The City of a Thousand Sails.
"Quick, Quick, Quick!"
Huang Fu led a team of the best sect masters through the street.
The city had descended into utter chaos: the crowd was scattered everywhere, with unending screams and cries. Everywhere, the ground was slowly cracking open, with a black-scaled arm that reached out, pulling everyone who went near under.
"Rumble..."
A white tower slowly cracked and fell down towards the direction of Huang Fu and his team.
Everyone in the group were elites and dodged the falling tower easily.
The tall tower smashed onto the street, crushing more than twenty shops on both sides of the street. Some of people hiding fainted from the extreme noise.
A trench tens of meters long appeared as the tower fell on the hard rock slate floor.
"Have we contacted the various sect masters yet??" Huang Fu shouted at his apprentice brother beside him.