"Hurry and open the gate, or everyone will be dead!"
"Great Luo Sect, what are you trying to do? Hurry up and open the gate..."
"Ding Peng, I've dug up the graves of your ancestors for eighteen generations."
"How dare the Great Luo Sect take such a huge risk? Aren't you afraid the Holy Church will blame you, leading to the destruction of your sect and the deaths of its people?"
"Ding Peng, you Iron-hearted traitor! Brothers, together we attack, kill those Great Luo Sect members outside!"
...
Outside the East City Gate, over thirty thousand people who hadn't yet entered the city gathered, their messy cries of curse still continuing—some hoped Ding Peng would open the gate, some cursed his ancestors, while others threatened the Great Luo Sect with the power of the Holy Church.
The more frenzied ones directly gathered people around them and started slaughtering the few hundred Great Luo Sect members who hadn't made it into the city.
