Beneath the crimson sky, a colossal war fortress crouched upon the earth like a steel behemoth.
Countless beings clad in regulation armor converged into torrents, pouring through the fortress's many entrances.
The air reeked of sulfur, metal, and sweat.
Shen Fan blended in among them, utterly unremarkable.
He had just completed registration and received a set of equipment issued to squad leaders.
A Fire Origin Spirit Race soldier handed him a black iron token.
"Captain Wu Ji, this is your identity token and the key to your Cave Mansion. It has already been bound to you.
"Any merits you earn from now on will also be issued through this token. Once you have enough, you can exchange them for resources and treasures unique to our Fire Origin Spirit Race."
There was a trace of barely perceptible respect in the soldier's voice.
In a military camp where strength reigned supreme, the cultivation of an eighth-grade True Ancestor was enough to earn anyone's respect.
Shen Fan took the token and nodded to the soldier.
It felt slightly heavy in his hand, and intricate Formation Patterns were carved into its surface.
Besides the token, he had also received a set of black armor and a regulation-issue long spear.
The armor was clearly made from better material than the ordinary soldiers' bronze armor. Its light flowed beneath the surface, and it radiated a faint energy fluctuation.
Shen Fan said nothing more. He simply nodded, then followed the directions toward the encampment at the rear of the army.
The war horns had yet to sound.
The army needed to gather here, rest, and await its final orders.
Along the way, countless pairs of eyes turned toward him.
Some were filled with awe, others with curiosity, and still others with deeply concealed envy.
The privileges of