"This..."
At the sight of the man in the pavilion, everyone's expression changed drastically.
Clearly, they had never considered the possibility that a human from another world might still exist within the Ruins.
But Fang Canghai soon noticed something.
"This isn't his true body," he said gravely, a hint of surprise entering his eyes.
He could not fully discern the man's current state.
"Correct. This is indeed not my true body." Hearing Fang Canghai's words, the man smiled faintly. "My true body perished long ago. This is merely a lingering obsession."
"I mean you no harm." Reminiscence and longing touched his face. "Back then, I led the Heavenly Palace's experts in sealing the Dawnlight Realm, imprisoning countless beasts. I have lain dormant here, unaware of the passing years. Your language is rather unfamiliar. The world must have changed greatly."
"I wish to know what things are like outside the Dawnlight Realm now."
"Does anyone in this world still remember our Yangguang Heavenly Palace? Is the Cangming World Stele secure? Have the beasts launched a counterattack?" He glanced at everyone and frowned slightly.
"Your strength is extremely insubstantial, with physical power but no spirit, yet your cultivation levels are not low. Has humanity's legacy of cultivation methods truly been lost to this extent?"
"Strange. With strength so insubstantial, how do you command so many beasts? Do you lure them with benefits?"
Listening to the man mutter to himself, everyone froze.
If they had heard him correctly, this fellow seemed to think they were weak?
"Shall I speak?" Fang Canghai glanced at the people behind him and spoke slowly.
Everyone nodded.
Among their group, Fang Canghai, as their leader, was naturally the most qualified to speak with him.
With everyone in agreement, Fang Canghai walked forward until he stood before the man.