Outside Firmament Star.
Up to ten thousand warships were approaching.
The great commodore of Stronghold Thirty-One, Daoist Celestial Luo Shui, was holding onto a scroll when her face sank.
The scroll was a piece of intel that her scout had sent.
The Blood Tribe army was approaching!
The other strongholds had also received similar news.
"What's happening? The Battle of Blood God Mountain was supposed to inflict heavy losses on the Blood Tribe's civilization. They weren't supposed to have the resources to wage war for at least a few eras. It has only been a few years. How's it that their armies are approaching again?"
Luo Shui said with a low voice.
She immediately called for a military meeting.
Several great Heavenly Imperials and Daoist Celestials gathered.
"Oh, the Blood Tribe is coming again. Since I didn't have the chance to fight them the last time, it looks like this will be my opportunity."
