"Stop right there. This is the Kunlun Immortal Court of the Primordial World, not a place you may enter as you please."
"State your names and purpose first. Once this poor Daoist reports it, it will be decided whether you may enter."
"If you dare force your way in, this Kunlun Immortal Court will be your burial ground."
A cultivator at the peak of the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm looked at the Three Pure Ones with an arrogant expression.
Why did he dare act so brazenly? Because he could not discern any cultivation from the Three Pure Ones.
There were only two possibilities when one could not see another's cultivation. One was that the other party was far stronger than oneself; the other was that they had no cultivation at all.
He was now only one step away from becoming a Daluo, and he could see through the cultivation of even a mid-stage Daluo Golden Immortal.
Thus, he subconsciously assumed that the Three Pure Ones had only just taken form. Having heard of the Immortal Court's great name, they had come seeking refuge and protection.
After all, cultivators like this came knocking every day. They had long ceased to find it strange, and most were simply sent away.
Little did he know that his words had thoroughly enraged the Three Pure Ones. Tongtian had already drawn the Green Duckweed Sword.
Before the cultivator could understand what was happening, his physical body and primordial spirit instantly turned into nothingness.
When they saw their leader killed in an instant, the remaining Immortal Court members guarding the mountain gate were scared out of their wits.
Most of them fell to their knees and continuously begged the Three Pure Ones to spare them. Those with slightly more courage had already fled toward Kunlun Mountain.