152: The right foot of the sealed one, Butian's idea

The upcoming battle won't end anytime soon; gaining one more Legendary treasure means one more layer of assurance.

Then, he summoned the virtual panel from his mind and, with a thought, clicked on the heavenly dao roulette.

He clicked 'Refresh with Spirit Stones', consuming 80,000 Spirit Stones from his spatial inventory.

A golden light flashed across the heavenly dao roulette, and the golden grid reappeared on it.

The heavenly dao roulette still had 4 draws remaining.

With a thought, he clicked 'Draw'.

The number of draws changed from 4 to 3.

The pointer on the heavenly dao roulette slowly rotated, gradually speeding up.

Then it slowly decelerated, finally stopping on the golden grid without suspense.

"I didn't expect it to be this."

Yang Qianhun slowly exhaled, a faint smile appearing on his face.

With a thought, he directly retrieved the treasure.

A golden card appeared in his hand, exuding a powerful and domineering aura.

Name: The Sealed One's Right Foot

Type: Card

Quality: Legendary

Effect: Inject spiritual power to summon the Sealed One's Right Foot to attack enemies.

Description: The Sealed One's Right Foot. Upon unsealing, immense power will be gained.

"Now, only the Sealed One's Left Foot and the final unsealing remain to complete it. How strong is god-like power, I wonder?"

Yang Qianhun couldn't help but feel a little anticipation, and with a thought, he put the golden card in his hand into his spatial inventory.

The remaining Spirit Stones were not enough to refresh the heavenly dao roulette again, so he had to give up for now.

He led everyone to continue advancing towards the coordinates provided by Qin Jiuxiao.

In less than five minutes, Yang Qianhun led everyone to stop a thousand meters away from the coordinate location.

At this moment, he led Pei Yuanqing, Luo Cheng, Yuchi Gong, Xiahou Dun, Xiahou Yuan, 700 Double Halberd Guards, 100 Magic Wolf Knights, 18,200 Death Warriors, 60 Sword Saint Guards, 700 Strong Archers, 700 Shadow Guards, and 40 Curse Warlocks.

The number of people was too large, and the target was too big.

He ordered everyone to rest in place, while he first used Divine Eye to observe the situation from afar.

From their current position, they could already see the valley Qin Jiuxiao mentioned; the valley entrance was U-shaped.

The width was about five meters.

Inside the valley, several beams of light shot up into the sky, colorful and dazzling.

It was indeed as Yang Jiuxiao had said.

Outside the valley, there was a dense mass of people, but the number had increased.

All of their information was observed by Yang Qianhun one by one.

Divided by race, they should be categorized into four major forces.

Human Race: fifteen lords, eight from Pretty Country, seven from Country Y.

Among them, the strongest was a male named Gabriel, a Ling Zhe Tenth Order.

The other lords were at most Ling Zhe Ninth Order.

Twenty-five generals, all Spiritual Master Level, the highest being Spiritual Master Third Rank.

10,000 ordinary Sword Soldiers, 3,000 Advanced Grade Longbow Soldiers, 3,000 Advanced Grade Double Sword Soldiers, 2,000 Advanced Grade Great Shield Soldiers.

A total of 18,000 people.

Orc Race: twenty lords, seven from the Tiger-Men Tribe, five from the Leopard-Men Tribe, five from the Cowmen Tribe, three from the Snake-Men Tribe.

Among them, the strongest was a male Tiger-man Lord named Tiger Might, a Lingshi First Order.

The other lords were at most Ling Zhe Tenth Order.

Forty generals, all Spiritual Master Level, the highest being Spiritual Master Fourth Rank.

8,000 ordinary Beast Soldiers, 7,000 Advanced Grade Shield Beast Soldiers, 3,000 Rare grade Berserker Soldiers, 7,000 Advanced Grade Giant Beast Soldiers, 3,000 Rare grade Double Axe Beast Soldiers.

A total of 28,000.

Mechanical Clan: ten lords.

Among them, the strongest was a male named Mechanical Thirty, a Lingshi First Order.

The other lords were at most Ling Zhe Tenth Order.

Twenty generals, all Spiritual Master Level, the highest being Spiritual Master Third Rank.

8,000 ordinary Mechanical Sword Soldier, 3,000 Advanced Grade Mechanical Spearman, 3,000 Rare grade Mechanical Gunner, 2,000 Rare grade Mechanical Warhammer Soldier.

A total of 16,000.

Half-elf: thirteen lords.

Among them, the strongest was a male lord named Bu Tian, a Lingshi First Order.

The other lords were at most Ling Zhe Tenth Order.

Twenty-five generals, all Spiritual Master Level, the highest being Spiritual Master Fourth Rank.

9,000 ordinary Half-elf Swordsmen, 3,000 Advanced Grade Half-elf archer, 3,000 Rare grade Half-elf Greatsword Soldiers.

A total of 15,000.

Looking at the entire scene, the Orc Race was the strongest, followed by the Mechanical Clan.

Next were the Human Race and the Half-elf.

The entrance to the valley was completely surrounded by the four major forces, with each force occupying a position.

No one dared to act rashly.

And around the valley's periphery, hundreds of scattered forces were hidden, ranging from dozens to thousands of people.

They only dared to watch from afar and did not dare to approach.

Outside the valley, it was bustling and noisy, with everyone chattering, but no one was taking action.

"Everyone has been in a stalemate for so long? The number of people is increasing. If we drag this on, even if you don't fight, it might not be up to everyone present later."

Gabriel, with his golden curly hair, looked around at the other forces present with a proud tilt of his head and narrowed eyes.

"What? Are you scared? Your Human Race is the weakest here. With your aura, you haven't even broken through to the Spiritual Master Level. Where do you get the confidence to bluster here?"

Tiger Might, filled with deep hostility towards the Human Race, looked at Gabriel with disdain and mocked.

If he wasn't afraid of others reaping the benefits, he would have already killed Gabriel and the others.

"Hmph, whether our Human Race is weak or not, your Orc Race knows best, right? One hundred thousand Orcs were wiped out by Yang Qianhun's few thousand men. You still dare to make such grand pronouncements here? Aren't you ashamed?"

Gabriel, hearing this, was not angered; instead, he retorted with a cold sneer.

"What did you say? You Human Race trash, if you dare to speak nonsense again, even if I don't enter the valley, I will slaughter all of you."

Tiger Might immediately flew into a rage, his hand already gripping his wolf tooth club, veins bulging.

But he did not act rashly, because the Mechanical Clan and Half-elf on the side were eyeing them covetously.

They were happy to see his side and the humans fight, so they could reap the benefits.

"I have an idea. How about each of our forces sends a thousand people in? It's better than wasting time here, isn't it? Otherwise, when more and more people arrive later, the situation might become even worse."

Bu Tian saw that Gabriel and Tiger Might were just talking and not acting, knowing that the two sides would absolutely not fight at the moment. He directly scanned everyone and suggested.

"This idea is good. Otherwise, when other races also arrive, we might have to increase the number of people. Each of our sides sends a thousand people in, and the rest guard outside. No one is allowed to enter. If anyone dares to force their way in, regardless of their race, we will jointly kill them."

Mechanical Thirty nodded after hearing Bu Tian's suggestion, expressing strong agreement, and then slowly stated his own idea.

"I have no objection."

Gabriel nodded indifferently, responding casually.

"We also agree," Tiger Might nodded, indicating no objection, then looked at Gabriel with hostile eyes and said coldly, "But once we're inside, how about we each rely on our own abilities?"