Everywhere was a mess.
The city walls had been damaged, and some of the able-bodied citizens within had been seriously injured.
The stench of dead lizards pervaded both inside and outside Yellow Leaf City, and from some distance away, the dance of Dragon Lamps could occasionally be seen, providing scant comfort in the terrifying darkness of the night.
It had finally quieted down.
In just one day's time, the guards of Yellow Leaf City had been brutally slaughtered.
Come nightfall, the city was seen by demons as a huge platter, with all the living as meat upon it.
But at last, peace had returned, and people could no longer hear the roar or the trembling from outside the city.
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Having completed the Soul Collecting Pearl Brewing, Zhu Minglang returned to the city gate.
The able-bodied citizens gathered by the old officials, holding torches, immediately surrounded him.
