Yuhuang Sword recognizes its master

In the distant and desolate wilderness, there sat a man.
He was wearing animal skins, with long hair and muscular body, showing the primitive wildness of the human body, and staring at Shawn Parisch with sharp eyes.
"Who are you?"
He spoke.
Shawn Parisch said in a flattering tone, "Your descendants."
The man shook his head and said, "No, no, you are me."
Shawn Parisch was completely confused. He didn't expect that this master would be more approachable than him.
He inquired,...