Fang Yan was slightly stunned, looking at it a little inexplicably, but soon, he thought of something, and a flash of ecstasy flashed in his eyes, and he looked at the giant tiger in disbelief.

"Did you pass the test?" He muttered, the corners of his mouth slowly curling, and a bright smile bloomed on his face. The boulder that had been pressing on my heart was finally put down.

The giant tiger lay down on the spot, its two forelimbs resting its head, and quietly looked at Fang Yan, looking extremely calm.

"Can I go over?" Fang Yan put away the smile on his face, stretched out his hand and pointed to the cave in front of him that was covered by the white mist, and asked softly.

Although the giant tiger had given up attacking, he still didn't dare to be careless. After all, he couldn't be sure if the giant tiger really intended to let him go.

The giant tiger's expression remained unchanged, lying quietly on the ground, blinking a pair of eyes full of spirituality, and did not make a sound.

"If you don't speak, I'll take you by default." The dialect muttered, and his steps moved slightly, and he walked cautiously towards the cave. As he walked, he focused all his attention on the giant tiger, as if he was afraid that it would suddenly unleash some terrifying attack.

Although the giant tiger did not use all its strength to attack him, the attack it had just launched was far from what he could resist. The pain he had suffered just now was no less than the suffering he had endured when he had cultivated the Golden Body Technique in the first place. There was no room for him to be careless, and if he was unprepared for such a blow, it was unknown whether he would be able to keep the order again.

To his great relief, he seemed to have really passed the test of the giant tiger, and he walked two or three feet away, and the giant tiger did not make any other moves, nor even look at him again.

Soon, the figure of the dialect appeared in front of the white mist.

Staring at the white mist in front of him with a solemn face, his mood became inexplicably nervous. After a moment, he slowly stretched out his palm and touched towards the white mist.

He was really worried that the white mist would be the same as the one encountered in the cave above. If this white fog is the same as the white fog encountered in front of the stone chambers above, then he really wants to cry without tears.

"What?" When his palm came into contact with the white mist, his face suddenly turned extremely pale, and a look of despair flashed in his eyes.

This white mist was really the same as the white mist he encountered in the cave above, it was very strong, and his palm couldn't penetrate it at all.

"How so?" Fang Yan took a step back a little weakly, looking at the white mist in a daze, his face like dead ashes.

Little did he know that what he feared most would eventually happen.

The existence of these white mist is indeed to protect this cave. After seeing the power of these white fogs in the cave above, he already knew clearly that with his strength, it was impossible to break through this white fog.

Don't...... Have all the pain you just suffered in vain? Fang Yan's eyes suddenly turned red, his fists were clenched, his nails pierced into his palms, and bright red blood droplets dripped down, but he didn't seem to know it.

"Ahh

Suddenly, he roared, and his palm was fiercely clenched, and the two spiritual weapons were held in his hands. Immediately after, his arms danced wildly, and one after another majestic vitality energy slammed towards the white mist like a flood of floods.

"Boom Boom ......"

"Boom Boom Boom Boom ......"

A deafening sound rang out in the cave, and even the earth under his feet seemed to tremble.

Beside him, the giant tiger turned its head to look at him, let out an inaudible roar from its mouth, and then turned its head away with an expressionless face. Apparently not interested in the mannerisms of the dialect.

Fang Yan clenched his teeth, his eyes breathed fire, as if he was enchanted, staring at the white mist in front of him, waving his hands like a machine, and fierce attacks kept coming out of his hands.

As for the giant tiger not far away, he completely forgot about it and didn't look at it again.

"Bang!"

In the midst of the deafening loud noise, a dull sound was extremely unusual, and it sounded clearly in this cave.

The enchanted dialect didn't notice the strange sound, and still waved his arms wildly. However, at this moment, the unexpected happened.

As soon as he waved his arms, he felt a terrifying aura rushing towards him, and before he could react, his thin body was overturned by this domineering aura, and flew straight upside down, hitting a stone wall three or four feet away.

"Ahem......"

Fang Yan snorted, then fell vertically, fell to the ground with a bang, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out directly, spilling on the ground dots, very dazzling.

"Ahem......"

Coughing lightly, he struggled to his feet, and looked gloomily at the white mist, as if trying to see clearly where that terrifying attack had come from.

However, at this glance, he completely stayed in place, his eyes wide open, staring ahead in disbelief.

The white mist has disappeared.

"This ...... How is this possible? Fang Yan looked shocked, and a look of disbelief appeared in his eyes.

This white fog has been breached?

He turned his head to look at the tiger, only to find that the tiger had fallen asleep at some point. It shouldn't have been the one who sent the attack.

"Really breached?" The corners of his mouth grinned, and he stood in place, still a little incredulous.

After a while, he suddenly came back to his senses and walked briskly.

Stretched out his hand and touched the cave about a foot long and wide, but there was no hindrance. He took a deep breath and sat down a little weakly, staring blankly at the cave, but with a satisfied smile on his face.

If he hadn't guessed wrong, that attack just now should have been the aftermath of the white mist shattering.

It turned out that this white fog was not the same as the white fog of the cave above. Fang Yan muttered, secretly saying that I should have thought of it a long time ago. The white fog of the cave above is much thicker than the white fog at the entrance of the cave, and standing there, you can't see the situation inside at all. And this white fog can see the interior of this empty cave.

It seems that the function of this white mist should be the same as that of this giant tiger, which exists to test the people who enter this cave. Otherwise, he would not have been able to break through this white mist.

Thinking of this, Fang Yan was really a little curious, is this seemingly empty cave an exit? Why isn't it enough to have this giant tiger?

With a long exhale, he turned his head to look at the tiger again, and seeing that it did not move, he stood up and carefully slipped into the cave.