In the end, Feng Wujiang overrode all objections and decided to remain behind at the Crimson Blood Sacred Land.
It was not that they intended to live and die with the Crimson Blood Sacred Land. It was simply that fleeing without even fighting would badly tarnish the reputation of these old seniors from the Nine Provinces.
Besides, even if the Blood Race truly had the ability to conquer the Crimson Blood Sacred Land, people like them would still have a strong chance of carving a path through the encirclement.
While the Sacred Land was making intense preparations for war, Lu Ye arrived.
He brought the Shared Breath, Connected Branches Formation Plates. That alone raised the Sacred Land's overall strength by thirty percent, not to mention that he could command those sealed Blood Race Dao Soldiers.
Over the past few days, Lu Ye had been busy with one thing after another and had not interacted much with the outside world. Yet all these old seniors of the Nine Provinces had been watching him in secret. Now that the man himself stood before them, they naturally scrutinized him closely.
"Everyone, proceed according to the assignments we made earlier," Feng Wujiang ordered.
The old seniors said nothing more. Spiritual Power surged around them as they swept off in every direction.
Only Feng Wujiang, Meng Jie, and Yue Ji remained.
"Senior Brother, what should I do?" Lu Ye asked.
Feng Wujiang said, "There are eleven islands around the Sacred Land, forming its defensive line. This line cannot be breached, or the Sacred Land will be lost. Junior Brother, I need you to remain on this island and work with Seniors Meng Jie and Yue Ji. You must ensure this island does not fall."
Lu Ye nodded. "No problem." After a pause, he asked, "What