Chapter 988 The Perfect White Tiger Body

Hearing Bai Guang say this, Ye Yuan was once again baffled.

Bai Guang was truly a rare breed—his bloodline was overwhelmingly powerful, yet his origins were utterly untraceable.

Of course, the ones that resembled him most were still the Radiant White Tiger clan.

"Hey, big brother, look—between the 764th and 766th generations, there's a missing spirit tablet. Could it be that the patriarch of the Dark Demon Tiger clan from that generation died unexpectedly?" Bai Guang asked curiously.

Ye Yuan looked and saw that it was indeed so.

Logically speaking, for a powerhouse as strong as the patriarch of the Heavenly Demon Tiger clan, unless a major upheaval had occurred within the clan, an unexpected death was virtually impossible.

"That patriarch did not die unexpectedly; he left the Heavenly Demon Tiger clan and never returned."

The sudden voice startled both Ye Yuan and Bai Guang.

"Who's there!" Ye Yuan's face darkened.

With his strength, someone had approached without him noticing—how could he not be alarmed?

A middle-aged man in a white robe slowly emerged from the depths of the mausoleum and came before Ye Yuan and Bai Guang.

"Are you... the tomb keeper?" Ye Yuan asked.

He had heard from Fang Xiao that there were extremely powerful tomb keepers in this ancestral spirit land. Now it seemed that this middle-aged man was one of them.

As for the depth of this middle-aged man's strength, Ye Yuan could not see through it at all!

The white-robed middle-aged man did not answer Ye Yuan's question, but said calmly, "Dragon clan royal bloodline, the state of unity between heaven and man—a pity, your realm is a bit low. Still, the Sacred Dragon Token has been lost for over a hundred thousand years, yet it has fallen into your hands! It seems that you, young man, may be bearing the mandate of heaven!"

With every word the white-robed middle-aged man spoke, Ye Yuan's astonishment grew.

It seemed that before this white-robed middle-aged man, he was as transparent as glass!

Fortunately, the man had not seen through the Haotian Stele or the Soul-Calming Pearl. Otherwise, Ye Yuan would truly have nowhere to hide.

"Hmph! Playing tricks! Who exactly are you?" Bai Guang snorted coldly.

He too was greatly surprised—this man had seen through his big brother's secrets at a single glance.

But the white-robed middle-aged man did not answer; instead, he turned to look at Bai Guang, scrutinizing him carefully, as if admiring a work of art!

Even though Bai Guang was thick-skinned, he felt a chill run down his spine under that gaze.

"Not bad! Truly not bad! Even in the Age of the Divine Path, a complete White Tiger body had never appeared! Who would have thought that in this degenerate age, a perfect White Tiger body would be born!" the white-robed middle-aged man exclaimed in admiration.

Bai Guang was completely baffled, but he gathered that he seemed to possess a remarkable White Tiger body.

Ye Yuan, however, trembled all over, his eyes wide as he stared at Bai Guang in disbelief.

"Perfect White Tiger body! So it's the perfect White Tiger body! I've been such a fool—I should have thought of it long ago!" Ye Yuan threw back his head and stamped his foot.

Bai Guang was even more confused: "Big brother, what are you two talking about? What exactly is a perfect White Tiger body?"

The white-robed middle-aged man looked at Ye Yuan with profound meaning, somewhat surprised: "You actually know about the perfect White Tiger body? I thought only we, the tomb keepers of the Four Divine Beasts, knew of this secret of the divine domain!"

Ye Yuan had read about the perfect White Tiger body in an ancient text, but the description there was vague, so he had never recalled it.

In fact, Ye Yuan dared not even imagine that Bai Guang could be the legendary perfect White Tiger body!

"Although the Four Divine Beasts now have many branches, countless eons ago they shared a common ancestor—the Azure Dragon of the East, the White Tiger of the West, the Vermilion Bird of the South, and the Black Tortoise of the North. Initially, the Four Symbols Divine Beasts did not refer to a race, but... specifically to these four terrifying divine path powerhouses. They were the progenitors of the current Four Divine Beast races, and the true pure-blooded Four Divine Beasts. The later Four Divine Beasts, though also called the Four Divine Beasts, were far inferior to the progenitors in terms of bloodline purity. Among them, there is a constitution closest to the pure-blooded Four Divine Beasts—it is called the perfect Four Symbols Divine Beast body!" Ye Yuan explained eloquently.

Hearing Ye Yuan's explanation, Bai Guang was also startled.

"Big brother, are you saying... I am the perfect White Tiger body among these perfect Four Symbols Divine Beast bodies?" Bai Guang asked in astonishment.

Ye Yuan smiled bitterly: "I only read a few words about it in an ancient text. As for whether you are, I dare not be certain. But from what he says, you should be."

The white-robed middle-aged man said with a faint smile: "If he weren't a perfect White Tiger body, do you think you two would still be standing here talking?"

Ye Yuan was taken aback. This white-robed middle-aged man's strength was indeed the greatest he had ever seen.

Even against powerhouses at the level of the Ten Great Divine Kings, Ye Yuan could not be sure of gaining the upper hand.

Perhaps within this ancestral spirit land, they were even stronger than the Ten Great Divine Kings!

With all his knowledge, Ye Yuan had never known that such powerful beings existed in the divine domain.

"But isn't this the ancestral spirit land of the Heavenly Demon Tiger clan? What does his being a perfect White Tiger body have to do with you?" Ye Yuan asked irritably.

The tomb keeper snorted: "This is not the ancestral spirit land of the Heavenly Demon Tiger clan, but the ancestral spirit land of the White Tiger clan! The Heavenly Demon Tiger clan is merely a branch of the White Tiger clan! In this degenerate age, we tomb keepers are too lazy to bother with such matters, so we reluctantly allow the strong of the Heavenly Demon Tiger clan to enter the ancestral spirit land to sit in meditation before death."

"What! The Heavenly Demon Tiger clan is a branch of the White Tiger clan? How is that possible!"

Bai Guang nearly jumped up upon hearing such a secret.

After all, the Heavenly Demon Tiger clan and the White Tiger clan had been mortal enemies since the Age of the Divine Path. The two tiger clans had been slaughtering each other for countless years.

Now the tomb keeper said that the Heavenly Demon Tiger clan was a branch of the White Tiger clan—how could he not be shocked?

The tomb keeper said disdainfully: "Why is it impossible? The dragon clan has a saying: 'A dragon begets nine sons, each different.' The same is true for the White Tiger clan. If the Heavenly Demon Tiger clan were not a branch of the White Tiger clan, how could they have contended with the current White Tiger clan for so many years? Your lineage claims to be orthodox, but in truth, you are just one branch of the progenitor! Let's not talk about you and me; the other clansmen have only incomplete bloodlines!"

Bai Guang drew a cold breath. What he had heard today overturned everything he had always believed.

In fact, it wasn't just him—even Ye Yuan was greatly astonished.

Ye Yuan could certainly be considered well-versed in both ancient and modern knowledge, yet he had never heard that the Heavenly Demon Tiger clan and the White Tiger clan actually shared the same origin!