The Ancient God Race's total population had now reached more than 300,000. Of those, 200,000 were elderly, weak, women, or children, while only 100,000 could truly fight. Among those 100,000, nearly all were Low Gods. Fewer than a thousand had reached the Middle God level, only fifty-three had reached the High God Tier, and as for the Main God Tier, there was only Aigulie. Even he was merely on the verge of advancing to Main God and was likely still at the peak of High God Tier.
The Iron Blood Brotherhood was in even worse shape. Even with Lu Yang transforming at full strength, he only possessed High God Tier power. If they wanted to fight the Gloryfire Clan, they could only launch a surprise attack before the enemy was prepared, find a way to weaken them first, and then wipe them out.
If they allowed the Ancient God Race to develop in the border region, then waited until they had established their fortresses and formations before Lu Yang and Aigulie attacked, it would truly be no different from seeking death.
Lu Yang took out all the materials he had prepared in Bandalsburg Prison and handed them to Ma Hui. "Exchange these for Source Soul Crystals as quickly as possible, then contact me."
"We have our own shops in all Twelve Main Cities of the Lava Sea," Ma Hui said. "I can exchange them in advance as soon as I return. If I leave now, I can be back in half a day."
"I won't hide it from you. Part of this batch of Source Soul Crystals is for Aigulie, the Ancient God Race's patriarch. He is about to advance to Main God," Lu Yang whispered.
"Ah?!" Ma Hui's eyes filled with disbelief and excitement. "The Ancient God Race is