Under the Altar, Eternal Sleep

During the family competition, I, a recognized loser, accidentally activated the ancestral secret method. The elder sneered: "No one has been able to do it in the past hundred years. You, a loser, still want to defy heaven?" Until the altar trembled, an ancient shadow slowly opened its eyes: "Welcome my Lord..." When the whole hall was completely silent, I said calmly: "Now, who is the waste?"