In the dimly lit horizon of the burial soil, a massive skeletal bird flapped its wings and cast a shadow over the ground.
Jun Xiaoyao stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the skeletal giant bird.
Most people would likely panic upon witnessing such a scene.
However, Jun Xiaoyao remained calm and composed.
After all, he would encounter the beings of the burial soil sooner or later; it was better to make contact in advance to gain a general understanding of the ancient burial soil.
The skeletal giant bird descended, and a group of humanoid beings stood atop it.
When Cang Yue and the others saw Jun Xiaoyao, their faces displayed unprecedented astonishment.
"Is that a person... a living person?"
Cang Yue and Gu Chi were utterly shocked.
They had thought that a treasure containing life essence had emerged.
The vitality emanating from him was simply overwhelming.
Cang Yue never expected that the source of such vibrant life would be a person.