From Bai Yan's memories, Su Mo learned quite a bit about the Abyss Race.
At present, the Abyss Race was mobilizing troops on a massive scale. In Heavenly Net Palace alone, which the Abyss Race occupied, no fewer than sixty million members of races such as the Abyss Race, Golden Horn Race, Soul Race, and Spirit Race had gathered, and their numbers were still rapidly increasing.
And this was only Heavenly Net Palace.
The Abyss Race had four major strongholds within the Human Realm Domain: Void Heaven Hall, Heavenly Net Palace, Heaven-Slaying Dao Sect, and Immortal Divine Sect.
Among them, Void Heaven Hall had already been destroyed by the Human Race, leaving only the other three major strongholds.
Heavenly Net Palace alone had gathered an army of sixty million. If the forces assembled at Heaven-Slaying Dao Sect and Immortal Divine Sect were added, the troops gathered there would undoubtedly be staggering.
Clearly, the Abyss Race intended to launch an even larger offensive and stir up a war of immense proportions.
Presumably, the Human Race's upper echelons were also fully aware of this.
Su Mo did not believe that the Human Race had no spies or informants within the Abyss Race. The Human Race surely had many sources of intelligence, and the Abyss Race simply could not conceal such a matter.
Compared to a war on such a scale, the battle at Xuan Yue Battle City earlier was hardly worth mentioning, as childish as a child's game.
Su Mo deeply felt the inadequacy of his own strength in these turbulent times. Thus, he agreed to Ancestor Mingjian's proposal and immediately returned to Primordial Divine Mountain.
After returning to Su Peak, Su Mo began sorting through the various spoils of war.
In this slaughter, he had devoured roughly more than twelve hundred