Zither

Boom!

A loud explosion echoed at the port. The city's residents were startled by the sound and looked frightened.

The once-proud cultivators, who looked down upon ordinary mortals, were also terrified. They were retreating as if their lives were in grave danger.

The city's guardian cultivator had a grim expression when he arrived at the explosion site. He was dressed in a simple black hanfu with golden patterns. He had short black hair and gray eyes, and his appearance was average.

"What the hell is happening here?!" he roared, looking at his subordinates, who had numerous minor injuries. The guardian cultivator looked furious: "You bunch of idiots! Did you get scared and retreat? What if this bastard destroys our city?! Huh?!"

"I-I'm sorry, Mr. Xian Sheng... b-but there was someone at the Soul Nascent stage! We didn't dare to approach!"

"What?!"