Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

"He is not in this plane. What he did before was only his source power. Now that his source power has been consumed, you will not be so lucky if you encounter a powerful enemy in the future."

The implication is that in the next battle, there will be no Azure Dragon to guarantee your survival.

Han Feng fell silent upon hearing this.

It turns out that Senior Azure Dragon had been silently protecting him all along. With the power he had previously displayed, no one on this Dou Qi Continent should be able to stop him.

However, this boost has already been used up.

"Senior White Tiger, Senior Azure Dragon, did you send me here because you need me to do something?"

Han Feng remembered that Qinglong had told him to find Baihu.

He did find it, but he couldn't subdue it.

This time, Qinglong's intervention actually helped Han Feng complete this arduous task.

If Han Feng were to do it himself, even if he broke through to the Dou Di realm, he probably still wouldn't be able to find the real White Tiger.

Even if you find it, you might not be able to convince the other party.

Bai Hu nodded.

"Qinglong should have told you about the Emperor's Treasury before."

"Yes, Senior Azure Dragon told me that I must find you, learn your techniques, and then go to find the Great Emperor's Treasure Vault. Only by learning the techniques of the Four Sacred Beasts can one be qualified to open the treasure vault."

Han Feng said.

“You’re right, the Emperor’s Treasury does indeed require the four methods to be combined to open. However, I’ve already obtained the contents of the Emperor’s Treasury in advance.”

The white tiger spoke slowly.

"what?"

Han Feng looked at the white tiger in surprise.

Could it be that the other party has also learned the other three sacred beast techniques?

Baihu saw through Han Feng's thoughts and shook his head.

"I did not learn the other three techniques, but the things in the treasure vault were entrusted to me by the Great Emperor before he left to be placed there."

The white tiger said.

"This……"

Han Feng was at a loss for words. Was this considered embezzlement?

The White Tiger chuckled self-deprecatingly at this moment.

"It was indeed my fault. I shouldn't have learned this stuff, and I shouldn't have even thought about it."

Chapter 486 Return to the Mainland

The white tiger slowly raised its paw, pointing to its own body—a body covered in wounds, with faint black mist swirling around it, as if something was eroding it.

"See that? This is the consequence of cultivating the Three Corpses Severing Dao Scripture."

Baihu's voice was low and heavy, "Back then, the situation was critical. I knew this technique was dangerous, but I still chose to cultivate it, just to break through the limits and buy the Emperor a chance... Unfortunately, I failed."

Han Feng's heart skipped a beat: "Senior, you..."

The White Tiger slowly closed its eyes, as if recalling the past: "I severed my good corpse, and my strength increased dramatically, but I was also corrupted by evil thoughts. In the end... I killed the Black Tortoise and seized its origin."

Han Feng's pupils suddenly contracted.

"Ironically, it was the power of Xuanwu's origin that allowed me to barely regain a sliver of my sanity," Baihu said with a wry smile. "But it was only enough to suppress evil thoughts. Once I break free of the restraints, I'm afraid... I'll be controlled by evil thoughts again."

Han Feng remained silent for a long time before finally asking, "Then what is so special about this cultivation technique?"

The White Tiger opened its eyes, its turbid pupils staring at Han Feng: "The Three Corpses Severing Dao Scripture, sever the three corpses, transcend the self. With each corpse severed, your strength will increase dramatically, but with each corpse severed, you will also lose a part of 'yourself'."

"The good corpse represents your good thoughts. After cutting it off, you will become cold and ruthless; the evil corpse represents your evil thoughts. After cutting it off, you will lose your desires and ambitions; and the last corpse—'my corpse'—is your true self. Cutting it off may allow you to enter the highest realm, but it may also... completely lose yourself."

Han Feng's heart sank: "Then... after practicing this technique, can I stop?"

White Tiger shook his head: "Once you start, it's like an arrow on a bowstring, there's no turning back. You can only keep cutting until you succeed... or die."

Han Feng remained silent.

The white tiger looked at him and slowly said, "Now, you still have a choice. If you are unwilling to cultivate this technique, I can send you away, but..."

"But what?" Han Feng looked up.

The White Tiger said calmly, "But even if you don't cultivate, the Heart Demon Emperor has already set his sights on you and on the Dou Qi Continent. You can't escape, and neither can the Dou Qi Continent."

Han Feng clenched his fist and calmly said, "Is there no other way to go?"

The white tiger shook its head.

Han Feng closed his eyes, and images of Yao Lao, Lin Xian'er, Zi Yan, Gu Xun'er, and others flashed through his mind, along with the terrifying power of the Heart Demon Emperor.

After a long while, he opened his eyes, his gaze resolute: "I will cultivate."

The white tiger stared at him and slowly said, "Are you sure?"

"Confirmed," Han Feng said in a deep voice.

Baihu was silent for a moment, then suddenly changed the subject: "Before that, you must first practice my technique, the 'White Tiger War God Record'."

Han Feng was taken aback: "The Record of the White Tiger War God? Didn't we already obtain the items from the Great Emperor's Treasury? Why do we need to learn this?"

Baihu said calmly, "What I have is just a rubbing; the real original is in the Great Emperor's Treasury. Although the rubbing has the same content, the original may still contain some kind of secret."

"However, to open the Great Emperor's Treasury, you need at least the Supreme cultivation level, that is, the Dou Di level," the White Tiger continued. "Even if you gather all four major cultivation techniques now, you still won't be able to open it. Therefore, first cultivate the 'White Tiger War God Record' to prepare for the future."

Han Feng nodded: "I understand."

The white tiger let out a low roar, and its body suddenly burst forth with dazzling golden light.

Countless sharp, knife-like metallic energies intertwined in space, transforming into a profound array that enveloped Han Feng.

"The Record of the White Tiger War God is all about killing and conquest, and it draws upon the sharpness of the Geng metal of the West."

The White Tiger's voice echoed through the formation, steady as a bell, "Your fire attribute is too strong, you need to pass the 'Golden Spear Body Forging' test first."

Before he finished speaking, thousands of golden rays suddenly materialized, transforming into swords, spears, and halberds, and crashing down on Han Feng's vital points!

Han Feng circulated his fighting spirit rapidly, attempting to set up a protective aura, but those golden spears seemed to ignore all defenses and pierced directly into his soul!

"This is..." Han Feng groaned, cold sweat dripping down his forehead.

"Fire may overcome metal, but true metal is not afraid of being refined by fire." The figure of the white tiger appeared and disappeared in the golden light. "Use your strange fire to fight against it, and comprehend the true meaning of Geng metal in the midst of destruction."

Upon hearing this, Han Feng immediately activated the Sea Heart Flame.

The clash between the azure flames and the golden light produced a series of metallic clangs! To his astonishment, the strange fire was cleaved in two by the golden spear, showing no advantage whatsoever!

"—Not enough!" the White Tiger roared. "The metal element is extremely strong and sharp; your flames are too mixed, too weak, too chaotic!"

Han Feng gritted his teeth, and all fourteen different kinds of strange fire within his body circulated simultaneously.

Fourteen flames intertwined, mixed yet orderly, ultimately transforming into a ball of primordial chaos fire in the palm of the hand.

When the golden spear struck again, the flames emitted a sword-like cry, and a metallic luster faintly appeared within the firelight!

The white tiger's eyes blazed with a sharp light as he said in a deep voice, "That's more like it!"

"But that's still not enough, keep going!"

For the next forty-nine days, Han Feng struggled to reshape himself amidst the relentless torment of both his soul and body.

One day, his entire right arm was severed by a golden spear, but when he used a strange fire to reconnect it, he discovered that the regenerated part of the severed arm was flashing with a cold, metallic light.

Gradually, his fighting spirit began to become sharper, and he could cleave through the void with every move he made!

On the morning of the forty-ninth day, Han Feng opened his eyes.

A faint golden vertical line appeared in his pupils, and a powerful aura of Geng metal seeped from his pores.

As he exhaled a breath of turbid air, the golden dust gathered in the air and transformed into hundreds of miniature weapons, swirling around him with a chilling killing intent!

"It's done."

Baihu nodded and said, "It's not bad that you've mastered the basics in two months."

The next second, the white tiger stomped its front paw, the earth cracked open, and space twisted violently.

An ancient battlefield appeared before their eyes, with a blood-red setting sun hanging in the sky. Countless metal puppets crawled out from the ground, their bodies gleaming with a chilling light, and all of them were at the mid-to-high level of Dou Sheng.

"Next is the live-fire exercise." Baihu's voice echoed in the sky. "Remember, the master of wealth is both ruthless and transformative—only through destruction and reconstruction can true strength be revealed!"

Han Feng laughed loudly, flames exploded beneath his feet, and he charged into the enemy ranks like a golden rainbow.

The flames in his hand quickly condensed into a platinum longsword. For the first time, the strange fire and the golden spear truly merged, and wherever they passed, the puppets shattered!

When he shattered the last puppet, the entire battlefield collapsed, turning into a sky full of golden energy that surged into Han Feng's body.

A phantom of a white tiger slowly rose behind him, roaring angrily to the sky!

The white tiger finally showed a satisfied expression.

However, the white tiger quickly suppressed his smile.

When Han Feng looked over, the white tiger had already withdrawn its power and returned to its original spot.

The white tiger's massive body trembled slightly, as if it were somewhat weak: "Now that you have mastered the basics of the 'White Tiger War God Record,' you can complete the subsequent cultivation on your own. Once you break through to the Supreme Realm, you can go and open the Great Emperor's Treasury."

"However, I will not tell you about the Emperor's Treasury for the time being, because since you have decided to cultivate the Three Corpses Slaying Dao Scripture, there is no point in going to the Emperor's Treasury if you do not cross those thresholds."

The white tiger spoke slowly.

Han Feng nodded.

"Then, how should we practice this technique now?"

Having just mastered the "White Tiger War God Record," Han Feng's offensive techniques had improved significantly, and his overall strength had also increased considerably, giving him more confidence.

However, instead of directly telling Han Feng how to cultivate, the White Tiger said:

"Before you begin practicing the Three Corpses Slaying Dao Scripture, I suggest you take care of your own affairs first."

Han Feng asked in confusion, "What do you mean?"

Baihu looked at him meaningfully and said, "After you sever your corpse, many of your thoughts... may change. So, while you are still 'yourself,' finish what you need to do."

Han Feng's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately understood what Bai Hu meant—after severing the good corpse, he might become cold and ruthless, and might even no longer care about past grudges, and instead do things that go against his original intentions.

"I understand." Han Feng took a deep breath. "I will return to the Dou Qi Continent first and settle everything."

White Tiger nodded: "Go ahead, come find me when you're ready."

Han Feng solemnly clasped his hands in a fist salute, then turned and left.

Baihu watched his retreating figure, a complex look flashing in his cloudy eyes.

"I hope... you won't repeat my mistakes."

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After leaving the White Tiger Starfield, Han Feng activated the short-distance spatial array he had previously set up and, after several days, finally arrived at Tianyao Star.

As soon as they stepped into the planet's territory, the spirit of the Heavenly Medicine came to greet them personally.

Upon seeing Han Feng, his body trembled slightly, and surprise welled up in his eyes without any attempt to hide it.

"Han Feng, you... have gotten stronger again?"

His tone was full of disbelief.

You must know that as a five-star Dou Sheng, I have reached my current level after countless years of time and endless trials.

The human before him had, in just a few short years, transformed from a cultivator who still needed to challenge those of higher levels into a being whose very gaze made him feel oppressed and even fearful.

That's simply...outrageous.

The spirit of the celestial medicine murmured to itself, but then quickly felt relieved.

If Han Feng weren't such a prodigy, how could I have been subdued by him and served him in the first place?

Han Feng glanced at him, his voice calm: "Qingyun, how are you now?"

The spirit of the celestial medicine regained its senses and its tone softened slightly: "She is in very good condition. In my judgment, she will be able to wake up in another six months."

He paused, then said in a low voice, "But..."