"You dare to impersonate a disciple of the Da Fan Immortal Sect?" A woman standing not far in front of Ding Huan shouted loudly at him.
Ding Huan's face was pale, looking like someone who had indulged excessively. Such a person, even if they were a disciple of the Da Fan Immortal Sect, couldn't possibly be brought to this place.
Only core disciples representing their Immortal Sects in competitions could come here.
Even the guard was startled by this accusation. Impersonating an Immortal Sect disciple was grounds for immediate execution.
The guard wanted to step forward to intercept Ding Huan but hesitated, knowing that a mistake on his part could spell doom for him.
Ding Huan glanced at the woman's attire, which belonged to the Small Kunlun Immortal Sect. He had always been curious if this sect had any relation to the Kunlun on Earth.
However, he ignored the woman and waved towards a middle-aged man who looked somewhat anxious in the distance, saying, "Elder Mu."
