Adam and Misha followed behind Bill, admiring the sculptures of individuals illuminated by the flickering torches arranged between.
"Who are those people?" Adam raised a brow, intrigued by their different attires.
The first few wore the popular noble coat and shirt from the magic world—a primitive version filled with rough flourishes. But those after? The cultivation realm had clearly influenced their styles, with some draped in embroidered robes.
Bill gestured at statues with a proud smile. "The illustrious leaders who ensured the order of the venomous path never fell into oblivion. But after six thousand years away from the western archipelago, the order... changed."
