Su Fan had spent several months recuperating in this barracks, which was packed with wounded soldiers, before he was finally driven out.
After leaving the temporary barracks, he discovered that dozens of similar barracks for housing the wounded had been built all around it.
Su Fan remembered that when he had first arrived, there had only been two such barracks. In just a few months, dozens more had been added.
It seemed that the Celestial Race had suffered truly devastating losses on the battlefield in recent times.
The moment Su Fan stepped out of the barracks, two Celestial Race cultivators blocked his path. They then led him into a nearby room and interrogated him for nearly half an hour.
He secretly congratulated himself. It seemed the Celestial Race had intensified its inspections of its people during this period.
Fortunately, he had hidden here for several months. Otherwise, some flaw might have appeared somewhere.
He could escape, but if he wanted to continue infiltrating the Celestial Race's territory in the future, it would probably not be so easy.
Fortunately, the two Celestial Race cultivators who examined him this time were both in the Golden Core Realm. They could not see through his disguise at all.
As soon as Su Fan finished being examined, someone took him away. The Celestial Race's front line was now under severe pressure, and nearly all the people in the rear had been conscripted.
Someone like Su Fan, who had only just recovered from his injuries, would also be sent straight to the front line.
Although he did not know how the fighting between the two sides had gone over the past few months, judging from the Celestial Race's current condition, the front line should be in dire straits.
Su Fan had been forcibly conscripted again the