The Blood Race was a race skilled in battle and conquest. This had long since been engraved deep in their bloodlines, and they were born knowing far more than the Human Race.
So after Thousand Streams Blessed Land received the news that three blessed lands had joined hands to attack, they responded swiftly.
Blood Race members were constantly dispatched by Yu Lingfeng to scout the enemy's movements, and message after message was sent back from outside.
By daybreak, the Allied Army of the three blessed lands was only a hundred li away from Thousand Streams Blessed Land.
Yu Lingfeng was also deploying troops and assigning generals on his side. Though his cultivation was not very high, he had quite the bearing of a great commander. Under his arrangements, Thousand Streams Blessed Land was organized in perfect order.
This was all thanks to him borrowing Dao Thirteen's strength a few days ago to kill the chicken and warn the monkeys. Now, he could be considered to have some prestige before the Blood Race under his command.
Another hour passed, and the Allied Army of the three blessed lands finally arrived at the gates.
There was no verbal exchange whatsoever. The Allied Army of the three blessed lands launched its attack directly.
To the Blood Race, waging war and attacking one another was the most normal thing in the world. What need was there to waste words? They just had to fight.
In terms of troop strength alone, the Allied Army of the three blessed lands outnumbered Thousand Streams Blessed Land by twice as much. With the three Blessed Land Masters personally present, morale boomed like thunder.
The Allied Army advanced toward Thousand Streams Blessed Land in a half-encircling formation. Soon, the forces of both sides were bombarding each other with blood