Chapter 1805: The Might of a Single Punch

At the gates of Sixth City, people streamed out without stopping. Fewer and fewer came in. Inside the walls, it had become hard to spot a single figure. The whole city looked stripped bare and desolate. Up on the ramparts, Elder Sheng Wu Mo wore a strained, bitter expression. "Ah…" he sighed. "Most of the factions have already pulled out of Sixth City. Only a little over ten remain. I'm afraid we won't last past tomorrow…" A close friend beside him let out a long breath, then said, "Why don't...