"Ghost clan? It seems to have some similarities with monks from the underworld."

A short man, only two feet tall, with sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks, black hair on his body, and extremely sharp claws on his arms, walked in front of Ning Qi. There was a vacuum around him. The other monks nearby did not dare to approach at all.

As if aware of Ning Qi's gaze, the ghost suddenly turned around and looked at Ning Qi coldly. A loud voice rang in Ning Qi's ear.