The twelve hours passed swiftly, and, as per Qi Tian's request, the total number of cultivators who gathered before the palace was less than three hundred—a minor fraction of the numerous cultivators in Great Zhao Capital City, merely about one thirtieth.
Qi Tian had anticipated such a scenario. He immediately called the ghastly faces back and then split them into two groups. He left one group in front of the palace to watch over the cultivators who had rushed over, ordering them to stay put and not move. If anyone dared to disobey his command, they would be killed on the spot.
