High above.
The great battle was still raging.
The Blood Race and the Asura Race had a total of four King-class Fourth Rank experts, and at this moment, they were being besieged by dozens from the Human Race.
Under Cang Qinghu's lead, all the Human Race experts had formed a Battle Formation.
They forcibly suppressed the four King-class Fourth Rank Foreign Race experts.
For a time, they slaughtered until the enemy gradually lost even the strength to parry.
Lu Chuan did not join the battle.
For one thing, he was not familiar with the Battle Formation. If he rashly joined in, not only would he be unable to help, he would also affect the Battle Formation's operation.
It could be seen that before the battle began, these Human Race experts had familiarized themselves with and rehearsed this Battle Formation.
Their coordination with one another was extremely tacit.
So Lu Chuan very sensibly stood off to the side and covered the formation.
Of course, aside from that, there was another reason he stood outside the Battle Formation: he was waiting for the right opportunity to act.
He was preparing to activate the Xuantian Seal and create an opportunity for Cang Qinghu and the others.
"Cang Qinghu, you can't kill us. Even if you borrow the power of the Battle Formation, at most you'll fight us to a standstill. Thinking you can kill us is simply a fool's delusion."
On the battlefield, a King-class Fourth Rank expert of the Blood Race growled, "If you let us leave now, that will be your wisest choice.
Otherwise, the longer time drags on, the more disadvantageous it will be for you..."
"You want to leave? No chance... Today, even if we have to wear you down, we'll wear you to death..."
Cang Qinghu snorted coldly