The so-called hidden cave was not very well hidden from Strangle.
It did not need to sprout countless eyes on its host. It could find the cave entrance without even looking.
The efficiency with which shock waves traveled changed across different mediums; that was the principle behind sonar.
When everyone climbed the mountain and rocks rolled down the cliffs, a series of impacts occurred. Force was mutual, so the mountain naturally vibrated from the collisions as well.
The vibrations were far too faint for humans and most animals to perceive, but Symbiotes were born exceptionally sensitive to such things. Strangle quickly pinpointed the entrance and silently shared the information with its host.
"Eek."
It even conveyed a smug emotion, showing off its mastery of Listening to Thunder, that grave-robbing technique.
"Good job." Su Ming quickened his pace, silently communicating with his pet. "Actually, we could leave finding caves to Cyborg. He can turn himself into a geological survey instrument."
"Eek!"
Strangle was disdainful. It felt that with Cyborg's rigid, inflexible mind, it would probably take years before he could achieve the same powerful results as a master of transformations.
Su Ming merely shrugged, neither agreeing nor disagreeing. He had already reached the cave entrance, passed through an illusionary barrier over the mountainside set up by someone unknown, and poked his head inside for a look.
Dry, well-ventilated, no strange smell.
In the darkness, he could vaguely see the gates of a temple not far away, wrapped in black-and-white vines. The gates had been opened, and broken vines lay scattered across the ground, still moist.
He darted into the cave and began investigating, while reminding everyone else to follow. They only needed to walk straight into the mountainside illusion; it had no harmful mechanism.
From outside, it looked like an ordinary