Supreme Divine Book

At the bottom of the abyss, the mysterious tiger roar, the crystal palace.    

    

This scene was filled with the elements of a dream, making people feel as if it wasn't real, as if they were in an illusion. However, it just so happened that these scenes were real.    

    

At the entrance of the crystal palace, Han Chen stood there hesitantly. However, that kind of hesitation quickly turned into decisiveness.    

    

Han Chen was still Han Chen after all, and possessed a heart of martial arts that held no fear. He would not easily choose to retreat before he could smell danger.    

    

The mysterious tiger roars came from inside the palace, Han Chen wanted to know what was going on inside.    

    

Han Chen took a deep breath and walked up the steps of the palace gate. When he reached the main entrance, his footsteps paused slightly. It wasn't because he was afraid, but because his own origin soul couldn't enter before. It was likely that there was a restriction placed on the door.    

    

Han Chen carefully reached out his hand, trying to touch that layer of invisible seal.    

    

However, to his surprise, his hand easily passed through the entrance of the palace without being obstructed in the slightest.    

    

"Huh?"    

    

Han Chen could not help but let out a sound of surprise, where was the restriction? How could he not be stopped at all? Could it be that the restrictions of this palace only blocked the primordial spirit's perception and not the physical body?    

    

Han Chen did not think much of it, and immediately stepped forward, easily stepping into the palace. Han Chen was secretly surprised, but the caution in his heart had also reached its highest point.    

    

Within the luxurious palace, it was dazzling in gold and jade, glowing with a resplendent glazed light.    

    

This was the most beautiful palace that Han Chen had ever seen in his entire life. Even the legendary Guang Han Jade Palace might not look so beautiful.    

    

Immediately after, five sculptures suddenly appeared in Han Chen's line of sight.    

    

These five sculptures were respectively situated in five different directions, north, south, east, and west. What these sculptures depicted were not other things, but a tiger with purplish-gold pupils.    

    

The four Fierce Tigers in the east, south, west and north were all facing the statue of the Fierce Tiger in the central region, with it as the center.    

    

Han Chen was slightly surprised, because the ferocious tiger in the middle looked exactly the same as the statues he had seen in the plaza earlier. The sculpture was about ten zhang tall, and it looked very lifelike.    

    

The tiger looked to the east in a standing posture, the mouth of the tiger was wide open, revealing sharp fangs. The sculpture was extremely exquisite. It was so small that even the beard on the tiger's face was very clear.    

    

"Is this the statue I saw before?" Han Chen's face revealed confusion, as he muttered to himself.    

    

With a belly full of confusion, Han Chen once again swept his gaze towards the other four Fierce Tiger statues.    

    

Comparatively speaking, the other four Fierce Tiger statues were relatively smaller, around twenty meters in diameter. However, the sculpting techniques were also lifelike and extremely exquisite.    

    

Could it be that the strange tiger roar originated from these sculptures?    

    

Han Chen secretly pondered, because in the entire palace, other than the five fierce tiger statues, there were no other special objects or living beings.    

    

Recalling back to the first time he had heard a tiger's roar from the plaza, Han Chen couldn't help but lean towards this idea.    

    

The postures of the tigers in the north, south, east, and north were all different. The tiger-statue in the east was slightly tilting its head.    

    

The right claw of the Fierce Tiger sculpture was right in front of him. Its body was slightly bent and its teeth were bared. However, it was filled with anger.    

    

The tiger statue in the south had its head lowered, looking listless, as if it had fallen into a state of grief.    

    

As for the Fierce Tiger statue in the north, it was half-squatting and grinning as if it was having fun. It was quite happy.    

    

These four Fierce Tiger statues all displayed four different emotions: joy, anger, sadness, and joy. Their facial expressions were very well described. Regardless of whether they were happy or angry, their depictions were extremely fine and detailed.    

    

"Aooo!"    

    

At that moment, the roar of a tiger reverberated in the hall once more. A vigorous whistling sound, like a majestic ocean tide sweeping past a deep valley, struck Han Chen's mind and seeped into his soul.    

    

This tiger's roar was filled with joy. Han Chen could clearly feel that the tiger that released this roar was in a joyful mood.    

    

"Aooo!"    

    

Immediately after, a second tiger roar sounded out. This tiger's roar was especially vicious, causing one's heart to tremble uncontrollably when they heard it. It was the roar of a furious tiger.    

    

"Aooo!"    

    

The third roar of the tiger came one after another. This was a rather low roar that was filled with sorrow. Han Chen's mood couldn't help but be affected, and his mood inexplicably changed to become lonely. All sorts of negative emotions surged in his mind.    

    

"Aooo!"    

    

The fourth roar of a tiger came, and joyful elements immediately poured into Han Chen's mind. His previous lonely mood immediately turned lively and cheerful.    

    

Han Chen was extremely astonished by these four roars, and his thoughts had also been proven to be true. The strange tiger roars he had heard earlier were from these statues.    

    

But, why was he not affected by the powerful and terrifying sound wave at all? Han Chen could not understand.    

    

However, there were many wonders within the boundless universe.    

    

It was very likely that the Senior had set up some sort of special restriction, allowing the Tiger Roar to only deal damage to the surface above the abyss, and not to the ground below.    

    

Of course, this was just Han Chen's guess, as for whether it was true or not, no one knew.    

    

"Aooo!"    

    

Every once in a while, the Fierce Tiger statue in the hall would let out roars filled with different emotions, such as joy, anger, sadness, and music. Han Chen's mood changed along with the hissing sounds.    

    

"How strange."    

    

Han Chen had a strange feeling that he couldn't describe. At the start, he was against the tiger's roar, but slowly, he felt that this tiger's roar was mixed with a strange power.    

    

"What kind of power is it?"    

    

Han Chen took the lead and walked to the eastern side of the sculpture, and looked at the happy face of the tiger, and after a while, he started to lose himself in thought.    

    

Half an hour passed.    

    

The tiger roars within the palace stopped for a rest, seemingly without any pattern.    

    

The current Han Chen was like a piece of wood that stood in front of the sculpture on the east side. The only difference was that the current Han Chen had his eyes closed, he was motionless, as though he had entered into some sort of enlightenment.    

    

Han Chen's state of mind was at peace, unusually calm.    

    

Han Chen was in a boundless darkness without any direction, and it was extremely quiet.    

    

All of a sudden, a slight ripple appeared in this dark space.    

    

It was a tiny fluctuation, like a ripple on a calm surface of water. It was also like a cup of tea placed on the table, causing ripples on the surface.    

    

Slowly, the turmoil in the dark space began to become more and more intense.    

    

Waves after waves of white ripples spread out in all directions. The lines on the surface of the water started to become even more obvious, and the splashes became even more intense. Suddenly, this dark space descended into an incomparably turbulent state.    

    

Han Chen who was standing in front of the sculpture suddenly opened his eyes, his mouth wide open, "Ao hou!"    

    

A roar of a tiger that shook the heavens reverberated throughout every corner of the palace. A formless sound wave rumbled out, causing the space to distort and distort.    

    

"This?" Han Chen looked at his hands in shock.    

    

What was going on? Was that tiger's roar just now from his own mouth?    

    

"I understand now, so there's actually a special sound skill concealed within these statues."    

    

Han Chen had a certain concept of a 'Sound Wave' martial skill. It was an extremely rare martial skill, and many martial cultivation would use flute, Chang Xiao, zither, bell, drum and other musical weapons to display their 'Sound Wave Martial Skill'.    

    

And the sound wave martial skills that a human's voice could execute were even rarer. A more common type of the 'Lion's Roar Technique' was a sound wave martial skill.    

    

Han Chen was surprised and happy at the same time. He recalled the sound wave attack of the tiger roar from before, but even he and Jian Yifei could not withstand it. There was a high chance that he had reached the Divine level.    

    

If this was a battle, this kind of sonic attack would definitely be able to catch him off guard.    

    

Thinking of this, Han Chen's eyes glowed with a hot luster. East, west, north and south four tiger statues represent four different types of sonic attacks.    

    

Currently, Han Chen had already comprehended the first type of 'Joy' sound wave attack, there were still three more. Without any hesitation, Han Chen turned his gaze towards the Fierce Tiger statue at the west. It was an angry tiger. The impact of the sound wave was also the strongest type.    

    

Han Chen walked in front of the sculpture as he breathed in and out deeply, calming his restless heart. Just like before, he focused on comprehending the sound skills within.    

    

It had to be said that Han Chen's decision to flee into the abyss was completely correct. Jian Yifei would never have thought that the abyss was not a den of dragons and tigers, but a treasure trove.    

    

Within the dark abyss, a crystal palace emitted a beautiful dreamy color.    

    

From time to time, the sound of a tiger's roar could be heard from within the palace.    

    

The tiger's roar was sometimes fierce, sometimes low, sometimes furious, and sometimes loud. After an unknown amount of time, besides the four roars, there was a fifth roar.    

    

These five roars didn't sound that special. But if one looked carefully, they would find that this roar was a bit out of place. It was a bit immature, and lacked the domineering aura of a king of beasts.    

    

As time passed, the tiger roars in the palace never stopped.    

    

Slowly, something strange happened. The quality of the fifth type of Tiger Roar had improved significantly. Although his domineering aura was still lacking, his immaturity was no longer there. In terms of his roars, they were not much different from real tigers.    

    

After an unknown amount of time, every roar of the tiger in the palace was filled with the domineering aura of the King of Hundred Beasts. The powerful and loud voice was like a tiger's roar that shook the heavens and shook the earth. It shook the mountains and rivers, directly piercing into the clouds.