After sitting down, Duan Ren couldn't help but look toward the giant ghost Feng Yang, who was enveloped in black robes behind Huang Xiaolong.
Throughout the journey, the giant ghost Feng Yang had not spoken, but there was a strange aura about him that made Duan Ren feel uncomfortable—an aura that originated from Innate powers.
He was speculating about the identity of Huang Xiaolong's guard, the giant ghost Feng Yang.
However, since Huang Xiaolong did not mention it, Duan Ren felt it inappropriate to ask.
Just like Duan Ren, the other two were equally puzzled about the identity of the giant ghost Feng Yang. Of course, no matter what, the three of them could never imagine that Feng Yang was a ghost creature.
In the history of the Martial Soul World, only the ancient Ghost King had been able to subdue ghost creatures.
The night passed without conversation.
The darkness of night gradually faded away.
The sun rose in the east, and thick fog dispersed.
