Feng Wuchen and his group, without a sound, made their way to the city gate.
All along the way, the streets were very deserted, obviously aware of something.
The city gate itself was completely empty, the atmosphere extremely eerie, giving off a strong sense of unease.
"Hall Master, there's an ambush. I sense a soul power aura," Ye Tianwei said with furrowed brows, his expression becoming more solemn.
"Master, there are more than a dozen Tianji Realm warriors," Lan Yue said gravely, vigilantly on guard.
"There's no use hiding anymore, even fools could've guessed it," Feng Wuchen spoke lightly, a hint of scorn at the corner of his mouth.
In response to Feng Wuchen's group's presence, suddenly, waves of terrifying energy pervaded the city gate, all targeting the dozen or so of them.
"Eighteen Tianji Realm warriors!" Liu Qingyang's complexion slightly shifted, as the line-up was truly formidable.