Lu Wangshu naturally understood this principle.
However, the situation before her was greatly different from the cultivation world wars she had imagined.
Yet, she did not feel disappointed in her heart.
Knowing that if the war were too intense and protracted, both sides would suffer heavy casualties.
Her father's decisive action in eliminating several top-tier forces from the enemy and then supervising and sitting at the battlefield was the best choice to reduce losses.
"What is happening with this Demon Path Envoy, why has there been no movement?"
Lu Changsheng stood on the Golden-Winged Heavenly Peng, quietly gazing towards the direction of the Beast God Mountain, pondering in his heart.
In this battle, the only thing he needed to pay attention to was the Demon Path Envoy of the Blood Sea Sect.
However, during these preparatory days, the demon forces of Liang Country have done nothing but retreat.
