Inside the cave.

There lay a body.

Yao is not weak!

It's him!

But Lu Henge didn't approach, instead his expression was serious: "Yaoye, is that you?"

After a long time, the corpse-like body on the ground moved, and then two dry arms supported the ground and slowly sat up.

Lu Hen Ge looked at him coldly.

"Do you know me?"

Yao is not weak in speaking.

Lu Henge's eyes were filled with disappointment and contempt: "Yao Buruo is your descendant, yet you didn't even let your own offspring go and chose to take over his body."

Yao Bu Ruo looked at Lu Henge calmly.

"You really do know me."

That's right.

The Yao in front of him is not weak, and has been possessed by Yao Ye.

Lu Hen Ge was very familiar with Yao Ye's aura. Song Mingdao and Yao Ye had a good relationship back then, so they had naturally competed with each other many times, and Song Mingdao always won with a small victory.

"Who are you?"

"How can you enter the ancestral land of my Wan Yao Marten clan?"

Yaoye was quite curious.

Lu Hen Ge sneered: "I'm just a casual cultivator, not a big shot."

Yao Ye shook his head and retorted, "Impossible! Since you know me and can enter the ancestral land of the Ten Thousand Demon Martens, you are definitely not a mortal."

"Your bone age is only over thirty years old, yet you have already cultivated to the realm of breaking through life and death. I think you must be the reincarnation of some great figure."

"What was your name in your previous life?"

Yao Ye asked.

Lu Henge's eyes flickered slightly: "My name in my previous life was...Song Mingdao."

A moment.

The cave was extremely quiet.

Yao Ye's expression gradually changed from indifference at first to shock.