Starting from Stone Village, Five Invincibles

On the night when Shi Cun left to worship the spirit, five-year-old Sui Huang had a dream. In the dream, there were no treasures reaching the sky, no runes filling the sky, only a pair of fists that penetrated the chaos and blasted open the sky. When he woke up, there was a gray bead in his palm, and there was a gossamer-like "qi" in his body that was different from everyone else in the village. The old patriarch shook his head and sighed: "My child, you are unable to perceive the magic. This life has many misfortunes." Sui Huang clenched his fists, feeling like he had endless strength in his body. He looked at the vast mountains outside the village, where ferocious beasts roared, but the most primitive impulse surged in his heart. "If you can't learn, then... Fight him out." He didn't know that this punch would sound the war drum of an era in the future.