The Troops of The Upper Realm (1)

For the last half month, the entire Lower Realm had been in the most stressful state of the war preparations. All the soldiers were staying alert and preparing themselves to be able to join the battle anytime which was just around the corner.

At the same time, a huge army had officially entered the Lower Realm, unveiling the upcoming gory fight.

In front of the hundreds thousand armies, there was Luo Qingcheng in a light armor riding on a big horse. The howling wind in the Lower Realm blew on her face, causing her black long hair to fly along. Looking at the desolate landscape that was never up to the standard of the Upper Realm, her eyes slightly narrowed. She took a glance over the crystal clear water and greenish mountains. However, the spirit energy in the air was unbelievably low.