Ji Tianxing stood stiffly in front of the tomb of the god, his expression extremely complicated.
After a long silence, he took a deep breath and suppressed the shock in his heart.
In his mind, he called out with his spiritual thoughts: "Zangtian! Wake up quickly, I have something important to ask you."
After a while, Zangtian's voice sounded in his mind.
"What's the matter?"
"Have you... heard of the White Dragon God?" Ji Tianxing asked in a strange tone.
Zangtian was silent for a while, and then said with a sudden tone: "Oh, you're talking about Xiaobai, right?"
"What Xiaobai?" Ji Tianxing was stunned for a moment, pointed to the huge tombstone, and said: "I saw a divine tomb in the divine ruins, belonging to the White Dragon God.
It is clearly written on the tombstone that the White Dragon God Lord took the Sword God as his master, soared to the upper world with the Sword God, and became the White Dragon God Lord."
Hearing this, Zangtian's tone was a little thoughtful, and he explained slowly: "White Dragon God Lord, that's just his title, few people call him that.
The Sword God and I, as well as those people back then, all called him Xiao Bai, or Butler Bai."
"Butler Bai?" Ji Tianxing frowned again and asked in confusion: "What do you mean? Is he the butler of the Sword God?"
"Of course." Zangtian said without hesitation: "Xiaobai shamelessly pestered the Sword God, insisting on following the Sword God, and seeking life and death as a servant of the Sword God.
Later, this kid claimed to be the butler of the Sword God, but the Sword God didn't bother to explain, so he just let him go."
"..." Ji Tianxing looked at the tombstone in astonishment, unable to dare those few lines of dark golden characters.
He really couldn't connect an extremely powerful divine king with a shameless boy.
After a moment of silence, he asked with his spiritual thoughts: "Zang Tian, can you explain what is going on?"
Zangtian thought for a moment and explained: "My memory is a bit incomplete, I can't remember many things clearly, I can only remember a few things.
Back then, the Sword God opened a dojo in Tianzhu Mountain and challenged all the martial arts saints in the world.
One day, a boy who called himself the White Dragon Sword Master walked into Tianzhu Mountain arrogantly and wanted to challenge the sword god.
Later, the sword god defeated the kid with only two moves.
The boy was impressed by the Sword God's supreme swordsmanship and was so shocked that he stayed in Tianzhu Mountain and refused to leave.
He pestered the Sword God all day long, asking the Sword God to accept him as his disciple.
The sword god said he would not accept disciples, so he shamelessly wanted to be a servant.
The Sword God ordered people to drive him down the mountain, so he knelt outside the door of the Sword God's room for nine days and nine nights.
Later, that boy became the Sword God's servant and regarded himself as the butler..."
After hearing Zangtian's words, Ji Tianxing showed a strange expression on his face and looked at the tomb of the god and the tombstone again.
"I really didn't expect that this White Dragon God Lord would have such an 'interesting' story."
At this time, Zangtian added another sentence and said in a solemn tone: "However, Xiaobai's loyalty to the Sword God is unquestionable, and he is also the Sword God's right-hand man.
This kid is actually an incredible talent with top-notch talents and qualifications.
However, before meeting the Sword God, he could only stimulate 20% of his talent and potential by groping and practicing alone.
It was the Sword God who helped him unleash all his potential, so that in just a few hundred years, he could become a divine king who dominated the world.
It’s a pity that in the end, he was killed by a traitor in order to protect the Sword God... Alas!"
At the end of the sentence, Zang Tian sighed heavily.
Ji Tianxing also felt a little heavy, and quickly asked: "Zang Tian, Sword God, what happened to you and the White Dragon God in the upper world?
Didn’t the Sword God become the God-King across the galaxy? Why did he still fall?”
Zangtian was silent for a moment, and then said in a low tone: "I haven't been able to recover the memory about the upper world, I only have some scattered scenes, and I can't explain it clearly.
Now is not the time to discuss this, let’s talk about it later when we have the opportunity.”
After saying that, Zangtian became silent and seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep again.
Ji Tianxing couldn't help but keep asking further, so he could only suppress his doubts in his heart.
He looked at the White Dragon God's Tomb with burning eyes and bowed to the God's Tomb.
Then, he began to use his mind to communicate with the White Dragon God's Tomb and sense the breath in the God's Tomb.
"The White Dragon God is the servant of the Sword God, and I am the successor of the Sword God. If he has leftover divine power or inheritance, I should be able to sense it, right?
Moreover, he died a thousand years ago, so it was only a short time ago.
If there is any divine power or inheritance left behind, it should be relatively powerful and be of great benefit to me..."
Ji Tianxing thought to himself, trying his best to control his mind and concentrate on communicating with the tomb of the gods.
Time passes silently.
Unknowingly, half an hour passed.
After countless attempts, Ji Tianxing finally made a discovery.
His mind sensed that there was a weak fluctuation of soul power deep in the tomb of the White Dragon God.
"It's actually a fluctuation in soul power? Not a breath of divine power?"
Ji Tianxing immediately frowned, a flash of light flashing in his eyes.
"Could it be that the White Dragon God Lord didn't leave behind any divine power or inheritance, but retained a trace of his soul?"
He quickly approached the wave of soul power with his mind, communicated with it patiently, and observed silently.
After a while, he was finally sure.
That weak force is just a ray of remnant soul!
This discovery surprised Ji Tianxing.
"It is indeed the remnant soul of the White Dragon God! How great!
Even if a powerful god like him dies, he can still retain a trace of his soul.
As long as there is still a residual soul, there is still hope of rebirth!"
Therefore, Ji Tianxing tried his best to release his mind, wrapped up the remaining soul, and moved it out of the tomb of the god little by little.
This process is very slow, difficult, and extremely taxing on the mind.
It took Ji Tianxing an entire hour to lead the remnant soul out of the tomb of the gods.
"Whoa!"
A ball of light white light flew out from the tomb of the god and landed in front of Ji Tianxing.
Ji Tianxing's mind was extremely exhausted and his physical strength was almost exhausted. He immediately collapsed on the ground, panting violently.
Even so, he stared at the white light group in front of him with a happy smile on his face.
"Bailong, Bailong, you are lucky enough to have met me...
Don’t worry, I will try my best to help you be reborn!”
After that, Ji Tianxing rummaged through the space ring for a while and found an exquisite and gorgeous golden jade bottle.
This palm-sized jade vase was one of the gifts given to him by Hong Chengtian, and it was called the Glazed Vase.
Although it is just an empty vase, it is also a powerful calamity-level magic weapon that can store mana, soul and all kinds of weird things.
Ji Tianxing cast a spell to open the glass vase, releasing a dense white light and sucking in the remaining soul of the white dragon.
The remnant soul of the white dragon was unconscious and of course would not resist. It was immediately put into a glass vase.
Ji Tianxing put away the vase with satisfaction, sat down and rested for a while, then continued climbing to the top of the mountain.