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"Qiangu Dongfeng? What is he doing here?"

Yu Guanzhi and Guan Yue exchanged a glance, both of them frowning slightly.

After a brief moment of thought, Yu Guanzhi swiftly swiped his fingertip across his wristband. "Let him in."

A brief order was sent out, and almost instantly, a confirmation reply came through the wristband: "Yes."

West Mountain, where the War God Temple stood, was like an ancient bronze sword thrust straight into the clouds, rising proudly more than four thousand meters above the outskirts of Ming City.

This fortress, which housed the Federation's greatest fighting force, had incorporated the accumulated wisdom of top Soul Guidance experts from the very beginning of its construction.

Around the mountain range, hundreds of sophisticated Soul Guidance devices stood like tireless sentries. Equipped with the most advanced detection systems, they wove an invisible warning net across the airspace and ground within a hundred li. No abnormal Soul Power fluctuation or sign of life could escape their surveillance.

At the foot of the mountain, the elite troops of the Central Legion stood ready. Their camps stretched endlessly, while the cold gleam of standardized Soul Guidance weapons flickered beneath the sunlight, proclaiming the military might that made this place untouchable.

Within the mountain itself, five-meter-thick walls of high-density alloy were layered one atop another. Forged from rare metals fused with special Soul Guidance materials, these walls not only possessed astonishing physical resistance but could also effectively block the penetration of Soul Power.

Even the most powerful siege Soul Guidance Cannons, firing continuously, could only leave faint scorch marks on their surface.

Under such airtight defenses, the elevator at the summit that led directly to the War God Temple's core became the only "living gate."

"Creak, creak—"

The mechanical sound of turning gears shattered the silence as the