Or rather, this isn't the kind of situation that requires a specific ability to deal with.
After a rapid thought process, Wen Yan quietly waited.
When the Old Ghost approached, Wen Yan spoke.
"Old man, is there anything you need help with?"
The Old Ghost slowly raised his head, his cloudy eyes looking at Wen Yan.
"Are you the one who can make decisions?"
"Yes."
The next moment, the Old Ghost blinked and appeared before him, the shoes in his hand now worn on his feet, and he reached into Wen Yan's chest with one hand.
Then he paused there, motionless.
Wen Yan looked down at the Old Ghost's hand, indeed it ignored defenses, ignored the vest he was wearing, didn't even damage his clothes, like a phantom, directly piercing into his body.
After a few seconds, the Old Ghost remained motionless, his expression unchanged.
Wen Yan paused in silence.
It's a bug...
Clearly, the Old Ghost had no self-awareness, running like a program.
