Gods were still far beyond his reach.
In fact, if Earth's environment weren't so special, placing such severe restrictions on any god who entered, humanity would probably have fallen long ago.
Chen Shouyi shook his head slightly and turned his thoughts away from this heavy subject.
The pitch-black cavern was utterly silent, not a sound to be heard.
He went around the enormous corpse in front of him and continued onward.
Perhaps the cavern's sealed, dry environment made decay difficult. Though countless years might have passed, it had largely retained its original appearance, with little damage.
The cavern could be roughly divided into a storage area, a resting area, and an activity area.
It was clear that this tribe still lived in a primitive society and had no concept of private property.
All the tribe's belongings had been piled together.
There were mountains of animal hides, countless spears as thick as bowls, and the bones, scales, and horns of giant beasts. Some had been polished and worked into usable weapons.
Many of them gave off a faint, hazy glow in the darkness. They were clearly no ordinary objects.
Chen Shouyi bent down and lifted a crude weapon belonging to a Four-armed Giant with both hands.
"This... should be an axe."
Its handle was made from a strange, twisted piece of wood, two and a half meters long.
It was thick and heavy, clearly made of exceptionally dense material. Even with his strength, he could barely lift it, and it took considerable effort. The axe blade was an oval green scale.
The scale was covered in mysterious patterns and glimmered faintly in the darkness. It was two meters across at its longest point and one meter at its shortest. One could only imagine the enormous size of the creature it had