Heaven's Mandate

Fengdu.

The sky was dark and heavy, as though veiled beneath a layer of haze.

The Great Void was misty and indistinct; vaguely, it seemed to possess the bearing of a blessed land and Grotto-Heaven unto itself.

"[Mountain Ghost]..."

"Rumor has it that one can hear the [Mountain Ghost] wailing here... Others say these are the souls of countless unjustly dead, calling out to the Nether Bureau..."

One after another, exotic beasts resembling black panthers emerged, carrying numerous Lesser Shamans and Spirit Shamans to the outskirts of Fengdu.

The shamans, wearing Nuo Masks and holding shamanic implements, looked toward the dim sky not far away and whispered among themselves...

Their expressions held even more anticipation and fear.

To them, this sort of expedition organized by the Shaman Terrace was a "blood-soaked trial"!

Its casualty rate was even terrifyingly high.

"There are several types of danger within Fengdu, and every one has already been listed in the books..."

From the hazy Great Void walked a Grand Witch wearing a Nuo Mask.

His voice was stiff and hoarse... like a traveler in the desert about to die of thirst. "But there are also endless opportunities. In particular, the Shaman Terrace of the Jing Kingdom from those years held countless treasures and inheritances... There is even the 'Qilin Tome.' Whoever among you retrieves it shall surely become the master of the Chu Shamans!"

"Go... The task of reviving the glory of the Chu Shamans now rests upon your shoulders!"

With a wave of the Grand Witch's hand, the many exotic beasts gave low growls and dissolved into masses of black qi.

Though the remaining shamans were filled with unease, they could only enter Fengdu step by step and begin this expedition with its appallingly high death rate.

The Grand Witch fell silent for