"I'm guessing the fifth one is real. He's the most handsome."
"How could that be? How could the Shrine be so shallow when choosing someone? The fourth one—the ugly one—must be him."
"Pah, it's definitely the first one. He has such an upright face; you can tell at a glance he wouldn't deceive anyone."
As the group walked along, the people around them were discussing it heatedly as well.
Outside the Shrine.
The crowd that had gathered finally dispersed because of the Shrine, standing far away and watching from a distance.
"Why bother? The Great Dao Venerable only needs one Zhang Ninglie. What are the rest of you following along for?"
The captain of the guards looked at the dozen or so people and sighed.
But upon hearing that the Great Dao Venerable was looking for someone, all their eyes lit up!
The Great Dao Venerable!
It was actually the Great Dao Venerable summoning them. They had thought it was a Shrine Venerable. This opportunity was all the more worth seizing.
Who cared whether he was really Zhang Ninglie or not? I am Zhang Ninglie!
Even if the Heavenly King himself came, I'd still be called Zhang Ninglie.
Among the dozen or so people, the middle-aged Zhang Ninglie frowned. He had never expected the Great Dao Venerable, whom he had only planned to confront much later, to summon him at this point in time.
Had the other party discovered him?
Or had he noticed something was off?
Creak.
The Shrine doors opened, revealing an empty and deserted main hall.
For many of them, this was their first time seeing such a scene, and smiles appeared on their faces.
Yet when they tried to enter, they suddenly discovered that the air seemed to contain a thin membrane.
It blocked everyone outside.