Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

The great battle back then was so fierce that it exhausted all the source energy in the Dou Qi Continent, which is why this plane has never been able to produce a new supreme being.

The seal left by the Desolate Emperor prevented outsiders from spying on the area and also cut off the possibility of external source energy flowing in.

In fact, primordial energy is a very important resource in any dimension, and it will not regenerate without special conditions.

Therefore, unless a powerful being specifically draws upon the source energy of heaven and earth to plunder it from the outside world, there is no chance to recreate the scene of numerous Dou Di in the past.

Unfortunately, the power of the extraterrestrial evil races differs from the common path of cultivation; their methods cannot be used indiscriminately, otherwise...

Looking at the "evil race source energy" that had condensed in his hand, Qinglong hesitated for a long time but still did not destroy it.

If all else fails, this method might be able to solve the immediate problem.

Qinglong was not a stubborn person. Although the evil races from beyond the realm engaged in plundering, which was extremely hateful, their power was indeed formidable.

In dire circumstances, using their power to fight them is also an option.

Of course, this can only be a last resort. Once Han Feng uses it, he will be branded as an extraterrestrial evil race, and no matter what he does, he will become an enemy of the Great Thousand World.

Azure Dragon sealed this power away, intending to store it in a place that even Han Feng wouldn't know about.

The location will only be displayed in the most critical situation, and only Han Feng's presence can activate it.

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Now that time has come, the Azure Dragon's power is finally about to dissipate.

He looked at the white tiger and said finally, "I should go."

The white tiger's expression shifted slightly.

"Have you decided what you want him to do?"

Qinglong smiled gently.

"I'm just presenting him with the choice; as for how to do it, I think he'll make the decision himself."

"White Tiger, can you tell me your decision?"

Baihu remained silent for a moment, then finally said, "Leave him here. Whether I teach him or not depends on my mood."

Qinglong nodded, a hint of relief in his eyes.

Strands of blue light rose from Han Feng's body and gradually detached from him.

Whoosh!

The shadow of the Azure Dragon streaked across the sky and flew straight toward the Dou Qi Continent. It carried the condensed "Evil Qi Origin" and used its last strength to form a seal, landing in a mountain forest on the edge of the continent.

A woodcutter was walking along a road with a wide view when he looked up and saw a flash of blue light fall down. He rubbed his eyes.

"what's the situation?"

"Could some treasure have appeared in the mountains?"

A sense of excitement rose in the woodcutter's heart, and he immediately quickened his pace, disappearing into a thicket. After running for a long time, he arrived at a high ground.

He gazed into the distance, relying on his memory, and determined the approximate direction in which the blue light would fall.

After confirming the diagnosis, the woodcutter was somewhat discouraged.

Deep in the mountains...

It looked quite close before.

He was just an ordinary person, only fit to chop firewood on the outskirts; how could he possibly be qualified to venture deep into the mountains?

"It's better to go back."

The woodcutter looked reluctantly at the direction where the blue light had fallen, shook his head, picked up his firewood, and prepared to return the way he came.

However, the next second, his gaze was drawn to a vermilion fruit.

"This is... a spiritual fruit!"

Just when things seemed hopeless, the woodcutter, who had only intended to search for the traces of the blue light, unexpectedly discovered a spiritual fruit instead.

The woodcutter immediately picked it off, then slung the bamboo basket over his shoulder and ran quickly down the mountain.

The woodcutter was aware that the spirit fruit was guarded by ferocious beasts, but there was also the possibility that the beasts might be away.

The woodcutter was familiar with the mountain path and quickly ran down the mountain.

He was panting heavily, glancing back at the mountains with lingering fear.

Then, feeling the fragrant and sweet scent of the spiritual fruit in his arms, he was overjoyed.

The woodcutter hurried towards home, and only when he saw the three large characters "Qingshan Town" in the distance did his heart finally settle down.

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White Tiger Space.

At this moment, the Azure Dragon's power had completely dissipated, and Han Feng's aura gradually decreased to his original level.

The Azure Dragon repaired the life essence that had been overdrawn from his body, and used the power of time to mend the devastating injuries caused by the mutual destruction. Han Feng is still at the eight-star Dou Sheng realm, but the power within him has doubled compared to before.

This is something that cultivators who have not experienced life-or-death battles cannot comprehend.

This is not an increase in cultivation level, but an expansion of one's foundation.

Baihu looked at Han Feng with a complicated expression, a trace of sadness showing in his only remaining cloudy pupil.

In this dimension, he was the only one left.

To be honest, the White Tiger was very happy when he saw the Azure Dragon again.

But he didn't know how to face Qinglong.

He had committed a grave sin by killing Xuanwu.

At that time, the White Tiger had just severed the good corpse, sweeping away all good thoughts, and evil thoughts took over the throne.

Killing Xuanwu was the crime he committed at that time.

This later became his greatest inner demon, which led him into a predicament when he was about to slay the evil corpse, ultimately resulting in his current state.

It is neither good nor evil, nor evil nor good.

Goodness is not thorough, and evil is not pure.

This was also the first time Baihu had practiced such a dangerous technique, and he had to figure many things out on his own. Only he knew how many detours he had taken along the way.

If this young man named Han Feng chooses to cultivate this technique, then the White Tiger's cultivation experience can greatly help him.

Of course, besides this technique, Baihu is more than qualified to be Han Feng's teacher in all aspects of cultivation.

A Saint-Rank Heavenly Sovereign who was once no less powerful than the Azure Dragon, he was a top-tier expert even in the Great Thousand Worlds.

Even though it has declined now, it doesn't mean it wasn't glorious in the past.

If we were to say who in the Dou Qi Continent today could help Han Feng progress quickly and far on his path to becoming a supreme being, while also solidifying his foundation along the way, it would only be the White Tiger.

After an unknown amount of time, Han Feng slowly woke up.

He felt as if he had a very, very long dream.

In his dream, he tore apart heaven and earth with his bare hands, shattered time and space, and defeated the Demon Emperor with a single move, forcing him to flee in disarray.

But it was all just a dream. Han Feng clearly remembered the despairing gap and the profound sense of powerlessness he felt when facing the Heart Demon Emperor.

Han Feng shook his slightly dizzy head and opened his eyes.

However, the world before him left him somewhat bewildered.

"What is this place?"

Han Feng murmured.

"No, that's not right!"

Han Feng suddenly raised his hand, looking at his unharmed body with surprise in his eyes.

"I'm not dead?!"

Moreover, I feel like I'm in even better shape than before.

"What happened?"

Just as Han Feng was wondering, a very imposing voice came from the side.

"woke up?"

"Who?!"

Han Feng suddenly stood up and turned around to see a huge white tiger, but it looked rather disheveled.

That was what he said.

[I couldn't sense even the slightest trace of their presence...]

A bead of cold sweat appeared on Han Feng's forehead.

Was it that his divine sense had failed him, or was the opponent's strength far beyond his own...?

Seeing Han Feng's tense expression, Baihu's mood suddenly improved a lot.

Just now, Qinglong was lecturing him with this face on his face.

Han Feng's current state of being on high alert is exactly right.

"My name is White Tiger. You should have seen my mental form before."

"White Tiger?!"

Han Feng suddenly remembered that this region did indeed bear some resemblance to the White Tiger Star Region he had ventured into before.

However, the White Tiger that Han Feng had seen before was not in this disheveled state.

"Mindfulness of the body?"

Han Feng asked, puzzled.

"It's just a fleeting thought."

The White Tiger explained, "What you encountered before was probably a wisp of my evil thought."

Han Feng's pupils contracted.

With just a single thought, he, a Battle Saint, was plunged into a death trap. If it weren't for the Star Talisman, he would probably have died during that adventure.

"Senior White Tiger, I am... how did I get here?"

Han Feng asked.

The white tiger in front of me doesn't seem that difficult to communicate with.

The white tiger responded with an "oh".

"It seems you don't know what happened before."

"It was the Azure Dragon that saved you and brought you here."

The white tiger spoke slowly.

"Senior Qinglong?"

Han Feng asked in surprise.

At this moment, those vague memories resurfaced, and Han Feng felt as if he were reliving the dream he had just experienced.

"Blue Dragon Tearing the Sky Hand!"

"Space-time annihilation!"

Those giant claws that tore the heavens and earth apart, those secret techniques that shattered time and space—they were real after all!

Han Feng's mind gradually calmed down.

It seems that the crisis on the Dou Qi Continent has been temporarily resolved.

The Four Divine Beasts, as expected of the main force in the ancient war, even with only their remaining strength, managed to repel the terrifying Heart Demon Emperor.

"Senior White Tiger, may I ask where Senior Azure Dragon is now?"

Han Feng wanted to thank the other party in person. If it weren't for him, he would have been doomed, and the Dou Qi Continent would have been destroyed.

The white tiger shook its head slightly.