"Because the Saints haven't appeared for countless years."
"Specifically, how would a lesser immortal like me know."
Guiguzi shook his head, also filled with a sense of helplessness.
"There truly are Saints."
"Damn."
"I knew this world wasn't simple, but I didn't expect it to be a Primordial World."
Having confirmed the existence of Saints from Guiguzi, Zhao Feng was also a bit bewildered.
After a long silence.
Zhao Feng came to his senses: "Senior, you haven't answered why there are no cultivators in Shenzhou."
"Is it possible that there's only one cultivator like you on the Land of the Divine Continent?"
Guiguzi laughed: "You are the second."
"Senior."
"Junior was referring to cultivators of immortality." Zhao Feng said helplessly.
"As you see."
"I am the only cultivator on this land."
"To be precise, I am the only living cultivator." Guiguzi chuckled.
