The city gate, spanning twenty meters across, could only allow fewer than twenty well-trained soldiers to pass at a time even if they were orderly. So, for this dense crowd of forty thousand to enter the city, it would take at least half an hour at the minimum.
Leading the Da Luo Sect forces, numbering over five thousand, Ding Peng watched as their entry into the city, although disorderly, slowed the pace of the retreat from behind. At the same time, the last thirty thousand Mansion Army troops were entangled with a portion of demons, beginning a desperate resistance.
"Young Sect Master, the brothers are ready!"
On top of the city wall, an elder from the Da Luo Sect in the Dan Embracing Phase approached Ding Peng and spoke in a somber tone.
