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Time was short; every second counted.
The Chen Clan urgently mobilized two companies totaling over a hundred people from the Sunset Medicinal Market, most of them Soul Ancestors and Soul Kings, while Chen Zhang personally assembled fifty core fighters from the Chen Duke's Mansion.
The Ximen Family, Yang Family, Ma Family, and Li Family moved just as swiftly, each drawing on their best fighters in the capital. An elite allied force of roughly five hundred secretly assembled in Soul Fighting City within a single day.
Mo Yu Zheng's intelligence network and those of the other four families went into full operation. Combining the Ximen Family's Fireblade Pavilion's partial knowledge of the Underworld-they did indeed have some underground connections-with the Chen Clan's preliminary investigations into the northeastern region's underground network, they compiled relatively detailed information on the Canopy District's factions overnight, along with a briefing on the Bone-Digging Corps' stronghold location, approximate defenses, and possible approach routes.
At dawn the next day, before the sky had brightened.
Deep inside an inconspicuous abandoned warehouse on the edge of the Canopy District, the floor silently slid open, revealing a dark entrance.
Five hundred elite Soul Masters filed inside without a sound, entering an abandoned mine tunnel thick with the smells of mold, rust, and residual Soul Tool energy.
The tunnel was deathly silent. Only dripping water and their deliberately subdued breathing and footsteps echoed through it.
An invisible pressure hung in the air.
The Bone-Digging Corps were certainly no defenseless sheep. These veterans and desperadoes who licked blood from their blades were bound to have filled the place with lethal traps and hidden sentries.
Click! An exceedingly faint mechanical sound came from the