Chapter 289: Divine Beast White Tiger

Jiang Yan was panting heavily from exhaustion. After all, carrying this incredibly heavy giant turtle shell and running around the world for several hours was still quite challenging.

Fortunately, this unreasonable combat method was mindless enough. Jiang Yan only needed to lock onto the [Law of the Jungle] and charge straight ahead, while others didn’t consider as much as he did.

With the Law Beast dead, Jiang Yan headed to the next world.

There were about six months left before the Four Directions Realm closed. It was said that by then, all outsiders would be swept away by spatial turbulence without a single exception.

As if meticulously calculated.

Jiang Yan still had doubts about this, but he had no leads, so he didn’t dwell on it further.

He had come to realize that besides outsiders like himself, the Four Directions Realm also harbored some lifeforms that had persisted since ancient times.

Some had lived for millions of years without perishing, their strength sufficient to shatter heaven and earth.

Others clung to life even in death, seeking various methods to prolong their existence.

Some continued through generations, either living alone or in groups.

The countless Small Worlds within the Four Directions Realm were filled with unknowns, much like the billions of stars in the Galactic Domain.

However, the Laws in the Four Directions Realm were dense, so the creatures encountered here were far stronger than those outside, and some species that no longer existed in the outside world were preserved here.

Jiang Yan traversed the Void, searching for those fully developed Great Worlds.

Generally, the more complete a world’s development, the denser its Laws, and the higher the probability of treasures being born.

Not only Jiang Yan, but other powerful beings also followed this principle when searching for treasures.

In the Four Directions Realm, Small Worlds were abundant, while Great Worlds were extremely rare. Once discovered, countless powerful beings would flock to them.

Half a month later.

After wandering for a long time, Jiang Yan finally found what the powerful considered an ideal Great World.

Opportunities and dangers likely lay hidden within.

Using the [Space Law], Jiang Yan broke through the world’s barrier. Though it still imposed a burden, it was manageable.

“Indeed, there’s a complete ecological chain here, with exotic flowers and rare herbs everywhere.”

Jiang Yan marveled, radiating his Spiritual Power to measure the surroundings but failing to detect any boundaries.

“Excellent, it’s vast enough.”

With the Sky-Severing Law enhancing him, Jiang Yan continuously distorted space as he sped along, achieving the legendary feat of shrinking the earth to inches. With a single step, he covered a distance of one hundred thousand meters.

“Unfortunately, the Law hasn’t reached Perfection yet. I’ve mastered all the theories, but my material foundation is insufficient, making it difficult to sustain its use for long periods.”

This was also why Xiao Chunwei had been so astonished when Jiang Yan had previously executed a Law Divine Ability.

Refining oneself through the Laws returns to the Martial Artist’s original form, Engraving Dharma Patterns imbued with one’s own attributes.

Dharma Patterns are profound, containing ultimate truths. If a Martial Artist possesses exceptional Comprehension Ability, they can learn Divine Abilities.

Jiang Yan, however, was the opposite. Despite his Laws not yet reaching Perfection, he could seize the creations of heaven and earth, glimpse Dharma Pattern Divine Abilities from a corner of the Law, and comprehend the ultimate truths to learn Divine Abilities in advance.

Such an extraordinary feat was what had left Xiao Chunwei so astonished, even suspecting that Jiang Yan had already broken through to the Martial God realm and was merely playing games with him.

The essence of Divine Abilities lies in the extension of Laws, and they can generally only be comprehended through one’s own Comprehension Ability. Others can offer a few words of advice but are of little help.

Because it’s almost impossible for anyone to understand your own Laws better than you do.

Of course, the Laws Jiang Yan secretly learned from the Demon Skeleton and the Sharp Ruler Tiger were exceptions.

This world was vast. After flying for half an hour, Jiang Yan finally sensed the sounds of battle ahead.

Where there is conflict, there are clashes of interest, and where there are clashes of interest, Jiang Yan will go to have a chat.

Wrapped in the Cosmic Great Deduction Dao Spirit, Jiang Yan could achieve an illusory effect without even needing to conceal himself.

This intangible and advanced aura was difficult to grasp; if Jiang Yan did not actively reveal himself, even standing right before others, he would be nearly impossible to detect.

Drawing closer, the specific form became visible.

“It’s actually a White Tiger?”

Jiang Yan was quite surprised, never expecting a creature long extinct in ancient texts to appear in the Four Directions Realm.

“The White Tiger has appeared both in my past life and now, a species nearly unparalleled across two different spaces. It shouldn’t be that weak, should it?”

Where his gaze fell.

The White Tiger stood with an imposing and majestic posture, its fierce tiger eyes glaring menacingly, faintly exuding an aura of a King. Its entire body was snow-white, with exceptionally sleek fur and robust, powerful lines, giving a strong sense of immense strength even from a distance.

However, although this White Tiger resembled the one recorded in texts, upon closer observation, one could see that the black stripes on its body were incomplete, broken and intermittent, with some areas entirely absent, leaving large patches of pure white fur.

“Legend has it that among the Four Divine Beasts, only the White Tiger once passed through the Galactic Domain, its black stripes smooth and continuous, certainly not broken and fragmented as they are now.”

It seemed this tiger was not the legendary Divine Beast White Tiger.

Jiang Yan then recalled the Four Symbols Formation he had secretly learned.

“The Black Tortoise Armor has been quite handy. Should I try substituting with pseudo-White Tiger Blood for now?”

Below, the fierce White Tiger swatted away a Martial God with one claw, then pounced on another, opening its bloody maw to bite down.

Behind it, a massive Phantom Image emerged, transforming into fangs as vast as a starry expanse.

Even Jiang Yan, watching from afar, was affected and had to use Space Law to escape the biting range.

“A low-level Martial God, unable to dodge in time, could only become food for the tiger’s jaws.”

Seeing that the Fierce Beast was too powerful to confront, the remaining few quickly employed their respective escape methods.

“Everyone, hold it off for now. I’ll go call for reinforcements!”

“Forget it. Whoever wants this treasure can have it. I’m not risking my life for it.”

Another person fled, unwilling to gamble with their life.

The White Tiger merely cast a disdainful glance at these insignificant beings before contentedly resuming its feast on the Martial God’s body.

Feeding time allowed no distraction for hunting. As a descendant of a Divine Beast, this White Tiger had always lived with refined precision.

With just one look, Jiang Yan reached a conclusion.

“Victory is possible through ambush, but head-on confrontation offers no chance of success.”

Those people had not yet forced out the White Tiger’s true depths, and the circulated encyclopedia contained no introduction to the White Tiger’s abilities. Without clarifying the White Tiger’s Realm and capabilities, Jiang Yan would absolutely not make a move.

He silently observed the White Tiger’s feeding posture, noticing a green vine hanging beside it, with a pale red fruit suspended at its tip.

The fruit appeared nearly ripe, and with the White Tiger persistently guarding it, Jiang Yan pieced together the earlier scene.

“That group fought the White Tiger, likely aiming for that fruit, but accidentally entered the White Tiger’s territory, resulting in heavy casualties.”

In the White Tiger’s eyes, there was a human-like contempt—it had merely been toying with those Martial Gods earlier.

This arrogant temperament somewhat resembled that Sharp Ruler Tiger in the Battle Space, which enjoyed teasing its opponents.

“Are tiger clans always this foolish?”

“Achoo!” Below, the tiger sneezed, startling the heavens and earth, darkening the skies with clouds and scattering blackbirds everywhere—a truly spectacular sight.

Jiang Yan took a deep look at the White Tiger, remaining expressionless.

Sure enough, those who had just left turned back, coaxing new powerful figures to intervene in the conflict.