Long Aotian had gone mad.
More precisely, he had basically lost control.
After a nearly insane clash... Lu Chengwen passed out.
When he woke up, he found himself lying in an open, empty place.
He climbed to his feet and looked around.
A figure slowly emerged from the darkness ahead.
Lu Chengwen stared at him, unable to speak for a long time.
The man wore golden armor and cut an imposing figure. He looked only to be in his thirties, very young.
His face was square, his nose straight, his mouth broad, with thick brows and large eyes. He carried the majesty and bearing of an ancient general.
"Who are you...?"
"Archaic Ape God, Lu Chengfeng."
Lu Chengwen's eyes widened. "Weren't you dead?!"
Lu Chengfeng rolled his eyes. "I was."
"Then what was with that stone man earlier?"
"That was me."
"Then this one now..."
"This is me too."
Lu Chengwen said, "Am I really... your descendant?"
Lu Chengfeng smiled. "The Archaic Ape God bloodline isn't passed down through family. It's passed down through blood."
"I don't get it."
"It means that it isn't only my descendants who can possess the Archaic Ape God bloodline. Whoever possesses the Archaic Ape God bloodline is my successor."
Lu Chengwen nodded, then gestured between them with a smile. "Still, we're both named Lu. Maybe I really am your descendant."
Lu Chengfeng sat cross-legged on the ground. "You managed to enter this secret realm, so you've got some luck and ability. But... looking at you, your strength doesn't seem all that impressive."
"Uh..." Lu Chengwen was a little embarrassed. "I actually wasn't originally an Ancient Martial Artist. Everything happened by sheer coincidence."
"I know. You came from another world."
"Wow! You're that amazing?"
Lu Chengfeng said, "There isn't much time. Let me tell you