Just as Lu Hao underwent a transformation, the Heavenly Dog and the other two recovered, and the Initial Martial faction searched for whoever had made a move, the Human Realm began making moves of its own. In late February, the various factions gathered at the Human Realm's Heaven Department. There was already considerable activity in the King Battle Land, and everyone was preparing to make a move there. Naturally, they could not afford to fall behind. At night, a palace rose from the Heaven Department and swept across the sky, carrying every martial artist bound for the King Battle Land. It was not the War God Palace; they were not strong enough to sustain that. This palace had been found in Changrong Heaven and had already floated in the air, making it convenient for Fang Ping to use. "We're sending around three hundred Rank 9 martial artists this time. With the Earth Cave, the other Realm Domain Lands, and the Outer Heavens, I estimate more than a thousand Rank 9s will arrive."
Beside him, Wu Chuan relayed the intelligence they had gathered. That was a conservative estimate. People from the Realm Domain Lands and other factions were still heading toward the King Battle Land. There were too many Rank 9s. Enough ants could bite an elephant to death, and Rank 9s had yet to undergo a transformation. Numbers still mattered. Over a thousand Rank 9s could not be dealt with by brute force alone.
"A thousand... We can't just charge in. If we make enemies of every faction, we'll probably be the first ones killed. Since you've all chosen the Human Race to lead this alliance, you'll have to listen to me. I won't give you a long lecture. I'll say just one thing: I've never returned empty-handed from the