When Wu Lingchong saw Golden Bridge City in the distance, his heart clenched.0

The typically crowded city gates were completely abandoned. There was no sign of cultivators nearby, either.0

This was extremely unusual.0

“It seems the city’s experts anticipated your arrival, Daoist Brother,” Wu Lingchong whispered. “If it’s as I suspect, you’ll face grave peril as soon as you enter the city.” 0

Su Yi casually raised a jug of wine and said, “We’ll rest here for a day, then set off.”0

Wu Lingchong froze, stunned. He could tell that Su Yi wasn’t the least bit concerned about the danger they’d encounter now that they’d arrived here.0

As they conversed, they reached the gates of Golden Bridge City. Su Yi didn’t delay; he just walked confidently inside.0

In stark contrast with Su Yi’s composure, Wu Lingchong’s heart tensed, and he watched his surroundings on high alert. He was ready to fight from the moment he first entered the city.1

The streets were deserted, save for the odd hurried figure. The once bustling teahouses and restaurants had all shut their doors.0

Everything they passed was terrifyingly quiet.0

Wu Lingchong...0