The man was wearing a set of tattered clothes, looking completely indistinguishable from a human, except for the heavy Ghost Qi emanating from him, a type of power entirely different from the Inner Strength of human cultivators. This alone was enough to signal that he was not human.
This is the main distinguishing factor between the Human Race and the Ghost Race.
He appeared to be in his twenties, his gaze sweeping around with a hint of confusion in his eyes, seemingly uncertain about his current situation.
"Awake now, the chance to leave this place has come."
He muttered to himself, and as he spoke, a trace of excitement flashed in his eyes.
At this moment, he also noticed Li Hengsheng and a few others: "Humans, you've indeed come again."
The group of disciples were facing the Ghost Race for the first time and were still somewhat nervous, even though they could feel that the aura of this Ghost Race in front of them was not strong, merely a common Postnatal Realm.
