"Sky City! He's a disciple of Sky City! Everyone, fall back!"
"We can't clash with Sky City! Everyone, go back and find the Immortal Lord!"
When they saw me strike without hesitation, the group of demon cultivators was indignant, but the gap in strength was simply too great. In an instant, they scattered like birds and beasts. Even the immortals at the Great Perfection of Dao Comprehension didn't dare linger here. On top of that, with no hope of taking Windmist City, the moment the signal flares for retreat were launched, not a single one of them remained where they had been.
I glanced at Xue Qingcheng's attire. She was still dressed in Sky City's style, which explained why the demon cultivators had been so frightened.
Xue Qingcheng didn't take it to heart. Since everyone's attention had been drawn to Windmist City, she floated outside the dock, in a place beyond the reach of the grand formation, and looked around.
The dock was filled with unfamiliar disciples and elders. I recognized very few of them. It seemed everyone had never taken the demon cultivators seriously.
They were extremely amazed that Xue Qingcheng had appeared in spotless white and frightened all the demon cultivators away. At the same time, the disciples who saw her appearance were utterly stunned. After all, such exquisite features and peerless beauty, enough to topple a city, were unique beneath the heavens.
Quite a few disciples thought a celestial goddess had descended to the mortal world. Several immediately dropped to one knee and struck a praying pose.
Watching this, Xue Qingcheng couldn't help smiling. She said to me, "Do I really look that much like a goddess?"
"You do. Even in my heart, you're no different from a goddess." I spoke from the bottom of my heart.