Haitang was clearly very weak at the moment. She had fallen into the Ghost Ship several months before Lu Ye, her physical body trapped within as her foundations steadily drained away.
Strictly speaking, the Haitang Lu Ye had seen aboard the Ghost Ship had not been her true body, but a manifestation of her Divine Soul Spirit Body.
That was why she could continuously rewind through each cycle. Her true body had always been trapped somewhere within the Ghost Ship.
With her Divine Soul Spirit Body separated from her true body, Haitang had no way to control her own fleshly body. Under such circumstances, she would naturally grow weaker and weaker until she finally perished, body and Dao extinguished.
What startled Lu Ye was not her current condition, but her form.
The Haitang he had seen within the Ghost Ship had appeared to be an ordinary Human Race cultivator. Yet the Haitang now entering his sight was only palm-sized. She looked no different from a human, but Lu Ye was certain that Haitang was absolutely not Human Race!
There were no humans this small in the world.
Of all the races Lu Ye had seen, the smallest were undoubtedly the Fairy Race. Yet even individual fairies were the size of infants, several sizes larger than the Haitang before him.
A faint smile appeared on Haitang's pale face. "Please forgive the spectacle, Junior Brother. I am of the Square Inch Mountain Little People Race."
"Square Inch Mountain Little People Race?" Lu Ye was dumbfounded. "But aboard the Ghost Ship, Senior Sister, you clearly..."
Haitang said, "That was likely one of the Ghost Ship's Rules as well. The crew members you saw should have belonged to different races, but aboard the ship, everyone appeared in the ordinary form of the Human Race."