"Is that Longxing City up ahead?"
Yang Ming stopped and gazed at the imposing city standing on the distant horizon.
As a coastal city, Longxing City boasted extensive waterways and shipping routes. Countless vessels passed through it, making it a distribution hub that handled tens of thousands of tons of cargo every day.
Thanks to its advantageous location, Longxing City had no shortage of money. Its city walls stood over thirty meters tall, and the city was divided into an Outer City and an Inner City. The Outer City enclosed over a hundred li of land, its thick brick walls displaying wealth at every turn.
But now, this once-mighty city of the Heaven Dou Empire had fallen into the hands of the Spirit Hall Empire.
Behind Yang Ming gathered a group of senior Sky-Blasting Gang members. It was a truly dazzling lineup: even the weakest could rival a Titled Douluo, while the strongest had reached the demigod realm.
"Let's go."
Yang Ming took the lead, walking at the front while the others followed at an unhurried pace.
Before their party even approached Longxing City, the guards had already spotted them. Orders from above had demanded strict vigilance lately, and the Sky-Blasting Gang's attire was far too recognizable. Black robes and Demon Masks revealed their identities at a glance.
Hundreds of city guards shut the gates tight. Some went to notify their superiors, while the rest banged gongs and drums to summon more soldiers to defend the walls.
"Sky-Blasting Gang, halt!"
On the wall, a soldier shouted at Yang Ming and the others:
"Take one more step, and we won't hold back!"
"Is this how the Spirit Hall Empire treats its guests?" Yang Ming removed his mask, his lips curling into a mocking smile. "Where's that old turtle Qian Daoliu? Go