The Identity of Elder Pan Shan

In the God Refining Sect, a blood moon hung in the sky. The shadow of the moon was sparse, and the roars of the corpses could be heard continuously.

Elder Pan Shan strode into a Corpse Cave on the peak of the limestone mountain and sat down cross-legged with Jian Wushuang.

"Elder Pan Shan, is there a reason for your late-night visit?"

Jian Wushuang's eyes flickered as he spoke.

He had a vague guess about Elder Pan Shan. As for whether his guess was correct, he would have to see why Elder Pan Shan had come to find him so late at night.

Elder Pan Shan looked at Jian Wushuang and asked, "Wushuang, this old man has a few questions to ask you."

"Elder Pan Shan, please speak." Jian Wushuang nodded.

"Alright." Elder Pan Shan acknowledged and pondered for a moment. He then asked, "Wushuang, you've heard about the other races in the universe, right?"

"...Yes, I have." Hearing this, Jian Wushuang's eyes lit up and he immediately replied.