Hu! Hu! Hu!
The desolate call of the war horn echoed across the earth, incessantly, it was the call to arms for the Human Race Warriors, more and more soldiers gathered, the sound of the horn growing louder and more sonorous, as if thousands of horses and foot soldiers were charging.
Clang!
Following the clash of metal sounds, before the ancient Great Camp, five thousand War Masters gathered. Standing in front of them were six hundred warriors with a dense blood qi, each one a warrior of the Blood Refining Realm.
Before the Great Camp, an elder was wrapped in a grey battle robe and there seemed to be a sense of worry hidden between his brows, but his eyes shone with determination. It was the clan leader of the Blue Mountain Combat Clan. Behind the Blue Mountain Clan Leader, four Towering Realm warriors stood side by side.