Every Yin Soldier in the camp returned to position and poured in strength to support the Ghost Domain. Yet beneath the Astral Wind, sharp as a blade, it still teetered on the brink of collapse.
"Mage, we can help!" Meng Liangze cried out again in alarm.
An idea stirred in Tang Changsheng's mind. "My Yin Soldier Camp Board lacks its full complement of troops. It can't support the Ghost Domain."
"We're here, Mage! Can we help?" Shangyang Wang asked urgently.
"Yes, yes, Mage! We're all crossing the river in the same boat now. If there's anything we can do, we won't refuse!"
That's exactly what I was waiting to hear!
As the Spirit Ghosts had said, they were all in the same boat. If it capsized, none of them would escape.
Tang Changsheng thought this to himself, and a Chess Piece appeared in his hand. "If you want to help, accept a Divine Office under me!"
It was rather like robbing people while their house was on fire, but at a time like this, who could worry about that? Staying alive came first.
Zhuang Yongchang shouted, "Everyone in my household is willing to accept a Divine Office under you, Mage..."
The moment he finished speaking, Tang Changsheng raised a Minister Chess Piece and cried, "Go!"
Zhuang Yongchang was swiftly drawn into the Chess Piece. A beam of light merged with him, and when it faded, he wore a green official robe, with a mark on his forehead.
"A Divine Office—a true Divine Office!" Meng Liangze exclaimed from the side, beside himself with excitement.
It was a true Divine Office, of course. The General's Temple had once received an imperial investiture, and even the Protector King Divine General held a Heavenly Court appointment.
The Five Camps Yin Soldiers, too, were Guardian