The Golden Peng Emperor stood in the air, Demonic Fiend Qi roiling around him, forming terrifying demon clouds, dense as ink.
Behind him was a vast, black-pressed Demon Race army.
No fewer than a million strong.
Every one of them was elite, and several among them had even reached the limit of Half-Step Emperor-class, not the slightest bit weaker than Baili Changkong and the others.
And opposite the Golden Peng Emperor and the Demon Race army.
There was a beautiful woman dressed in a pale-blue robe, leading a Human Race army of likewise one million soldiers.
The two armies faced each other.
Their auras surged, killing intent soaring to the heavens.
The two armies erupted with terrifying might at the same time, and at this moment it seemed almost tangible, colliding wildly.
Rumble...
With almost every collision, the void trembled along with it.
Layers of terrifying ripples spread out.
Just then.
Lu Chuan's sudden arrival immediately drew the attention of quite a few people in both armies.
Especially the two God Realm-level experts at the front; almost at the same time, they shifted their gazes and looked toward Lu Chuan.
"Lu Chuan..."
Almost simultaneously, the two of them cried out in shock, their pupils constricting.
By now.
Lu Chuan's name had long since spread.
Whether among the Human Race or the Foreign Races, it was like the sun at high noon.
After all, he was not yet thirty, yet possessed God Realm combat power.
And he was a native who had walked out from a Border Wasteland. With all these identities stacked together, Lu Chuan had already become a legend.
So whether it was the Human Race's upper echelon or the Foreign Races' upper echelon.
They were all very familiar with Lu Chuan.
Naturally, they recognized him at a glance.