The Might of a Single Arrow

An hour later.

The army set out on time, personally led by Wang Tiejun, heading straight for the entrance to the Star Realm passage.

Lu Chuan also moved with the army.

Powerful Spiritual Power swept out, covering millions of miles of mountains and rivers.

Within the range shrouded by his Spiritual Power, the moment any trace of the Blood Race was discovered, he struck without hesitation and erased them.

With a mighty expert like Lu Chuan protecting them, the journey was naturally unimpeded.

In less than half a day, the army had already fought its way outside the Star Realm passage.

Perhaps because they had long since learned that the Human Race army was attacking, a crimson barrier had already risen from the War Fortress outside the passage.

The Blood Race had actually been waiting in strict formation.

Clearly, they had received some information, so they had not taken the initiative to attack, but had chosen passive defense.

In fact, that was exactly the case. The Blood Race had already learned what had happened in the previous battle.

They had also learned that the Human Race had gained an expert like Lu Chuan.

His strength was suspected to be at the Half-step to God Realm.

Against such an existence, they were simply no match.

Naturally, they would not be foolish enough to take the initiative to attack and intercept Lu Chuan and the Human Race army.

Instead, they had very calmly chosen passive defense.

"They modified the War Fortress. That defensive barrier is too powerful. We can't break it..." At the very front of the army, Wang Tiejun looked at the War Fortress shrouded in the blood-colored barrier before him, his expression exceptionally ugly.

Then he turned to Lu Chuan beside him and said, "Heaven's Chosen Lu Chuan, it looks