Outside the city gate, there were lines of farmers with their produce, merchants with their goods and rich visitors to the city in their horse carriages waiting to get in.
All of them turned their heads around when they heard one of the Qing Feng Sect disciples shouting.
"Quick, inform the Guardian of the City!" The Qing Feng Sect disciple shouted at the soldiers guarding the gate.
His face was bloodied and his cultivation robe was also smudged with dark spots of blood all over.
Behind him were several Qing Feng Sect disciples that were like him and they scanned around the surroundings with fear in their eyes and open mouths.
They were afraid of something that was coming after them.
The soldiers were stunned for a moment at the sudden change of events.
One moment they were frustrated with checking all those that were coming into the city in the summer heat, and the next moment, they were faced with such a situation.
None of them knew how to react next.
