C515 Ghost Path Prisoner

Ning Wufeng turned his head to look at a corner of the dungeon. The speaker was a hunchbacked old man who was as thin as a twig. If one didn't look carefully, one would think he was a withered skeleton.

However, after he entered the dungeon, he had not used Soul Strength at all. How did this person know that he had cultivated Soul Strength?

Ning Wufeng walked over suspiciously.

"Little brother