Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
Most people had already entered the city. Those who had been eliminated were not dejected either. They stood outside the city, watching for a long time with respect and blessings before gradually leaving.
Precisely because they had been eliminated, they understood even more clearly just how steadfast the minds of those entering the city were.
At the very least, they could not compare.
Until the final hour before the deadline, Li Hongtian finally arrived. He said nothing, looking utterly gloomy, ghostly energy radiating from his body as he struggled through the illusion.
And so,
the recruitment ended.
The stone monument rumbled and shot into the sky, settling beside the blood fountain.
This
was the list of everyone who had entered the city.
One thousand one hundred and thirty-two people!
Of course, as time passed, fewer and fewer names would remain on that list.
This was the first batch.
A year later, the second batch would be recruited.
Then the third batch.
Nurturing war through war.
Perhaps in the near future, more than a thousand fearless madmen would emerge across the Wasteland, frantically fighting over every opportunity they could find.
In the woods not far outside the city.
Yang Chen was currently incomparably irritable, letting out low growls from time to time.
He had arrived three days ago.
He was also certain that Wang Ye was inside this city.
But
he could not get in!
Several formations had been set up outside the city, all specifically targeting ghosts.
This had also been Lu Wu's own consideration.
After all, God Burying City would not yet face threats from the Heavenly Court or Spirit Mountain. The urgent problem was the ghosts roaming the Wasteland, which was why his first move had been to