They gave their introduction, but still, there was no reply.
It was as if they weren't worth anything to him at all.
The leader of the five of them was a middle-aged elf.
His eyes turned somewhat cold.
"Fellow cultivator, we will ask you again politely. Hand over that demon or don't expect any respect from us."
These five were all Martial King level powerhouses, not even tier 1 existences, but they were the absolute rulers of this region.
However, elves were good at magic, so their cultivation was based on magic. They were five Magus Kings.
They were so conceited that the idea that the cultivator might be a demon didn't even occur to them. They thought no one other than elves could come here, into their Elven Empire.
But Ethan didn't pay them any attention because their presence was so minuscule to him that he almost missed them. They were like some bugs to him.
