Su Qingyu stood in front of his own palace Hall and looked at the group of noisy people in the distance. He could not help but frown. However, he did not say anything. Those noisy people were all slave soldiers. Slave soldiers had always been like this. It was just that he was not in a good mood, so he felt annoyed looking at those people.
This time, he had transferred over 10 million slave soldiers. In addition to the nearly 7 million people they had left, they had an Army of 17 million. With the help of the higher realm's mighty figures, he did not believe that they would not be able to take down the blood sea realm this time. If they still could not take down the blood sea realm this time, then su Qingyu would immediately report this matter and ask the Shadow Realm to attack the blood sea realm with all their might. They had to destroy the blood slaughter sect if they could not do so. They would be the unlucky ones in the future.
