After confirming Xia Dong's identity, the Impermanence Envoy on the right gave a slight nod and swept his wide black sleeve.
A streak of black light cut through the dim air of the secret chamber and stopped steadily before Xia Dong.
Xia Dong raised a hand and caught it.
It was a simple black token made of neither metal nor wood. It felt extraordinarily heavy, and a bone-piercing chill seeped from it.
Xia Dong lowered his head to examine it closely, a strange glint flashing through his deep-set eyes.
The token's design, size, and even the intricate ancient cloud patterns on its surface were uncannily similar to the Ascension Order!
Yet the auras they gave off were complete opposites.
If the Ascension Order embodied the vitality of ethereal transcendence and ascending to immortality, this black token radiated pure deathly stillness and darkness, as though it connected to the ninefold underworld.
"This is the Yellow Springs Token."
As if noticing Xia Dong's scrutiny, the Impermanence Envoy on the left spoke at just the right moment, his voice as cold as ever. "From today on, it will serve as proof of your identity as a Yama Walker."
The Impermanence Envoy then explained the Yellow Springs Token's many uses in detail.
It was far more than a lump of iron that identified its owner. It was a link to the mysterious Yama Dao Fruit.
The Yama Dao Fruit's missions to collect fragments and explore Secret Realms, along with their details, dangers, and Yin Virtue rewards, would all be conveyed directly to the token's owner through the Yellow Springs Token.
"As a Yama Walker, you have considerable freedom. Whether to accept a mission is entirely your decision," the Impermanence Envoy warned gravely. "But you must remember this rule: once you accept a mission, the