"Hahahaha! Allow me to introduce everyone. This is Fellow Daoist Huan Yiren, and these two are members of the heavenly demon nobility I just became acquainted with, Fellow Daoists Mo Zixu and Wu You..."
Laughing heartily, Immortal Long personally introduced Li Ling and Mu Qingsi to the group of Netherworld Sect cultivators.
Apart from Illusionist, whose aura was obscure and whose strength could not be gauged, the others were plain to see: ordinary Core Formation cultivators with less than half a shark's strength.
People like these had yet to cross the threshold into the ranks of the powerful. They might possess potent magic treasures from their sects, but they should pose little threat.
After a brief look, however, Li Ling felt that the cultivator surnamed Huang belonged to the Yellow Springs Sect, just like Illusionist. The cultivator surnamed Lin carried the vaguely familiar aura of the Ghost Soul Sect, while the cultivator surnamed Han had a faint corpse stench about him, making his affiliation with the Corpse Immortal Sect obvious.
"Why are there several Netherworld Sect cultivators here? At the Core Formation Realm, they should all be elder-level figures!" Mu Qingsi secretly transmitted. "And it looks as though several sects are acting together."
"Indeed. This is highly unusual," Li Ling replied. "Those major sects may not be as poorly staffed as we are, with only a handful of Core Formation cultivators, but an ordinary matter wouldn't warrant mobilizing so many people.
"Immortal Long's introductions were extremely perfunctory. If I hadn't smelled something wrong with their scents, there would have been no way to tell whether they were locals from the West Sea or outsiders!
"Never mind. Let's watch how things develop first. It may have nothing to do with us."
"That works too," Mu Qingsi said.
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