At dusk.
Amid the wails of the surviving elderly and children of the five races, including the Violet Hell Demon Race and the Skyfiend Race, as they migrated along the road, the Iron Blood Brotherhood's army of more than forty thousand set out once more.
The more than three hundred Desolate Celestial Race warriors who had been killed had not truly died. Malthus used a secret technique from the Book of Holy Light to resurrect them, and they rejoined the marching ranks.
The entire army was arranged with the Iron Blood Guardian Army as the first echelon, the Wild Sky Army as the second echelon, the Exploding Flame Army, Violet Ember Heavenly Pearl Legion, and Eternal Army as the central third echelon, the Holy Mark Army as the fourth echelon, and the Void Legion guarding the flanks.
This time, Lu Yang did not have Zhou Tianming notify the lord of the super main city ahead of time. Instead, he led the army forward at full speed.
They traveled north along the Violet River. The water gradually changed from violet to silvery white, and they entered a marshland. While everyone marveled at the changing color of the river, Lu Yang constantly sensed a faint, intermittent killing intent.
Even after he fully expanded his senses, he could not detect the enemy's location. He could only roughly determine their position through his perception of killing intent.
"Chaos Demon Flame Chains!"
Lu Yang suddenly thrust his right hand toward a stretch of silvery-white river water nearby, firing purple-black flames into it. In an instant, the river exploded, and countless silver droplets transformed into spikes that shot toward the Iron Blood Brotherhood's warriors.
Liu Ruohuai and the other Wild Sky Army warriors sneered. They did not even need to dodge; spikes of this level could