A Desperate Gamble! The Abyssal Sage King is Delighted!

"Understood!"

Hearing the words of the lead Soul Master, the dozen or so Soul Masters behind him responded in unison.

Before them lay the mountain range, directly facing the heavily fortified Federation Legion.

But at this moment, the Soul Guidance Detectors within the Federation Legion suddenly flickered out.

Even the patrolling Federation soldiers retreated into their respective barracks.

Seeing this, Ghost Emperor immediately knew this was the route his Master had arranged for them to enter the Abyssal Passage.

Ghost Emperor moved first, his entire figure instantly vanishing into the night, and the remaining elders of the Holy Spirit Cult followed closely behind.

Due to the deactivation of the Soul Guidance Detectors, Ghost Emperor and his party stepped into the Federation's defensive line with ease.

But just as they were about to cross the final line of defense to enter the inner side of the Abyssal Passage, a figure suddenly emerged from the last command camp.

"Hm?"

Wang Jie, having stepped out of the command camp, had intended to return to his own tent, but he suddenly saw a group of black-robed Soul Masters standing not far before him.

Wang Jie paused for a moment, then immediately recalled the words Dong Zi'an had spoken to him.

He patted his own head, acting as if he hadn't seen Ghost Emperor and his group at all, looked around a few times, and then muttered to himself as he turned back toward the command camp.

"The moon is so round tonight..."

Hearing this, Ghost Emperor and his group wore strange expressions.

Because at this moment, the sky was covered in thick clouds; where could there be any sign of a moon?

Just then, the Soul Guidance Token at Wang Jie's waist suddenly fell.

This token was the very key to opening the final