The game starts with escaping from the famine and flipping the table

"Click..."

With a crisp sound, the lock snapped!

The heavy iron chains, now free, crashed to the ground with a loud thud, the dull thud echoing through the empty cave for a long time.

The little white dog's body trembled violently as if it had been electrocuted, and a soft white light gushed out from its body like a fountain, tightly enveloping it.

Bathed in white light, the little white dog's body began to undergo earth-shattering changes.

Its originally petite body gradually became slender, its hair shed like a cicada's molt, and its limbs transformed little by little into a human form, like a Transformer.

Its bones made a crisp "crackling" sound, as if playing a symphony of life.

As the bones grow and change, the puppy's skin also begins to change, and its fur gradually falls out...

Its eyes became bright and expressive, gradually transforming from dog eyes into human eyes, full of wisdom and emotion.

Its facial features gradually became clearer, the original dog mouth shortened and returned to a human mouth, and the nose and ears became more three-dimensional.

Its hair began to grow, cascading down its shoulders like a waterfall, radiating a soft glow.

Uh!

Even after 100,000 years, it wasn't all for nothing; at least my hair has grown back.

The little white dog's body kept changing. Its muscle lines gradually became more defined, and its blood vessels were clearly visible. Its arms and legs also became thicker and stronger. Its nails became hard and sharp, as if they could easily tear through steel.

Throughout the process, the little white dog's body exuded a powerful aura, as if it were gradually regaining its true power.

A moment later, the light receded like a tide.

The person who appeared in front of Su Xiaoya was an elderly man with white hair.

He wore tattered monk's robes, his face was as kind as the warm winter sun, his face was covered with deep wrinkles, and his eyes were as turbid as deep lake water, revealing wisdom and weariness accumulated over thousands of years.

His body was already somewhat hunched, and his face was as pale as paper, like a flickering candle in the wind, which could be extinguished at any moment.

"Thank you... young... girl." The old man's voice was hoarse, as if it had been sanded. He hadn't spoken human language in a long time, and every word was spoken with great difficulty, revealing endless weakness.

To Su Xiaoya, these words were like heavy hammer blows, striking her heart relentlessly.

“Senior…” Su Xiaoya quickly stepped forward and helped the swaying old man, her heart filled with mixed feelings.

The old man shook his head, broke free from her support like a bird freed from its cage, and walked step by step toward the stone platform.

He walked to the skull of Master Huiming, slowly knelt down, and bowed deeply like a believer in worship, his movements slow and devout, as if paying homage to the bygone years.

"Brother Huiming, the ten-thousand-year promise has come to an end today. You can rest in peace now."

The moment the words fell, the skull on the stone platform suddenly emitted a soft golden light, like a firework being lit.

The bones shattered like glass, turning into specks of starlight that dissipated into the air like shooting stars.

Only that tattered monk's robe, like a butterfly fluttering in the wind, gently drifted down onto the stone platform, like a fallen leaf, telling tales of past glory and vicissitudes.

Just then, a loud noise suddenly came from above the cave, accompanied by the angry roar of the black panther and the rumble of a boulder rolling down.

Clearly, it sensed the seal being broken and was rushing down recklessly.

“It’s here.” The old man looked up at the breach in the cave ceiling and said calmly.

His voice was still weak, but it carried a hint of relief. "Little girl, take the Thunder Jade and leave here quickly. This is a matter between me and it, and it has nothing to do with you."

"But senior, your body..." Su Xiaoya looked at the old man's increasingly transparent figure, her heart filled with anxiety.

His body was becoming ethereal at a visible speed, as if it would dissipate at any moment.

"Ten thousand years have passed; I should have departed long ago." The old man smiled slightly, a hint of relief in his smile. "To be able to regain human form, to take one last look at this world, to pay one last respect to my senior brother—this is already an immense blessing. Hurry, the seal on the ancient temple has been broken and will soon collapse. Demons and evil spirits are about to appear. Take Lei Xinyu with you and leave quickly!"

Before the words were even finished, the cave walls began to crumble, and pebbles rained down. The opening at the top of the cave grew larger and larger, and the black mist churning inside the main hall could be vaguely seen.

Su Xiaoya looked at the old man's determined eyes, then at the Thunder Heart Jade in her hand, and gritted her teeth.

She knew that staying there would be pointless and would only be a burden to the old man. She bowed deeply to him, gripped the Thunder Heart Jade tightly, and ran towards the dry well she had come from.

Just as she was about to climb the well wall, she heard the roar of the black panther and the gentle sigh of the old man behind her:

"Leopard, how have you been?"

The black panther's roar abruptly ceased.

Su Xiaoya paused, unable to resist turning around to look.

The black panther's massive body stood in the center of the cave, its scarlet eyes fixed on the old man, filled with hatred and confusion.

It clearly recognized the old man's aura, yet it couldn't believe that the white-haired monk before it was the little white dog that had fought with it for 100,000 years.

“I did not kill your father.” The old man spoke slowly, his voice calm and gentle. “Back then, he coveted the power of the Thunder Heart Jade and wanted to seize it to cultivate evil arts. He was devoured by his evil thoughts and went mad. Senior Brother Huiming wanted to save him, but it was too late. All these truths are recorded in that book, ‘The Record of the Temple’. If you don’t believe me, you can go and take a look.”

The old man stretched out his hand and pointed to the ancient books beside the stone platform.

Black Panther's body jolted, the red light in his eyes gradually faded, revealing a look of confusion.

It looked at the old man's transparent figure, then at the ancient book, and let out a low whimper, no longer a roar full of ferocity, but with a hint of grievance and confusion.

A full hundred thousand years!

Black Panther did not actually find nothing.

But if he's already hated someone, how is he supposed to live if he suddenly stops hating them?

Moreover, he transformed into a black panther.

Therefore, unable to face it, he could only avoid it.

But when the truth came out, why was he the only one who got hurt? Even Si couldn't restore him to human form!

The old man slowly walked towards the black panther, reached out his trembling hand, and gently stroked its head.

The black panther trembled, but did not resist. It simply lowered its head and let out soft whimpers, like a wronged child.

He was truly wronged—in this relationship, he was the only one who got hurt!

The old man's figure grew fainter and fainter, becoming almost invisible. He looked at the black panther, his eyes filled with pity: "Ten thousand years of hatred, nothing more than a misunderstanding. Let it go, panther."

Seeing this scene, Su Xiaoya's eyes welled up with tears. Unable to hold back any longer, she turned around and used the power of lightning to leap onto the well wall, quickly climbing upwards.

The moment she jumped out of the dry well, the entire ancient temple finally gave way and collapsed with a crash!

The main hall was the first to collapse, with huge beams and pillars crashing to the ground, stirring up clouds of dust.

The walls and gate collapsed one after another, and the entire ancient temple was reduced to ruins amidst the roar.

Su Xiaoya clutched the Thunder Heart Jade tightly in her hand, rushed out of the ancient temple without looking back, letting a tear slide down her cheek and drift away in the wind...

Behind me came a deafening roar, followed by a long, relieved sigh.

When she finally reached a safe distance and could no longer resist looking back, the ancient temple that had stood for 100,000 years had been reduced to ruins, with billowing smoke and dust obscuring the sky.

After the dust settled, two figures could be vaguely seen on the ruins—an old monk with white hair and a majestic black panther.

The old monk stood in the center of the ruins, the black panther nestled obediently beside him. They nodded slightly in the direction Su Xiaoya had left.

Then, the two figures turned into wisps of green smoke and disappeared into the wind.

Su Xiaoya gripped the Thunder Heart Jade tightly in her hand, feeling the warm thunder power within. A bittersweet ache still gushed from her eyes, transforming into an unstoppable sorrow…

Tears flowed down my face.

It can't be stopped, and I don't want to stop!

Su Xiaoya knew that what she had obtained was not just a treasure that could improve her cultivation, but also a story of waiting and redemption spanning 100,000 years.

That story of sacrifice, protection, and forgiveness will forever be etched in her heart.

Perhaps, compared to the war against the invasion from beyond the realm, the White Monk's protection was not as spectacular.

However, that willingness to selflessly embark on a sacrifice, even knowing it has no future, all for the sake of what one cherishes...

Su Xiaoya knew that what she needed to do was not to shed tears, but to shoulder that heavy responsibility and lead Qingyuan Star to fight for a glimmer of hope!

Also, go find their five home planet—Blue Star!

She didn't believe it—the Earth had exploded!

"Jin" probably doesn't believe it either!

So, "Jin" waited for a full 100,000 years, just to get an answer.

Even if it means sacrificing his chance to continue living.

There are some people who absolutely cannot be let down!

At this moment, Su Xiaoya's heart was filled with unwavering determination. No matter how difficult the future held, she would forge ahead without hesitation!

"I will remember," she whispered, turning back to the way she had come.

The moonlight shone down, illuminating her path.

The Thunder Heart Jade in her hand emitted a soft purple light, illuminating her face and a corner of her heart.

The secrets of the ancient temple, which had stood for a thousand years, were buried deep underground as it collapsed, but the legends associated with it will spread to even more distant places.

Deep within the ruins, the "Temple Spirit Record" lies quietly beneath the rubble, awaiting discovery by the next destined person.

The wind blew the pages open, revealing the back of the last page—where there was a line of small, unnoticed writing, the handwriting delicate and gentle, carrying a hint of feminine tenderness:

"If anyone can unseal this seal, they will know the truth: There are two pieces of Thunder Heart Jade, one yin and one yang. This is the yin jade, and the yang jade is still in the world, waiting for a destined person to find it and combine the two into one, which can open the path to heaven."

But Su Xiaoya is unaware of all this for the time being.

She simply gripped the jade in her hand and continued on her way.

The road ahead is long, and the legend has only just begun.

The night wind swept by, stirring up the dust on the ground, as if telling a story that had been sealed away for a thousand years.