Uh...
Yang Fan didn't know how to answer. Right, why couldn't there be? Was he supposed to discuss souls with these soldiers?
Naturally, it was impossible; even things undetectable by Divine Sense could only be seen with the naked eye. What does this indicate? This shows that the city and people in front of Yang Fan are neither living nor dead, neither Divine Souls nor ghosts.
But the question is, what exactly are they?
"I'm sorry, I'm really not sure how to say this." Yang Fan smiled bitterly. He finally decided to face these people directly in conversation, as it seemed unavoidable now.
"Young man, come on up. Where are you from?"
As he spoke, the soldier leader extended his hand. Yang Fan reluctantly took it and was pulled up out of the pit.
Yang Fan initially thought he couldn't touch them, given that this group couldn't even detect divine senses.
But when his hand truly grasped the other person's and felt the warmth of that hand, Yang Fan became unsettled.
