The army of North City is already at our doorstep. How can Ice Hall possibly hold out for a week? With all my thoughts coming and going, Bing Ruxue could only say to Chen Tianlong, "Chen Tianlong, you see the situation Ice Hall is in now; it's very grim. Do you have any good ideas? Otherwise, in less than three days, the city gates will be breached, and we will all die here."
Nowadays, Bing Ruxue is extremely trusting of Chen Tianlong, almost as if he were the master of Ice Hall.
"Well, there is a way, but with my current strength, I fear I'd be knocked down before I even start," Chen Tianlong said with a bitter smile.
His six-star Profound Dao strength is essentially meaningless against fifty thousand elite soldiers. Many of them are already six-star Profound Dao. One-on-one or facing dozens might be possible, but against tens of thousands, he'd surely be overwhelmed.
