Everyone followed the sound and looked over, only to see a middle-aged man slowly stepping out from the crowd, utterly ignoring the gazes around him.
A smile hung on his face, but rather than making people feel at ease, it seemed somewhat false.
With each step he took, his entire body gradually changed until he finally became Daoist Zhunti.
He couldn't hold himself back and jumped out already? Liu Mang secretly thought.
He had thought Zhunti would keep lurking among the Human Race, scooping up more of them to take back to The West.
He had not expected the reincarnation of Hong Yun alone to force him out into the open.
It seemed that either The West was truly short on people, or Zhunti had already begun throwing all decency aside for Merit and fate.
Liu Mang thought it was probably both.
After all, Zhunti still owed the Heavenly Dao an enormous debt of Merit.
How should I make him pay it back? Forget it, I'll leave it to Uncle-Master Zhunti. If he insists on courting death, then so be it.
Though thoughts surged through Liu Mang's mind, his movements were not slow in the slightest. He quickly bowed in salute.
"Greetings, Uncle-Master Zhunti!"
"Greetings, Saint Zhunti!"
Seeing Liu Mang and Xuan Du's actions, the Human Race came to their senses and hurriedly knelt.
"Greetings, Lord Saint."
They had not expected him to be a Saint, much less one who had lived among the Human Race with them for so long. Those who had interacted with Zhunti before could not help recalling whether they had offended this Saint in any way.
They had heard that he was exceptionally petty. If they had offended him, they would be in serious trouble.
"May I ask why Uncle-Master Zhunti transformed into a member