The cave is located underground, with a dark passage leading to an unknown depth, it is not a natural formation, and the traces of artificial development are obvious, except for the totem poles, the altar in the center is extremely mysterious and deep, as if there is a dark luster soaked from the stone tripod on the altar.

The cave is uninhabited, with only four oil lamps providing faint illumination.

A cold convective wind blew in from the passage ahead, bringing fresh, cold air and a faint sound of wind, which also made the four oil lamps shake for a while.

The light and shadow suddenly became shaky and distorted, and the dark luster on the stone tripod seemed to have been affected, and immediately became obvious and intense.

The dark luster that was thick was like a deep spring flowing out of the mouth, flowing down the four steps of the altar as if it were alive, leaving no trace of it.

Between the altar and the first totem pole, a dark gloss reflects the light of the oil lamp, presenting a metal-like reflection with the lightest edges and the richest and thickest core.

The cold wind vanished, the faint whistling wind faded away, and a dark glow the size of a desk stood up.

Yes, not on the ground on a tile, but like a page of a book, a flat surface.

The dark luster that stood up became like a blurred mirror, and the light and shadow in front of the mirror were reflected in the mirror, and suddenly, a little ripple spread out from the center of the mirror, and the reflection immediately became blurred and shattered.

In the midst of these blurs and fragments, the outline of a humanoid figure gradually becomes clear, and then, within the confines of the humanoid silhouette, the mirror begins to bulge outward, as if a person is coming out of the back of the mirror.

In a few breaths, the mirror surface changes from a two-dimensional plane to a three-dimensional humanoid silhouette, with a head, torso, and limbs.

There is no face, no facial features, not even skin, texture and other details, just like a mannequin that has just poured out the abrasive, the limbs are somewhat transparent, the "texture" of the chest of the head is the most solid and rich, and the dark surface of the body is slightly shiny.

I don't know how long it took to stand like this, until another gust of convective air blew by.

"I'm Su ......"

A sonorous sound sounded like metal colliding, a slit suddenly cracked open from his face, and an organ representing the mouth was generated, and then, as the surface of the three-dimensional humanoid outline began to blur and sway, and when it stabilized again, an old man who looked like an Indian chief appeared.

The man (Su Cheng) raised his hands in front of him, these hands were strong and powerful, they looked baptized by the wind and frost of time, but the texture was almost completely transparent, and the tips between the fingers were even a little unstable, as if they could dissipate at any time and melt into the surrounding air.

"No, no......"

Su Cheng pondered, "What else, what else!"

This self-talking voice was not like a human voice, although it was faint, but it had a mysterious power that made the entire cave begin to reverberate and resonate, and the resonant sound radiated along the two passages to the outside world, and after a while, there was a messy footstep sound.

Su Cheng turned a deaf ear to this, until an old man in ancient costume with white hair and beard led two burly strong men to rush into the cave, and when they saw the man, the three of them stayed in place in shock as if they had been struck by thunder.

Giggle......

It's the sound of teeth chattering.

"Dad, Dad......" one of the strong men whispered with a blank face, and when the old man heard it, it was like waking up from a dream, "Poof!" The whole body trembled and knelt down, his arms were raised high, and his five bodies fell to the ground, crying silently: "Twenty years, twenty years, finally succeeded!", and then shouted to Su Cheng at high speed: "Great ancestor, Su, you have finally woken up!"

"Dong, Lord Dong, yes, if the immortal master knows......"

Another strong man with chattering teeth said in horror.

"Shut up and get on your knees!"

The old man's scolding made the two of them fall to their knees in a hurry, but Su Cheng still ignored them, and at this time he was distressed, walking between several totem poles, and muttering to himself in a non-human voice as he walked, "Also, what else?"

"Great Sue, you are not safe now, powerful invaders, despicable betrayers are out there, just outside the world......" the old man raised his head, tears on his face, and said worriedly.

"Daddy......"

"Lord Dong!"

The old man ignored the anxiety behind him, only stared at Su Cheng's figure walking around and said, "Great Su, there are fewer and fewer clansmen who still remember the inheritance, you ......"

Inheritance!

These two words finally regained all of Su Cheng's attention, he was still spinning in distress under a totem pole one moment ago, and the next moment he had already crossed a distance of more than ten meters and appeared in front of the old man: "Are you my clansman?"

Before the old man could react, the two people behind him fell backwards in fear, one was so frightened that his whole body trembled, and the other kicked his legs, desperately trying to get away from this inhuman and terrifying existence.

"Fear?" Su Cheng raised his voice, the inhuman voice was like the roar of some kind of wild beast, a huge sense of oppression hit, and the invisible fluctuations made the three people in front of him feel like they were in the wind, and the next second it was like they were about to be swept away: "You are not, who are you?"

The old man trembled as if under the roaring wind: "Great Su, it has been ten thousand years since you last fell asleep, and now the five tribes and sixteen Dong have forgotten your teachings under the rule of the alien race, except for the clansmen who have fled into the deep mountains and Daze, the land between the white peaks and the black peaks has been occupied by the sects established by the monks and the towns ruled by the mortal lords...... The tribal and tribal lineage is broken, and most of the clansmen have been reduced to naturalized people, and they have forgotten the glory of their ancestors and their own bloodline inheritance......"

"Monk!?" Su Cheng roared angrily: "What monk?"

"They are a group of outsiders with incredible and unrivaled power...... The great spirits of the tribe have all been killed in battle, and you have been broken down and sealed by them......"

"What ??"

The old man's forehead was close to the ground, and he said quickly and desperately: "The five parts and sixteen Dong have long fallen, and now they have become familiar...... Their conquest has already marched towards the deep mountains and rivers, and even the most powerful ancient beasts of the wilderness cannot resist it...... Great Sue, you are in great danger right now, please bear with me until you regain your strength and become whole!"

After the anger and anxiety of the departure, Su Cheng suddenly became calm, and he looked at the clothes and decorations on the old man's body, which were completely different from the animal skins, feathers, bone ornaments, and oil paint on his body.

Bun, bun......

Why is it so strange and yet familiar?