The Legend of Human Head Mountain

"Big brother, I feel like I'm just dead weight here. Why don't you let me out first? I'll wait for you outside?"

Old Man Sun hunched his neck and looked around at the cave dwellings, afraid a ghostly figure might suddenly crawl out of one.

"No need. I don't mind having you around. Besides, it's nice to have someone to chat with on the Yellow Springs Road."

Jiang Qiao found the cavern extremely interesting. He couldn't see the end of it at a glance, which meant that either it was unfathomably deep, or there was some kind of Supernatural interference.

But with his Eighth Tier strength and Fourth Order Dual Pupils, the possibility of Supernatural interference was very low.

So this cavern was probably much deeper than they had imagined.

"Y-Yellow... Yellow Springs..." Old Man Sun shuddered all over, nearly being frightened into a heart attack.

"Th-that can't be, right?"

Jiang Qiao pointed ahead and smiled. "More than two thousand years ago, that Ancestor Dragon built his tomb by digging through three layers of underground water and descending to the copper coffin chamber. We should be about that deep now, right?"

"In ancient times, when a burial pit was dug and yellow soil was found with springs gushing out, people knew how deep it was. That was why it was called the Yellow Springs."

"Oh... Oh, so that's what it means." Old Man Sun gave an embarrassed smile. "I didn't study much when I was young, so I'd never heard of that. Sorry for making a fool of myself."

The two chatted idly as they walked, and half an hour quickly passed.

Although Old Man Sun wasn't an Awakened, he had two and a half years of basketball training, and he practiced Tai Chi with Master Ma every day, learning