After the darkness faded, Mingchuan found himself lying in a huge cave.

It's not quite accurate to say that it is a cave, at least Mingchuan did not find the entrance to the cave.

This is a completely enclosed arched stone cave, the area is very large, almost the size of a whole basketball court, the highest point of the top is at least seven or eight meters, the black-gray and brown rock is angular and angular, the elongated shadow is uneven, it looks a little eerie.

He was alone in the empty cavern, and he couldn't see anything but the rocks, not even a single worm.

What about the voice that spoke just now?

Ming Chuan turned over from the ground and sat up with some confusion.

After looking around, he didn't find any light source in the cave, but there was a dim light around it, although it wasn't bright enough at all, at least it allowed him to see the surrounding scenery clearly.

After studying for a long time, Ming Chuan realized that the light came from the brown sand and stones in the rocks, and he didn't know what the material of these brown stones was, and they would emit light on their own.

He reached out and touched the ground with his fingers, the rough sensation coming through the tips of his fingers, and he pinched a fine brown grit and rubbed it lightly with the tips of his index and thumb.

After a while, Ming Chuan frowned.

If he wasn't mistaken, the brown stones would have been good materials, and would be superior for magic circles or grinding them into powder for spells.

This kind of material is very rare, usually rare to see, even if you use a thousand catties, you may not be able to exchange it for a star and a half, but here is actually everywhere.

Where is this? How did you get to this place?

These questions resurfaced in his mind, stronger than before.

Shaking his head to try to be sober, Ming Chuan suddenly felt as if something was shaking in his head a few times, and the pain almost killed him, so he had to stop this action immediately, dizzily recalling what he was doing before.

Just as he sat on the ground with his head propped up and struggled to remember while enduring an unimaginable headache, a figure stepped out of a shadow on the cave wall behind him.

At first, Ming Chuan didn't notice the movement behind him, and he felt it when he knew that the other party had walked behind him.

A cold chill in his back made Mingchuan's back hairy, and he shivered all over his body, turned his head, and looked behind him.

A huge pitch-black figure stood behind him, less than a meter away from him, and he didn't notice when the other party appeared and how he walked over, and he couldn't help but be startled.

"Who are you?" Although Ming Chuan was secretly frightened in his heart, he didn't react on the surface, and he didn't even move and sat in place, staring at the huge black shadow in front of him with his head tilted.

I don't know if it's because of the light, the black shadow in front of me is pitch black, and I can only see the rough outline of a humanoid.

Ming Chuan was almost immediately sure that the figure in front of him was not human.

It's not quite like it, he's seen a lot of ghosts, most of them are second-order, and there are fewer third-order ones, but he has never felt this level of oppression in the ghost's body.

It can't be a fourth-order monster, right?

Ming Chuan secretly swallowed his saliva, he knew very well that with his strength, it would be difficult to deal with a third-order person, let alone a higher-order monster?

But there was not the slightest fear in his heart.

After seeing too much death, death was no longer something to fear for him.

Mingchuan knows that most of the human fears come from the unknown and nostalgia for things. Death is both. People's unknown about death, the unknown after death, and the memory of life, family, unfinished business, etc., make people have an extreme fear of death.

But none of this existed for him.

He knew what happened after death, of course he didn't know the details of the ghost world, but at least he knew a rough idea, and he didn't have any memories of this life, the only regret he had was that he didn't find the whereabouts of that person.

His teacher, the man who suddenly mysteriously disappeared one day.

Suddenly, some fragments of the picture flashed through Mingchuan's mind, but he couldn't put them together.

"Human, you don't seem to be afraid. The figure suddenly spoke, interrupting Ming Chuan's thoughts.

"What?" Ming Chuan, who was immersed in thought, was stunned for a moment before realizing that the other party was talking to him, "Oh, you don't look very scary. Ming Chuan tried hard to hook the corners of his mouth and make a look of indifference.

"Really?" the other took a step back, revealing a more detailed silhouette of the black figure.

Ming Chuan's eyes narrowed slightly.

The man in front of him, or the monster, looked like a human, but he was tall, black, his body seemed to be covered with scales, his hair looked like the mane of some uncivilized beast, and the monster-like palms and claws made it look significantly different from humans.

For a moment, Ming Chuan felt that the "monster" in front of him looked familiar.

"Have we met somewhere?" asked Ming Chuan, confused.

The other party seemed to be a little stunned, with a confused look on his dark face, and muttered to himself: "You are not that man, but you have the same face as him, and besides, you said that you have seen me, these are a little unreasonable." ”

"Huh?" Mingchuan didn't understand what the other party was muttering.

The other party was obviously lost in his own musing, and did not pay attention to Ming Chuan's doubts.

"Uh...... Okay, since you don't want to explain, can you let me leave?" Ming Chuan waited for a long time, and when he saw that the other party was completely ignoring him, he asked tentatively and cautiously.

After the other party heard it, he lowered his head, as if he had just discovered Mingchuan's existence, stared at him without saying a word.

Ming Chuan was stared at a little creepy by those eyes that were completely pitch black without a trace of other colors, and secretly sat on the ground and moved backwards.

"Leave?" It took a long time for the pitch-black monster to speak these two words.

"Yes, leave. Ming Chuan nodded vigorously, and secretly said in his heart, this monster won't eat people, right?

"You want to get out of here?" the dark monster asked, word by word, as if in a daze.

"Of course. Ming Chuan looked around, although he was not afraid of death, he also did not want to die here casually.

"Why did you come here if you wanted to leave?" the other asked.

"Well, I actually want to know why I came here. Seriously, he wondered about that.