Stepping into Liang Zhu City

By the west of Liang Zhu City, in a wild land, thousands of priests were holding long streamers and standing according to the locations of stars. Thick clouds of mist had been rising from the streamers, as light streams flowed along the mountains and covered the area with a radius of a hundred miles. Under the mist and light were numerous quiet square arrays. Those were countless human warriors who had just left the dark mine tunnels. Their hearts were filled with hatred. They gritted their teeth as they stared at Liang Zhu City, their eyes burning with anger.

The dragon man sat on a rock, with his legs crossed. His dragon coiled around the rock, yawning lazily. Dishi Jin stood behind him, gazing at the faintly visible city wall of Liang Zhu City as he asked in a low voice, "Shifu, why did we send so many magic talismans and supplies to those useless playboys? With our power, who could stop us even if we want to break into the city directly?"