Outside Chaoge City,
the million-strong army brought by Ji Fa all fell into a coma. Under the might of Daoist Zhunti, only five people managed to remain conscious: the Chan Sect disciples, Daoist Burning Lamp, and the others.
At this moment, the crowd was divided into three factions: the one led by Zhunti of the Western Teaching, the one led by Antarctic Immortal Elder of the Chan Sect, and Nameless.
The situation among the three parties was very delicate.
Daoist Zhunti was naturally the most powerful. A single breath from him would be enough to instantly annihilate everyone, but if he did that, the consequences would be extremely grave.
Antarctic Immortal Elder was not stupid either and knew his limits. Although the Saint Yuanshi stood behind him, if Daoist Zhunti was determined to kill him, Yuanshi could not rush over to save him instantly, so his attitude toward Zhunti was extremely respectful.
Now, both the Chan Sect disciples and the Western Teaching members turned their gazes uniformly toward the third party, Nameless.
Daoist Zhunti carefully looked Nameless up and down, thinking to himself: Although this brat almost ruined my Western Teaching's grand plan of flourishing, he is definitely a talent.
Nameless's various previous actions had not escaped Zhunti's notice.
How Nameless had managed to become the Human King had also been basically figured out by him to a large extent.
Zhunti and Jieyin, as Saints, reviewed the whole process and exclaimed that it was a good guy.
In their view, Nameless's position as the Human King was entirely achieved through clever opportunism.
If they were to create a Human King according to Wang Ming's method in the future, the result would inevitably be failure.
Because in a sense, Wang Ming was a Human King to begin with, and Wang Ming