North gate of Xuantian City.
As the sky gradually darkened, there were almost no cultivators crossing the city gates by now. Anyone who dared to leave the city at this time was either fools who didn't know their places or peerless experts who were confident in their cultivation!
By the time Su Zimo and the others arrived at the city gates, two cultivators were pushing the tall and thick stone doors shut slowly.
"Fellow Daoists, please hold on!"
Su Zimo shouted hurriedly.
If he wanted to enter the city, Su Zimo could burst forth with Ethereal Wings or Divine Steed Fleeting and make it through the gates before it closed.
However, Ji Chengtian and the others could not do so.
The few of them were physically and mentally exhausted after the battles along the way. There was no way they had energy left given their injuries.
