As the first pillar of light erupted, the power of the Formations on the eleven small islands was activated. In an instant, streams of light blanketed the sky and bombarded the enemy ranks without end.
In the blink of an eye, the Blood Race suffered heavy casualties. Severed limbs and bloody rain flew everywhere.
This was not their first great battle against the Crimson Blood Sacred Land. The Blood Race had long gained experience in dealing with such attacks. Faced with an assault like this, the best response was to spread out. They absolutely could not gather together.
Yet even so, under the Human Race's dense barrage, they still suffered grievous losses.
The Blood Race forces behind them showed no hesitation whatsoever, continuously rushing forward.
At the Array Eyes of these Formations were powerful Dharma Artifacts specifically meant for storming cities and breaching strongholds. Amplified by the Formations' power, a single strike might not destroy heaven and earth, but it was far stronger than an ordinary Dharma Artifact—almost comparable to the explosive force of a Spiritual Treasure.
From high above, the outer island chain arranged in an oval seemed to have turned into a glowing hedgehog. Its countless spikes, flashing bright and dim, were the power unleashed by the Formations on the islands.
Many Blood Race members turned into bloody rain without even having time to scream. Some who were fortunate enough to survive fell into the Divine Palace Sea, only for their wails to gradually fade into silence.
The Divine Palace Sea was a natural barrier. To ordinary Blood Race members, the bloody water within the Blood Sea was no different from a cauldron of boiling oil. Falling into it meant nine chances of death out of ten.
This was also the fundamental reason Feng Wujiang had chosen this