Can these people count as half-human? Ascension-level experts?
Sima Pomo instantly sensed the terrifying aura of the other party. They were far stronger than him.
Demon Race?
He had seen experts of the Demon Race before, but their aura had not been like this. These few looked more like humans...
But humans... could they have returned from the upper realm?
Sima Pomo's heart trembled as he began to doubt the origins of the people before him.
"I have something to take care of. Watch over things here."
Seated on the podium, Sima Pomo patted Zhao Ruiming on the shoulder before leaving his seat.
"Second Brother, that man seems to have spotted us."
The formation master watched Sima Pomo leave the podium, then spoke to the sharp-eyed man beside him.
"His perception is decent. Shame his cultivation is lacking."
"The captain is currently in seclusion cultivating. Since he wants to meet us, then let's meet him."
Watching Sima Pomo walk toward them, the man called Second Brother spoke slowly, making no attempt to lower his voice.
A crippled Spirit Transformation Great Perfection cultivator. He looked like one of this world's upper echelon.
If possible, they could obtain plenty of information from him.
Perhaps they could even complete the containment system's mission sooner.
When traveling abroad, one still needed to borrow strength.
When the captain emerged from seclusion, they could give him a surprise.
One minute later.
Sima Pomo had arrived beside the four of them, his face piled with smiles and his attitude exceedingly courteous.
No matter what, their cultivation was higher than his.
Being more polite could never be wrong.
"Greetings, seniors."
With a wave of his hand, Sima Pomo isolated the area from the outside world, then bowed to them.
"May I ask what you seniors need me to