As the Immortal Light gradually faded, several figures appeared before Ning Wangshu. His gaze immediately sharpened, and he stared intently at them.
But a moment later, he relaxed slightly.
"Two Mysterious Immortals and two Celestial Immortals of the Luo Heaven! Good. As long as no one above the Taiyi Golden Immortal level has arrived, there's nothing to worry about!"
Ning Wangshu thought to himself.
In an instant, he had judged their cultivation levels from the auras emanating from them.
With only two Celestial Immortals of the Luo Heaven and two Mysterious Immortals, Ning Wangshu had nothing to worry about.
As Ning Wangshu watched them, they also noticed him immediately. They couldn't help but pause in surprise, their faces showing astonishment.
Then, almost simultaneously, they furrowed their brows.
One of the Mysterious Immortals immediately demanded in a stern voice, "Who are you? You're not from the Ancient Demon Clan. What are you doing here?"
His tone was full of accusation.
Ning Wangshu glanced at him and said coolly, "Before questioning me, shouldn't you first identify yourselves and tell me who you are?"
"How dare you!"
Hearing Ning Wangshu question their identities, the Mysterious Immortal immediately roared in anger. He fixed Ning Wangshu with a cold, arrogant stare and said icily, "A worthless ant like you dares to ask who we are?"
"That's right! We are immortals. When you see an Upper Immortal, you should be on your knees!"
The other Mysterious Immortal also shouted coldly and haughtily.
Ning Wangshu had not revealed his aura, so the people before him had no idea of his cultivation. They simply assumed he was a cultivator from the Human World.
After all, they never would have expected immortals to exist in the Ancient Demon Realm—let alone immortals whose cultivation was no lower than their own.