Heaven Dou City, Crown Prince's Residence.
Outside the estate gates, dense masses of walking corpses surged forward like a tide.
Several hundred guards desperately held the gates.
The captain of the guards was covered in blood as he screamed with all his might.
"Hold the line! Do not let these monsters inside!"
"Hold them back with your lives! His Highness is still inside!"
Several sharp white bone claws pierced through the wooden gates, clawing wildly.
Xue Qinghe stood on the courtyard steps, his expression grim.
Black blood dripped from the longsword in his hand.
Gui Mei emerged from the shadows and dropped to one knee.
"Young Master, there are too many monsters outside. We kill one batch, and another fills their place. We cannot kill them all."
"These monsters feel no pain and do not tire. The guards' soul power is nearly exhausted."
"Before the line breaks, allow this subordinate to escort Young Master through the secret passage."
Xue Qinghe tightened his grip on his sword hilt.
"Retreat? Retreat where?"
"The entire Heaven Dou City has become hell. If we retreat now, everything the Crown Prince's Residence has built will be destroyed."
Gui Mei's eyes were full of urgency.
"No foundation is more important than Young Master's life! His Holiness the Pope ordered us to ensure your safety!"
"The defensive formation around the imperial palace has already shattered. That old man Xue Ye is likely dead or near death. This is the best chance for Spirit Hall to take over Heaven Dou. Young Master must not come to harm here!"
Xue Qinghe looked up at the blood-red night sky.
"Su Chen has yet to emerge from seclusion. If the Crown Prince's Residence falls, who will receive him?"
"Hold the line."
"Whoever takes half a step back will be executed without