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Outside the north gate of Antiquity City.

Looking out, there was nothing but wilderness.

The twelve poles fluttered in the distant sky, and the so-called north camp was actually quite a distance away from the north of the city.

Chen Mu walked out of the city gate holding a copper medal the size of a palm.

On one side of the medal was a raised ghost face with glaring eyes and bared teeth, and on the other side was the deeply etched characters "Antiquity." It was the identity token he had just been given, now bound to his vital energy.

"Which campsite is Boss Le headed to?" Chen Mu looked towards Le Yang’an standing beside him.

Le Yang’an fiddled with the Ghost Face Copper Medal and looked up toward a Soul Summoning Banner to the east, "It should be the Bing Character Flag."

"That’s regrettable," Chen Mu said with a look of disappointment.

The pull on him came from the Soul Summoning Banner to the far west, clearly placing him and Le Yang’an at different locations.

Boss Le had arrived in the Netherworld earlier than him and was well-informed. Chen Mu had hoped they would be stationed together.

What a pity...

"Take care," Chen Mu said earnestly.

"Till we meet again," Le Yang’an tossed his copper medal in the air, caught it, and then left with an easygoing bow.

"Is this Boss Le very impressive?" Shi Dechun, who had been waiting at the city gate, had stealthily approached at some point.

"He’s not just ordinarily impressive," Chen Mu sighed, thinking about the other man’s collection of figurines. @@novelbin@@

With those paper figurines around, Le Yang’an could form an army on his own at any time; how could he not be impressive!

"Speaking of which, all the people you knew have left, so why are you still here?" Chen Mu glanced at Shi Dechun.

Shi Dechun’s face turned serious: "We both crawled out of the River of Oblivion together. How could I bear to see you go off alone? Of course, I need to accompany you on the campaign!"

I don’t believe you for a second!

Shi Dechun chuckled, "Of course, if there’s an emergency, it would be great if Brother Chen could give me a heads-up in advance."

He had always felt that the young monk before him was no ordinary person. With life and death unpredictable on this campaign, he had decided to stay close to Chen Mu first thing.

Old slick-head!

"If you happen to hear any news, I’d appreciate it if you could share it with me as well," Chen Mu replied.

On the way to Antiquity City, he had noticed that the old man’s hearing was exceptionally good. It seemed he could quickly become aware of any topic the group discussed.

"Agreed!" Shi Dechun was overjoyed.

Chen Mu chuckled lightly, hung the Ghost Face Copper Medal at his waist, turned around, and took long strides toward the Hai Character Flag in the west.

...

To the northwest of Antiquity City, at the Hai Character Camp.

By the time Chen Mu arrived, a vast crowd had already gathered, so large that it seemed to have no end at a glance.

The Soul Summoning Banner’s pole, seven or eight meters in diameter, stood in the air dozens of meters high.

At its top, the rectangular flag was black as ink, with blood-red cloud patterns barely visible on the edges.

In the center, a dark golden "Hai" character continuously surged and flipped with the flag.

Beneath the flag was the location of Hai Character Camp, but the whole area was shrouded in grey fog.

Apart from a few clusters of ghastly green flames that were visible, there was only a five to six-meter tall grey-white archway standing lonely in front of the crowd at the camp entrance.

"Are we supposed to enter the campsite?"

"There doesn’t seem to be anyone in charge..."

"Why aren’t there any Yin soldiers or ghost minions?"

Within the messy crowd, many voices of confusion rose one after the other.

"Brother Chen, do you know what the procedure is here?" Shi Dechun whispered.

Chen Mu shook his head slightly and stared at the Soul Summoning Banner in the sky.

Since arriving here, he had felt the pulling force on him slowly rising.

He looked towards the distant crowd and noticed a few people were also frowning and staring at the sky.

"As I thought..."

But before he could understand this change, the air suddenly vibrated.

Hum!

Chen Mu quickly turned his head and saw a shadow rise from the nearby archway into the sky.

It rapidly swelled, turning into an enlarged archway illusion as tall as a two-hundred-story building in the blink of an eye.

Then, a watery curtain appeared on the broad gate of the middle, and suddenly, a pitch-black void appeared behind it.

At the same time, the humming continued, and twelve grey-white archway illusions appeared in succession.

Before Chen Mu could take a closer look, the Hai Character Soul Summoning Banner above him violently shook.

An invisible force swept over everything, and Yin Spirits were drawn up into the air, turning into human-shaped black shadows and merging into a vast black torrent.

Feeling light all over, Chen Mu found himself involuntarily floating into the air, then swept up by the black shadow current, and helplessly flew into the gate of the illusory archway, instantly disappearing into the pitch-dark void.

In the distance, one after another Soul Summoning Banner began to shake, and vast black smoky tornadoes rose up, plunging into the archway illusion.

In a matter of a few breaths’ time, all the Yin Spirits had vanished.

The Soul Summoning Banner vigorously waved, sparsely casting shadows from the distant sky that were dragged to the vicinity of the flagpole. When no more shadows came flying, the banner also vanished into the doorway of illusions.

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Hum!

The air vibrated again as the twelve towering archways slowly faded away.

Above the vast northern fields of the city, a gust of wind spiraled, kicking up a little dust and smoke.

In Antiquity City, red leather lanterns hung in isolation, yet beneath them, there were no figures to be seen.

Inside Moonburge Forest there was no one speaking, only the rustling of fiery red leaves remained.

…

Dim, warm, sluggish, Chen Mu felt as if he had fallen into the River of Oblivion once again the moment he entered the void.

The only difference was that this time he could maintain a bit of awareness, clearly watching Yin Spirits rolling and soaring around him.

It seemed like a long time had passed, yet it also felt like just a moment, when suddenly a bright light appeared before his eyes.

His sluggish thoughts abruptly accelerated, and Chen Mu opened his eyes to see a dim, blood-colored sky.

In the far distance ahead were pitch-black mountain ranges, behind him lay endless open plains, and in the middle, a grey mist stretched far to both sides.

At that moment, an inexplicable restlessness arose in his heart, as if a faint voice was urging him to smash and destroy.

Chen Mu frowned slightly and turned to look at Shi Dechun.

Then he discovered that the usually timid and slippery old man was staring at the back of someone’s head with a thieving glint, as if he was ready to give that person a blunt hit at any moment!

A twitch couldn’t help but appear at the corner of Chen Mu’s mouth.

"This place... is a bit sinister."

Fortunately, the Soul Summoning Banner appeared in time, its slight movement immediately restoring everyone’s clarity of mind.

Mist, archways, ghastly green lights—a camp identical to Hai Character Camp unveiled itself before the group.

Following the guiding force, everyone moved forward through the mist.

Platoons of armor-clad Yin Soldiers were already arrayed in formation, waiting.

Before Chen Mu could take a closer look, tens of thousands of Yin Spirit auxiliaries were quickly dispersed and led away by the soldiers, swiftly integrating into the camp.

Chen Mu, Shi Dechun, and a hundred or so others were also taken away by a long-faced middle-aged man clad in Black Armor.

…

On the way, Shi Dechun fretted in a low voice, "I don’t know what they’re going to have us do."

"Staying within the camp would be fine, hard and tiring work doesn’t matter."

"But if we have to go out of the camp..." Shi Dechun shuddered.

He had always been compliant and law-abiding, yet earlier outside the camp, he had actually thought about knocking someone out with a blunt object?!

If that was what he thought, what about the others?

Too sinister!

"Don’t worry," Chen Mu said confidently.

"Did Brother Chen hear some news?" Shi Dechun’s eyes lit up.

"I asked around a long time ago."

"Being a humanoid Spiritual Field that gathers Jade Dew is the only destiny for us newcomers."

"If something unexpected happens after leaving the camp, wouldn’t that be a waste of manpower?"

"If they want to make full use of people..." Chen Mu raised an eyebrow.

"They won’t let us leave the camp for even half a step?!" Shi Dechun rejoiced suddenly.

Chen Mu nodded indifferently, his face showing certainty.

Then the leading Yin Soldier abruptly stopped and spoke expressionlessly, "Starting tomorrow, you will follow me to Blood River’s banks to clean the battlefield and carry corpses."

Chen Mu was stunned on the spot at that moment.

Cleaning the battlefield? Carrying corpses?

What is this about?!

They want a new recruit like me to pick up bodies and wash the grounds in a dangerous battlefield?

This isn’t what I was told!

The Yin Soldier then pointed towards a row of clay-built bungalows not far away, "That is your barracks. After coming to me to collect your Flame Wheel Vehicle, you can go rest."

"When outside the camp, you must obey orders for work, and you cannot move around at will within the camp. If you lose your life due to recklessness, don’t blame me for not warning you."

"Humanoid Spiritual Field?"

"Make full use of people?"

Shi Dechun looked aggrieved.

"Did you fish that information out of the River of Oblivion?"

"That’s a seriously high level of misinformation!"

Chen Mu’s face was full of melancholy.

I would also like to know why.