The Fourth Ancestor understood this well enough in his heart: that old fellow, the Fifth Ancestor, might be annoying, but he was far more timid than the others and cherished his own life above all else. Since he had personally scouted the path, there should not be any issues. After all, the number of humans at the Star-level Tier 1 could be counted on two hands, and they certainly lacked anyone at the Star-level Tier 2.
With no further doubts, the Fourth Ancestor arrived at the mouth of the passage. He unleashed his crystal orb once more, focusing his mind to sense the surroundings. It was correct; the aura was indeed that of the Fifth Ancestor. Raising his hand, he struck out with a light punch, tearing through the seal of the passage and revealing the gateway once again.
Just as it had for the Fifth Ancestor’s clan when they first caught the scent of the human world, the aura acted like a narcotic on the Ghost race. They stood there intoxicated, unable to stop themselves from breathing in the fresh air greedily. It was intoxicatingly sweet.
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