There were many inns and hotels in this ancient city. There were even places that specialized in selling intelligence, but Ye Sheng did not know about it.
He had just arrived and wanted to keep a low profile so that he could not use his soul to scan the entire city. Therefore, Ye Sheng had set his eyes on an ordinary person from one hundred clans.
The so-called ordinary person was equivalent to Ye Sheng. In Ye Sheng's eyes, those who had not reached the immortal realm were all ordinary people.
Ye Sheng was looking for a target. After walking through a street, he saw a strange hundred clans.
A skeleton!
A silver-white skeleton was swaggering on the street. Its head was emitting spiritual fire, allowing it to move freely. In the eyes of the common people, its cultivation was very powerful.
It was at the human realm!
But in Ye Sheng's eyes, it was equivalent to nothing.