Judging by the clothing, it should have been a human.
It was not a god, but a cultivator.
At the very least, it was a demigod, or a super-strong Universe God.
Looking at it from below, this dojo did not seem to have been swallowed into this place; it looked more like it originally existed here.
"Unfortunately, there's no face, so I don't know what it looks like!" He looked up at the sculpture, feeling a sense of familiarity, but couldn't pinpoint where he knew it from.
The head of the statue was incomplete, making it impossible to see the facial features, and thus, it was naturally impossible to know who it was.
After circling the statue once, he found nothing else around it.
Feeling a bit disappointed, he prepared to turn and leave to find an open spot to recover the power of Berut that he had absorbed within himself.