When the man appeared with Yang An, the city guards reacted quickly, peeking over the towering city walls to watch the two of them warily.
One wore a mask, the other was being flown like a kite. It was a truly eye-catching sight.
"Halt!"
A shout came from the men on the wall, ordering them to stop. But the man paid them no mind. He took a single step, and Yang An's vision blurred. The scenery shifted, and in an instant, they were inside the city.
The city was quiet—a silence caused by the duo's sudden appearance. Everyone on the main street turned to stare at the man and Yang An.
Yang An glanced at them. Just as he'd suspected, this was no place for mortals. These people were all Cultivators.
But just like the people from the Golden Sword Sect he'd seen before, they didn't look human in his eyes. Instead, they were one humanoid shadow after another, their faces completely obscured.
