Gao Wu: You broke off the engagement at my 100th birthday banquet, do you dare take my punch?

"You say you'll help the Blood God Clan, but how? All the races are still watching us."

"We're struggling to protect ourselves, how can we possibly help the Blood God Clan?"

"One hundred thousand troops are enough. Any more, and those children probably won't come back."

"Yeah, we can't just abandon our home, can we?"

This is an attitude.

"The Blood God Clan has offended all races in their attempt to help us. Are we just going to sit idly by and do nothing?"

"If you can't help, then try something! We're in-laws now, and allies too, we can't just ignore it."

"If we ignore the Blood God Clan now, our allies won't help us in the future either. We have to do this favor!"

"I suggest that we contract the front lines in all directions to reduce the pressure on defense, and use the extra forces to support the Blood God Clan."

This is a different attitude.

Both sides have valid points, which is the fundamental reason why the other side cannot be persuaded.

Wang Shoudao sat at the very top, his eyes closed, seemingly unaffected by anything.

Seeing that the arguing had subsided, Li Qingyue tapped on the table.

"Everyone, please calm down."

"This argument won't get to any result."

The group of elderly people gradually calmed down.

However, they were both still angry, and it was clear that neither of them would give in to the other.

Wang Shoudao then opened his eyes.

He didn't discuss what had just happened, but instead directly conveyed the order.

"Contract the defenses."

"Dispatch an army of 500,000 to aid the Blood God Clan."

"If necessary, the ninth-rank officials can be deployed."

After he finished speaking, he got up and left.

This is Wang Shoudao's consistent style.

After he left, the group of old men looked at each other in bewilderment.

"So... is that the decision?"

Li Qingyue glanced at everyone present.

"Alright, let's do it this way."

"Sigh, I still feel this is inappropriate."

"There's no other way; even Zhiqiang has spoken."

"Let's come up with a detailed plan."

Everyone obeyed Wang Shoudao's orders obediently.

Even if they ramble on a bit, their actions still obediently begin to make detailed plans.

Shrinking the defensive line is not just a matter of words.

This involves a large amount of resources and troop movements.

Countless ordinary people have to leave their homes and hometowns.

The defenses also need to be rearranged.

A simple sentence involves the mobilization of hundreds of millions of people and countless resources.

After the order was issued.

It's very quick to implement.

Each province began to implement the measures quickly, relocating people and shrinking defense lines.

An army of 500,000 entered the Blood God Clan from the Ninth Province as support.

Adding the 100,000 troops previously transferred, the total force is 600,000.

The Blood God Clan itself has an army of 1.5 million.

The total number of troops was 2.1 million.

It sounds like the army is indeed very large.

But in the face of the Supreme and the Ninth Rank.

This number has no meaning.

Everyone understands this principle.

But the army still needs to be mobilized.

It's impossible for the ninth-rank and supreme-rank warriors to win the war and then have to go out and clean up the small fry, right?

There are quite a few ninth-rank members in the Blood God Clan.

The only supreme being is the Blood God Emperor.

The human race is temporarily unable to provide support.

We must first resolve the problems on our own battlefield.

War is imminent.

On the territory of the Blood God Clan.

The war was the most brutal.

When dealing with the Blood God Clan, all races showed no restraint whatsoever.

Not only did a large army directly press on the border, but seventh and eighth-rank officials also made their moves.

They are high in the air, and ordinary methods cannot affect them at all.

But every time they made a move...

They will all take away a lot of lives.

On the Blood God Clan's side, there don't seem to be many seventh- and eighth-rank individuals.

At a glance, it looks like it's only a little over two hundred.

This is indeed a bit too little for a top-tier race like the Blood God Clan.

The myriad races also sensed that something was amiss.

"Isn't the number of Grandmasters in the Blood God Clan incorrect?"

"Too few, it should be at least four hundred."

"What about the remaining grandmasters?"

"Could they have run away?"

A group of masters from all races discussed the matter animatedly.

They have gathered nearly 1,500 grandmasters on their side.

The goal is to create an overwhelming situation.

It's definitely a crushing victory now.

But the remaining grandmasters they didn't meet made them feel uneasy.

"Ignore them, just take action."

It has an extremely powerful opening.

They came to exterminate our entire clan.

Regardless of where the other Blood God Clan Grandmasters are.

None of them will have any impact.

There are only two hundred or so grandmasters left.

A mere ninth-rank official could wipe them out.

As for those ninth-rank cultivators who haven't made a move, isn't there still this supreme powerhouse to oversee things?

"yes!"

A group of grandmasters received the order and immediately rushed forward.

The battlefield was divided into two parts.

On the ground, it was a battlefield for those of rank six and below.

There are also countless ordinary people.

The sky is the battlefield for grandmasters.

On the Blood God Clan's side, they are at a significant disadvantage in terms of numbers.

Even in terms of strength, they don't have much of an advantage.

Because among the grandmasters of the myriad races, there are angels and gods involved.

Both races are naturally superior to the Blood God Race in terms of bloodline and abilities.

So they just faced off.

The Blood God Clan suffered heavy casualties.

This loss is not limited to the battlefields of grandmasters.

The same applies to the battlefield below.

However, on the battlefield below.

The losses of the myriad races and the Blood God race were roughly equal.

"Hurry! Don't hold back."

Zhiqiang was urging them on from the shadows.

One thousand five hundred plus two hundred.

It's such a waste of time to keep dragging things out.

The group of masters dared not waste any words and could only speed up their pace.

The Blood God Clan Grandmaster also unleashed his bloodlust.

Hold firm and refuse to retreat.

We must fight these people to the death.

However, given the absolute difference in numbers...

Even if we fight desperately, we can only take away a few more enemies.

There was simply no way to form an effective resistance.

The battle, which lasted for several hours, came to an end.

To be precise, the war in the air has ended.

More than two hundred Blood God Clan Grandmasters did not survive!

As a price.

The Grandmasters of the myriad races suffered a loss of over a hundred.

The reason why the losses were so small is that the quantity of masters can lead to a qualitative change.

So many masters joined forces.

A single attack could wipe out dozens of grandmasters.

The Blood God Clan was utterly unable to resist.

"Go and clean up the battlefield below as well."

Zhiqiang continued to issue orders.

They've come to carry out a plan to exterminate the entire clan.

Of course, they wouldn't spare the ordinary Blood God Clan soldiers below.

A group of grandmasters, suspended in mid-air, simultaneously attacked the battlefield below.

As for whether it will affect our own people?

that's not important.

They were all ordinary people below the sixth rank anyway.

There are two completely different species and two different levels of life between Grandmasters and those below them.

A grandmaster wouldn't care about the lives of ordinary people.

Under the influence of the master.

On the battlefield below.

The Blood God Clan also began to crumble.

Even with the Grandmaster's intervention, countless armies of myriad races were annihilated.

However, their sheer numerical superiority compensated for this loss.

"retreat!"

The Blood God Clan sounded the retreat.

Continuing to fight is pointless.

The loss of a Grandmaster was too much for the Blood God Clan to bear.

They need someone to step up and break the deadlock.

Several ninth-rank members of the Blood God Clan appeared in mid-air to cover the retreat of the ordinary troops below.

When a ninth-rank expert appeared, that supreme expert intended to make a move.

But the Blood God Emperor appeared not far away.

This brought the war to a temporary end.