Lin Luo City was the provincial capital of Wu Province. With only sixty or seventy thousand permanent residents, it counted as a very small city.
However, Lin Luo City was also the city closest to Nine Deaths Cliff, so quite a number of martial artists had gathered there.
Recently, because the imperial court's army was launching an expedition against the Demon Sect Main Altar, the atmosphere in the city had become tense. The court's three hundred thousand troops were all stationed within the city, ready to march on Nine Deaths Cliff at any moment.
Standing outside the city, Ning Xiaochuan looked toward Lin Luo City from afar. Its walls were bristling with war flags, God-Shooting Crossbows, and Profound Stone War Chariots. Any sparrow that flew above the walls would be shot down.
"To leave the sphere of influence of Nine Deaths Cliff, we have to pass through Lin Luo City?" Ning Xiaochuan frowned deeply, sensing the city's murderous atmosphere.
Duanmu Ling'er's leg injury had mostly healed. She, too, felt that forcing their way through Lin Luo City would be exceedingly dangerous, so she said, "There is another route. We can take the Hantuan River. But the Hantuan River is a heavily defended stronghold of the Demon Sect. Crossing it would be harder than ascending to heaven."
"We're going to the Hantuan River!" Ning Xiaochuan said decisively.
The moment his words fell, the ground suddenly began to quake with a rumbling roar.
Dense grayish-brown dust rose at the horizon like a Ghost Cloud.
Roar!
A dragon's cry came from within the dust.
Very soon, a squad of martial artists riding dragon elephants charged in from the horizon. There were twelve of them in total, and they arrived beneath Lin Luo City.
The leader was Ji Hanxing.
She held a Dragon Elephant