Lin Changqing's gaze had already sharpened. As he watched the figures in the sky, his heart tightened.
On Kunlun Mountain, only a handful of the senior disciples of the two teachings had reached the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm.
Guang Chengzi, Duobao, and Zhao Gongming. Just those three.
Guang Chengzi had once tried to attack Lin Changqing, but Duobao had stopped him. Lin Changqing had still felt the pressure Guang Chengzi unleashed in that instant.
There was no way he could face that head-on right now!
Even with his cultivation having improved.
"Daoist Brother Changqing! Are all of them from the Demon Clan?"
Ao Ying had forgotten about her earlier question. She stared at Lin Changqing in utter tension, her heart filled with shock.
After all, they were Grand Unity Golden Immortals! Even within a powerful force like the Demon Clan, they were pillars of strength, beings worthy of ascending the Sacred Mountain!
Among the living beings of the Primordial World, the difference of a single realm was like heaven and earth.
Lin Changqing might have been able to easily kill an early-stage Golden Immortal with his Mystic Immortal cultivation, suppress a mid-stage Golden Immortal, and even contend with Ink Flood Dragon, a late-stage Golden Immortal.
But that was unprecedented in the Primordial World!
Other than Lin Changqing, even ten peak Mystic Immortals together might not be able to shake an early-stage Golden Immortal!
Likewise, a Grand Unity Golden Immortal was simply beyond the reach of a Golden Immortal!
No matter how strong Lin Changqing was now, he still felt utterly powerless.
Those late-stage and peak Golden Immortals were already beyond what he could take on.
Faced with Ao Ying's question, Lin Changqing only nodded bitterly.
Yet his eyes held not a trace of fear.
Instead, his indomitable spirit grew