C142 Purple Light Saint.

A saint!

The word echoed throughout the valley, lingering long in the air.

The term struck a nerve with everyone present, conjuring a massive question mark in each person's mind.

How could this be?

How could a saint possibly emerge?

"Is he truly a saint?"

West Devil King drifted over to Ren Xiaotian and inquired with caution.

"Yes, a saint."

Ren Xiaotian nodded, reaffirming his statement