'This aura...'
"Interesting."
A smile touched Gu Zheng's lips. With a flash, he descended from the sky, appearing before the old man.
WHOOSH!
The others, who were already in shock, burst into an uproar upon seeing Gu Zheng appear. Some retreated, while others grew tense.
Dunmu Xitu, however, was pleasantly surprised. He kowtowed to Gu Zheng again. "Greetings, King from afar!"
"My surname is Gu."
Gu Zheng used Divine Strange Sound Transmission as he raised a hand and said, "Clan Leader, please rise."
As he spoke, he released a gentle force that lifted Dunmu Xitu, bringing him to stand ramrod straight.
"Thank you, Gu King!"
Dunmu Xitu cupped his fist in gratitude. "Thank you so much, Gu King, for saving us. We never expected there to be a Silver Moon Level existence among these Demon Fiends. If not for you, Gu King, I'm afraid all of us would have died today, and the Salt Tribe would have been wiped out."
'Silver Moon Level? A second-rank Demon Fiend?'
