Please Come Into the Urn

"Are you sure?"

Beyond the defensive line, Liu Yu cast a sultry glance at Hong Fang and asked.

Hong Fang gazed at the distant defensive line and snorted. "Given what we know about Defense Zone No. 9, even at its peak, it couldn't possibly withstand so many Dao entrants."

"I heard that Lu Tong is the inspector of Defense Zone No. 9. He's seriously wounded too—what can he possibly do to us?"

Liu Yu let out a coquettish laugh. "Exactly. It'll take at least two hours for the other defense zones to send reinforcements. We have more than enough time."

"We just don't know whether Lu Tong is still in there. If he hides and refuses to come out, there may be nothing we can do."

Hong Fang narrowed his eyes. "Since he's the inspector here, he'll naturally show himself once we break through the defensive line."

"Even if he truly avoids battle, we can still pillage Defense Zone No. 9 and come away with quite a haul."

"Then we'll flee far away. What can Azure Edge Dojo possibly do to us?"

"Most of the people are here. Let them lead the charge!"

Hong Fang swept his gaze over the interstellar wanderers and bandits gathered nearby, then raised his voice to incite them. "Everyone, the Xuanming Dao Treasure is here, and countless riches await us beyond that defensive line."

"Charge in!"

As soon as his words fell, the bandits under his command took the lead in charging out. There were more than thirty Dao entrants among them.

The wanderers who had merely come after hearing the news only charged forward after seeing someone else make the first move, unwilling to fall behind.

They did not dare take the lead, but neither would they miss an opportunity to fish in troubled