frankly, "Between the Dao One Realm and the Dao Two Realm, I have already severed the good corpse, but when I was severing the evil corpse, something went wrong."

So that's how it turned out...

Qinglong sighed silently in his heart.

However, considering the description in the cultivation technique, the fact that Baihu was still alive after failing to sever his corpse already shows that he has a profound foundation and formidable strength.

"You've already seen my example. Now, do you still insist on getting him involved?"

The white tiger spoke slowly.

Qinglong took a deep breath and lifted Han Feng's resolute face.

“I can feel his determination to change; right now, he's too weak.”

After hearing this, Baihu continued, "It's just a matter of time. No one can get everything they want in a short time unless they find a shortcut."

Qinglong remained silent for a moment.

In fact, given Han Feng's talent, if he were given another hundred years, he might very well reach their level. But now, he has too little time left.

Breaking through the limitations of this plane and advancing to the Dou Di (Supreme) level will take a certain amount of time.