After Lu Chuan gave the order for the army to split into two routes, he immediately continued forward, heading straight for the Moro Race's lair.
At the same time, the army divided in two. One portion, led by the Great Xuan King and the others, followed closely behind Lu Chuan.
The other portion chose to split off.
They formed elite squads one after another and began setting up formations, purifying the Sinister Baleful Qi between heaven and earth.
They transformed this region, building it into a forward base for the Human Race.
At the same time, at the center of the Moro Race's territory, within a mysterious Grotto-Heaven world, billowing sinister demonic qi churned and boiled.
All of the Moro Race's higher-ups had gathered there. Each of their faces was dark, and Sinister Baleful Qi filled the entire Grotto-Heaven world.
"You all saw it, didn't you! The Human Race's army has come killing its way here. A crisis has descended upon our race, and we face a calamity that will wipe us out..."
A low voice came from the mouth of Moro Wushan, the current clan leader of the Moro Race.
As the clan leader of the Moro Race, and also the Moro Race's strongest expert, Moro Wushan's strength had already reached the limit of Emperor-class, not one bit inferior to the Great Xuan King.
But now, Moro Wushan's face was full of fatigue, and in the depths of his eyes there was a trace of unease, even fear.
The Moro Race was only a small clan among the Hundred Clans of the Heavens.
At the beginning, they had followed behind major clans like the Demon Race and Devil Race, killing their way into the Human Race's territory to pick up scraps.
In fact, all along, the Moro Race had