The army presses towards the borders.
A large contingent from the Nine Sects points their swords towards Donglu City.
Immediately.
The entire Donglu City fell silent, as if a thick, oppressive cloud hung over the dome above. If unable to bear the weight and falls, none of the million people inside the city would escape.
As a result, calls for the City Lord's Mansion to proactively leave the city and surrender once again arose.
Initially, it was just scattered, but soon, it connected into a single chorus, rising against the wind and snow, echoing across the universe.
As the saying goes, debts have debtors.
These ordinary citizens did not do anything wrong.
They simply did not want to be implicated, that's all.
At the same time.
Outside Donglu City.
A troop of over a thousand men slowed their pace upon nearing the city gate.
The leaders were an elderly man in a blue robe and a middle-aged man in a grey robe.
The former hailed from the Dao Sect, named Li Da.
