"As expected of the White Tiger Slaughter Immortal Camp—what a formidable presence!"
Lu Ren looked at those formations, shock appearing on his face as well.
Especially those immortal soldiers—the calamity aura emanating from them was even more terrifying. At the very least, they had all reached Three Tribulation Transcendence. Their overall strength was unquestionably far greater than that of the immortal soldiers of their Azure Dragon Annihilation Camp.
"The White Tiger Slaughter Immortal Camp is openly acknowledged as the foremost of the Four Great Immortal Camps. To this day, the other three camps have been unable to shake their position!"
Mu Hanxue said indifferently.
"They truly are powerful. Their overall strength is far too great!"
Lu Ren nodded in agreement.
This was something he had no choice but to acknowledge!
"What makes them strong is not merely their overall strength, but also their immortal soldiers' combat experience. Their First Camp in particular once slaughtered its way across the Battlefield of Dimensions, bathed the Demonic Path Army in blood, and crushed the bones of countless powerful enemies beneath its feet. They are a blood-soaked, battle-hardened army that crawled out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Throughout the Nine Heavens, their name is known to almost everyone!"
As Mu Hanxue spoke, a grave look surfaced in his eyes.
"Hanxue, do you think we can defeat them?"
Lu Ren asked.
Mu Hanxue knitted his brows. "Their overall strength surpasses ours by far, and their use of battle formations has reached the point of consummate mastery. If we want to win, I'm afraid it will be extremely difficult!"
"Hahaha, Legion Commanders, have you all been well?"
Zhang Meng stepped forward to greet them.
"Zhang Meng, have you been well?"
One of the silver-haired elders cupped his hands and smiled.
"Bai Hao, I