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By the time Gu Xi approached the stadium, the warm-up events had already begun.
As a gathering place for undead professionals, Yin Capital looked quite bright and sunny on the surface, but many things carried an undead style.
Large-scale events like this were no exception.
Even Gu Xi had to admit that the warm-up arrangements here were rather professional.
Had you ever seen a dragon dance troupe assembled from Bone Dragon bones?
Had you ever seen lions wearing decorative lion-dance pelts?
Elsewhere, lion dances involved living people wearing colorful lion skins. Here, undead lions wore the decorative pelts themselves, instantly making it far more high-end.
And that was nothing. When you saw Skeleton Soldiers taking off their heads to use as drums, Vampires flying through the sky wrapped in streamers, and Ghosts constantly blowing gusts of wind, you understood the style of an undead festival.
When Gu Xi arrived, many children along the road were already standing atop Skeleton Soldiers, scrambling to catch the head-shaped balloons falling from the sky.
That alone showed just how familiar these children were with the undead.
Having lived in such an environment, by the time they grew up, they would already be thoroughly familiar with everything related to the undead.
Even without talent in that area, people like them would find it quite easy to follow the paths of Necromancers and Death Knights.
Not to mention that those raised in a place like Yin Capital ate, drank, and even breathed air infused with Yin Energy every day. How could they possibly lack talent related to the undead?
This was the foundation of Yin Capital.
Upon seeing those children, Gu Xi even slowed the Holy Silver Evil Coffin considerably.
He was afraid that