A golden light flashed across the sky of Cerulean before suddenly halting over the city of Calonia.
"This is where the battle took place, huh? Then the people living here should know more about him," the young man muttered as he appeared, his platinum hair and eyes shining under the light.
He proceeded forward, releasing his aura. He could sense that this city housed the most concentrated number of strong cultivators in this world.
The heads of each family immediately felt the overwhelming aura above Cerulean. They were caught off guard, as the presence was unfamiliar to them. Confusion filled their minds—who was the owner of this powerful aura? It was far beyond their strength, and they couldn't determine whether it was friend or foe.
Without hesitation, they swiftly moved, heading toward the sky above Cerulean.
"You sensed it too," an old man with purple hair remarked, turning to see the other clan heads gathered beside him.
