Hanshang naturally knew what a cultivator was, paused, and then replied.
"Six years ago, two people riding the wind passed by and did not stay. By the time I noticed their tracks, they had already left, but..."
"Those two should have seen your statue."
Xu Guang, upon hearing this, thought of another side of Murong that he had seen before, recalled the image at that time, and asked, "Did they have a strange bronze mask hanging at their waists?"
Hanshang fell into recollection for a long time, "They really did."
Xu Guang nodded and said no more.
He was now basically certain that this dark world should be the domain of the God of Pain.
The cultivators who could practice in this world all believed in the God of Pain, relying on the presence of the God to perceive the existence of the void realm.
He didn't say much, just smiled and looked at Hanshang.
