In the eyes of the crowd, this place was located behind a row of taverns, but in Fang Yun's eyes, it was enveloped in a swirling white dragon aura, as if wrapped in white clouds, filled with deadly intent.

The two hundred demon soldiers blocked the exit tightly. Both sides were filled with dangerous white dragon aura. The only chance to break through the blockade was to charge from the front.

Fang Yun took a deep breath, slowly scanned the crowd, and said slowly, "The Dragon King originally planned to ambush during the Demon Suppression Literary Meeting, but because the Holy Land started early, the Dragon King had to launch an early attack from the sea. If none of us can break out and send a warning, when the Dragon King retrieves the Hollow Tower Beads, we will all die."

The crowd slowly nodded, no one doubted Fang Yun's words.