Fighting: Xiao Yan at full level, leading the whole match

Chapter 61: Four Sacred Sects, Xuanming White Tiger
Looking at the ice spear that was shooting towards him again, Xiao Yan's expression remained unchanged. He flipped his hand again, and another palm-sized dark white flame spear condensed.

However, after condensing this Spear of the God of Fire, his face finally turned a little paler.

Although his control over flames has reached perfection, and even with the strength of a small fighter, his means of manipulating flames are not inferior to that of the current Yao Lao, the consumption of fighting spirit and soul power is real after all.

If it weren't for the huge soul power, it would have been very good for Xiao Yan to activate the Spear of the Flame God just with the little fighting spirit in his body.

Even with the support of soul power comparable to that of a fourth-grade alchemist, after activating the Spear of the Flame God three times, the Dou Qi in Xiao Yan's body was still almost exhausted. This was when his Dou Qi was more powerful and pure than that of fighters at the same level.

Although high-level fighting skills are powerful, the energy consumption is also quite terrifying.

As the last Flame God's Spear shot out, a bone-chilling chill was already hitting Xiao Yan, causing his hands and feet to feel slightly stiff.

The temperature here is really too low. If it weren't for the fact that his fighting spirit is far purer than that of ordinary people and he also has a wisp of bone spirit cold fire protecting his body, it wouldn't take long for him to be frozen into an ice sculpture by the cold air in this ancient tomb.

After all, when the White Tiger Venerable was setting up this ancient tomb, he probably wouldn't have thought that there would be someone with such a weak level of fighter coming here to venture in.

Given how cold it is here, an ordinary fighter would probably be frozen into an ice sculpture within half an hour.

While mobilizing the last bit of his Dou Qi to resist the cold and refining the two Qi-restoring pills, Xiao Yan's eyes remained calm as he looked at the battlefield.

The palm-sized flaming spear was still as powerful as before. With just one move, the icy spear and the ice man were instantly melted into mist.

Fifth level, passed!

For ordinary strong people, even those top talents, it is very difficult to pass the fourth or even fifth level.

Even if it was Xiao Yan in his previous life, facing a trial of this difficulty, in the end he would probably only have the hope of passing the fifth level of the trial by relying on the Buddha's Fury Lotus.

Being able to reach this level can actually be said to be invincible among the same class. After all, the fifth level is facing the memory of a semi-saint with a cultivation level at least two stars higher than oneself.

Unfortunately, Xiao Yan is now a reborn person with the memory of the Lord.

Although the Semi-Saints are very powerful, they are still just like ants in front of the Master, or even in front of the Dou Emperor.

Therefore, although Xiao Yan had passed the test that Venerable White Tiger described as being as difficult as ascending to heaven so easily, there was no pride on his face. Instead, he just looked at the dozens of light balls flying in the sky with a little anticipation.

"Fifth floor, passed!"

Along with an old voice with a hint of surprise, an illusory old figure finally appeared in front of Xiao Yan.

The appearance of this person was exactly the same as the old man in the statue behind him. At this moment, the old shadow looked at Xiao Yan with a hint of surprise and astonishment.

“I never thought that the many treasures I left here would be obtained by a mere fighter.

And you, a mere fighter, actually have such a heaven-defying ability, through the five layers of ice mirror image set up by this deity."

Xiao Yan did not show the slightest surprise at the slightest emotion shown by this afterimage. After all, he was a semi-saint level warrior. Even if only such a memory was left behind, it would still be able to retain some spirituality.

As for strong ones like the Pure Lotus Demon Saint, their memories are like souls and are no different from those of real people.

"It was just a fluke."

Xiao Yan clasped his fists towards the old man with a slightly awkward smile on his face.

It seemed that he no longer cared about such a weak Semi-Saint after he turned forty. By that time, he had already become an existence that the Semi-Saints had to look up to.

However, thinking that he still had to rely on the legacy of the person in front of him to improve his strength, Xiao Yan felt that there was nothing wrong in being polite to such a powerful deceased person.

I'm just a little bit uncomfortable.

“Hahaha, no need to say more. Although you are not a practitioner of ice attributes, and you can’t even practice my main inheritance, but you can pass the fifth level of ice mirror image. Your potential may be stronger than mine back then.”

The old man looked at Xiao Yan with a smile, his eyes full of satisfaction. The fourth and fifth ice mirror images he left behind would have been difficult to defeat even when he was younger. The young man in front of him was able to defeat these two mirror images, which clearly showed that he had extraordinary potential.

After hesitating for a moment, the old man finally spoke slowly.

“My name is White Tiger Venerable, and I am the Grand Elder of the Four Sacred Sects of the Southwestern Continent. Because I have an eighth-rank magical beast, the Mysterious White Tiger, under my scepter, I am also honored as White Tiger Venerable. Some people also like to call me White Tiger Saint.

Of course, even though I am a half-saint, I am not a true Dou Sheng after all, so I prefer to regard myself as a venerable. "

In response to the latter's words which sounded like a self-introduction, Xiao Yan could only nod helplessly.

While refining the Qi-restoring pill to restore the internal Qi to resist the severe cold in the ancient tomb, he listened attentively to the old man's chattering.

As for Yao Lao's soul power, he didn't dare to activate it now, for fear that the soul power would conflict with the memory. By then, a big battle would be a small matter, but he was afraid that the other party might still have some tricks left.

Xiao Yan currently does not have the ability to fight against the remaining means of a semi-saint.

After chattering in front of Xiao Yan for about five minutes, the White Tiger Venerable's expression finally became a little serious.

"As the Grand Elder of the Four Saints Sect, I have left more than half of my life savings in the sect. Only some of the treasures I have obtained have been stored in this cemetery."

“I thought they were going to be given one by one to those who came later with the opportunity, but I didn’t expect you to break in alone and even make it all the way to the fifth floor.

Lucky little guy, it looks like all the treasures I have harvested will be given to you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Venerable White Tiger waved his sleeves, and the halos on the dozens of light balls dissipated one after another, revealing the treasures inside.

At this moment, Xiao Yan's gaze was looking at the various treasures in the sky with great burning intent.

Scrolls, pills, magic cores and all kinds of rare treasures were scattered all over the place. With Xiao Yan's keen eyesight, he could naturally see that each of these items was quite extraordinary.

The White Tiger Venerable simply waved his hand, and two streams of light appeared among the many treasures and finally fell steadily into his hands.

“I was born in the Four Saints Sect, and I practiced the sect’s high-level earth-level technique, the White Tiger Netherworld Art. But when I resigned from the position of Grand Elder and wandered around the continent, I encountered the Mysterious Netherworld White Tiger under my saddle.

Therefore, in the few years that followed, I created the White Tiger Mysterious Netherworld Art based on the White Tiger Netherworld Art, which is more suitable for ice-attribute fighting spirit practitioners. This technique is also a high-level earth-level technique.

This scroll contains my White Tiger Mysterious Secret, and also contains my self-created Earth-level fighting skills to go with it.

It can be said that this item is the fruit of my life's hard work."

As soon as he finished speaking, Venerable White Tiger ejected the scroll into Xiao Yan's hands.

If you can cultivate to the level of Dou Zun or even higher in the future, I hope you can send this White Tiger Mysterious Secret back to the Four Saints Sect, so that I can make one last contribution to the sect."

Hearing this, Xiao Yan simply nodded slightly, and bowed to the White Tiger Venerable, saying: "If there is a chance in the future, I will definitely send this White Tiger Mysterious Nether Art back to the Four Sacred Sects."

"Haha, then I feel relieved."

The memory of Venerable White Tiger laughed, and with a wave of his hand, another stream of light fell into his hand.

A closer look revealed that it was a strange badge with a white tiger carved on it. The badge was made of a strange metal, and although it was just a badge, if you looked at it for a long time, you could feel that there seemed to be a ferocious white tiger lurking inside it.

“Although my life span had come to an end, the Xuanming White Tiger under my saddle had not. Therefore, I released it back to the Magic Beast Mountain Range, allowing it to reign supreme there.

But now that you have become the successor of the deity, you can naturally summon the Xuanming White Tiger out of the mountain again.

Before I passed away, I made a pact with him, asking him to protect my successor for ten years.

If you go there with this badge, he will probably accept it."

“Haha, I’m afraid that’s a bit difficult.”

There was no expression on Xiao Yan's face, but he muttered a few words in his heart.

When he returned to the Jia Ma Empire after becoming the emperor, almost all the powerful and influential people in the entire Northwest Continent came to see him. Among them, there was not a single Xuanming White Tiger with the strength of the eighth level.

However, there were two seventh-rank Xuanming White Tigers who came to join them. According to Xiao Yan's memory, perhaps in the hundreds of years since the death of the White Tiger Venerable, the Xuanming White Tiger had reached the end of its lifespan, or something had happened.

However, although the eighth-level Xuanming White Tiger is no longer there, Xiao Yan needs to have a good contact with the two seventh-level white tigers.

The Demon Beast Mountain Range now seems to be ruled by these brothers and sisters, and the spiritual fire of all beasts seems to be in the hands of these two people.

Just as he was thinking this in his mind, he saw the White Tiger Venerable waving his hand again, and the Ice Soul Heart Lotus above the Ice Spirit Cold Pond swayed in the wind.

“The reason why I built a cemetery here was because I discovered an icy cold spring here.

To be honest, this is probably the only thing that can be considered the most precious treasure.

Of course, the Ice Soul Heart Lotus that was born in the Ice Spirit Cold Spring is also extremely precious. Even if I were at the peak of my powers, I would still take this treasure very seriously."

Hearing this, Xiao Yan couldn't help but nodded slightly.

The Ice Spirit Cold Spring is indeed an extremely rare spiritual eye of heaven and earth before becoming a Douluo Saint. Many sects that mainly practice ice-attributed Douluo would rise several times faster if they had an Ice Spirit Cold Spring.

This kind of blessed land is quite rare even for semi-saints. If one is lucky enough to find an icy cold spring, it is equivalent to obtaining an almost endless treasure.

This can be seen from the Ice Soul Heart Lotus that has been nurtured in the Ice Spirit Cold Spring.

“These three items are the most precious things in this old man’s tomb. Of course, the other items are not ordinary either.

However, with your current strength, it is best not to let anyone see any of it, otherwise, luck will turn into misfortune."

Hearing the words of Venerable White Tiger, Xiao Yan nodded with a slight sense of agreement.

Indeed, under normal circumstances, the treasures left behind by a semi-saint, even if they were just some small bits and pieces, would probably drive a Douhuang or Douzong crazy.

For a fighter, even if the worst treasure in this ancient tomb were to be leaked out, it would be a terrible fatal disaster.

Even the White Tiger Venerable had never thought that his inheritance would be obtained by a fighter.

However, what he could not have imagined was that the fighter in front of him, who looked young or even childish, was actually the reincarnation of a powerful warrior who was far more powerful than him.

"Haha, with so many treasures, as long as you don't show off, perhaps many years later, there will be another Dou Zun strongman on the Douqi Continent."

Venerable White Tiger still smiled, but his figure became increasingly illusory.

"It is indeed a happy thing to find a young man who is better than me when I was young."

As he finished speaking, his figure became more and more illusory, and finally disappeared completely between heaven and earth under Xiao Yan's gaze.

Looking at this scene, Xiao Yan couldn't help but be slightly stunned. In the end, he couldn't help but clasped his fists and bowed to the tall statue of the old man.

Although his realm is actually much higher than this guy's, the first real cultivation resource since his rebirth still came from this old man.

Therefore, after receiving such a generous gift from the latter, Xiao Yan would naturally bow to him with his fists clasped.

After death, most powerful people will leave their lifelong inheritance in the sect or family. It is quite rare for someone to leave some important items in other places like this old man did.

“Perhaps this old fellow has not returned to the sect because of some unavoidable difficulties or other reasons.”

Some guesses flashed through his mind, and Xiao Yan shook his head slightly. No matter what the reason was, at least there was no danger in the inheritance of Lord White Tiger.

This was something he realized many years after he became an emperor and before he ascended to the great world.

It is for this reason that he would give priority to the inheritance of Lord White Tiger.

Otherwise, with his thorough knowledge of the Douqi Continent in his previous life, he would know exactly how many opportunities there are near the northwest continent.

However, the dangers hidden behind those opportunities meant that he could not be absolutely safe even with the spiritual power of Yao Lao.

"The Four Sacred Sects?"

A thought flashed through his mind, and Xiao Yan was not at all unfamiliar with this sect.

The Four Saints Sect was a powerful sect jointly established by four Dou Sheng powerful men in ancient times. He had only seen it a few times in his previous life after he became an emperor.

The strength of the Four Sacred Sects is enough to rank first in the Southwestern Continent.

Even in today's Zhongzhou, only Danta and Soul Palace can suppress it.

At this moment, the figure of the White Tiger Venerable has completely disappeared, which means that this powerful man has completely disappeared in the Douqi Continent.

"However, this old guy doesn't seem to have hidden his body here."

After the thought flashed through his mind, Xiao Yan couldn't help but shook his head slightly.

You have already received so many benefits from others, so please stop paying attention to their corpses.

But to be honest, the body of a semi-saint is really suitable for Yao Lao.

After completely clearing away the distracting thoughts in his mind, Xiao Yan turned his gaze back to the various treasures floating around the statue.

Taking a deep breath, Yao Lao's soul power finally wrapped around Xiao Yan's body again.

With a slight wave of his hand towards the treasures, a terrifying suction force appeared from Xiao Yan's palm, and finally absorbed all the treasures in front of him.

Looking at the many treasures floating in front of him, Xiao Yan finally revealed a satisfied smile.

(End of this chapter)