There were tens of millions of people in this Spirit Main City. However, because it was large enough, it was not crowded.
After going down the Heavenly Eagle Mountain Range, Long Chen saw a boundless and tall city wall. The city wall was shrouded in black mist and he couldn't see the wall in the distance.
The city wall was over a hundred meters tall, it was incomparably majestic. Long Chen had to raise his head to see the guards standing on the city wall. They weren't the Netherworld Army, but they weren't that bad either. At least, when Long Chen glanced at them, he didn't see any cultivators lower than the fourth level of the Heaven Martial Realm.
"The Netherworld Army is the army of the Netherworld Mansion. They're stationed in these cities mainly to intimidate the City Lords and prevent any unexpected incidents. The usual security work and the security of the cities should be the responsibility of the city guards," Long Chen guessed.
After all, the Netherworld Army of ninety million people had a very high status in the Netherworld Mansion.
Long Chen was now in one of the hundred cities of the Netherworld Mansion.
There were people coming from all directions and entering the Spirit Main City. Among them, Heavenly Eagle Gorge was just one of the small paths.
Walking into the crowd, Long Chen and countless people headed in the direction of the Spirit City. Surrounded by countless experts, he didn't stand out at all.
There were tens of millions of people in the Spirit City. Every day, there were hundreds of thousands of people moving around.
Long Chen noticed that the quality of the people entering the Spirit City was much higher than the quality of the people in the Scarlet Sun City. These people who came from afar were all riding puppet horses or other ferocious beasts. Although some of them had restrained their auras, they couldn't hide their terrifying auras. Long Chen could only carefully avoid them.
"My goal in coming to the Spirit City is to raise my cultivation level to the God Martial Realm in the Spirit Battlefield. I won't go to the Netherworld Mansion for now. When I have the strength of the God Martial Realm, coupled with my ability to kill people above my cultivation level, it'll be more suitable for me to go to the Netherworld Mansion."
Long Chen thought to himself as he followed the bustling crowd into the Specter main city. There were tens of thousands of city guards on both sides, as well as hundreds of thousands of city guards on the city walls and city towers. Countless sharp eyes stared at them, and under the countless eyes, everyone felt their scalps go numb. Who would dare to cause trouble here?
Even a tiger would have to retract its claws.
After passing through the thick ink-colored city wall, Long Chen entered the Spirit City. The ink-green city wall should have been reinforced by talisman masters. With such thick walls and strange runes flashing on them, even Long Chen himself wouldn't be able to break through.
Inside the Spirit City, the streets were clearly connected and arranged neatly. The buildings were tall and sturdy, and after being reinforced by the talisman inscriptions, the entire Spirit City was as hard as steel. It was even harder than the steel in the Ancient Graveyard's Glazed Gold City.
The Specter Main City had strict rules and regulations. All the power was in the hands of the City Lord. Under the strict management of the army, very few people dared to openly make a move in the Specter Main City. Therefore, what Long Chen saw was an orderly and prosperous scene.
There was an endless stream of pedestrians. In front of them was the main road of the main city. Outside the main road, there were countless branches. On both sides of the road near the city gate, there were many shops. Inside the shops, there were all kinds of goods. There were even many things that cultivators needed, such as alchemy pills, divine weapons, battle skills, etc.
"Next, I should inquire about the location of the Spirit Army's encampment, and then inquire about the selection of the Spirit Army." After entering the Spirit City, Long Chen pondered about this matter.
Ah Dong and the others had already entered the city. However, Long Chen didn't intend to look for them. Because he had the True Martial Monarch Soul, Long Chen's path was different from theirs. Even in the Emperor Region, Long Chen still had heaven-defying potential.
Everyone had their own fortuitous encounters. Long Chen had helped them escape danger, so he had already done his part.
In an elegant teahouse by the road, Long Chen sat down and listened to the discussion of the people next to him. At the same time, he looked at the various people in the Spirit City. There were countless strong cultivators. Here, ordinary cultivators in the Earth Martial Realm were just children. As long as they were adults, they basically had the strength of the Sky Martial Realm. Among them, there were many people in the first and third Sky Martial Realm. Everyone worshiped martial arts. Martial arts were prevalent. Any woman could brandish a kitchen knife in her hand like a tiger.
In addition, cultivators above the fourth Sky Martial Realm were also very common. On the way, Long Chen saw many cultivators in the seventh or eighth Sky Martial Realm. There were even cultivators in the ninth Sky Martial Realm who were equivalent to the six monsters.
Figures of this level were legends in the Primeval Cemetery, yet in this place, they were only ordinary people, right?
After the tea was served, Long Chen asked, "Do you know where the training camp of the Netherworld Army is?"
Hearing Long Chen's question, the innkeeper smiled. He took out a piece of paper and said, "The answers to your questions are written on this paper. You young cultivators from other places want to join the Netherworld Army. Every day, dozens of people ask me this question. After dozens of years, I'm already afraid. This is everything I know about the Netherworld Army. Take a look."
"Thank you."
Long Chen smiled rather embarrassedly. Indeed, if he was asked this question every day, he would be extremely speechless as well. However, he could tell from the side that there really were many people who wanted to join the Netherworld Army. No wonder so many people died every year, yet the Netherworld Army was still able to maintain its numbers. "You're welcome.
"No thanks. But young man, I don't think your strength is enough. In these years, I've seen many experts of the seventh level of the Heaven realm return home with their tails between their legs. Why have you come to join in the fun now? It's not that easy to enter the Nether Army. Even if it's the seventh level of the Heaven realm, without a God Tier Battle Skill, wanting to enter is very, very difficult."
"I've only come to understand a little. In around ten years, I'll come and try. Thank you for the reminder," Long Chen said modestly.
"That's more like it. The Netherworld Army is the trump card of the Netherworld Organisation. Once they send out ninety million soldiers, who can stand up to them? So the selection is naturally very, very strict. When I was young, I also wanted to join the Netherworld Army, but after several decades, I can't even reach the fourth Sky Martial Realm. I can only open a teahouse here," the innkeeper said rather emotionally. His eyes were filled with loneliness.
The world was cruel. Long Chen shook his head, before looking at the information the innkeeper had given him.
"The Specter City is split into four regions. They're named after directions, north, south, east, and west. The training camp of the Netherworld Army takes up a quarter of the city. It's in the east of the city, and the training camp is a sealed region. Ordinary people are forbidden from entering.
"On the fifteenth of every month, there'll be a selection for the Netherworld Army. The fifteenth is also the day to register. After registering, you can directly participate in the selection. Every month, there'll be thousands of people registering, but in the end, only a hundred will pass.
"The Netherworld Army's selection is held in the Specter Coliseum in the east of the city. At that time, there'll be a total of four examiners who will evaluate the results of the participants. At that time, the participants will fight against ferocious beasts or puppets to display their battle prowess and abilities. The examiners will evaluate the cultivator's strength based on attack power, battle experience, extraordinary performance, temperament, potential, and other factors. Only three or more examiners can pass. Only then can you enter the ranks of the reserve Netherworld Army.
"The reserve Netherworld Army depends on the number of people who pass, and then the selection will be carried out. In the end, only a hundred people will join the Netherworld Army and become the new blood of the Netherworld Army.
"The four examiners are chiliarchs of the Netherworld Army. They lead a thousand Netherworld Army soldiers, and they're experts of the first level of the Divine Martial Realm."
Long Chen looked through it bit by bit. The information recorded on this piece of paper, in summary, was more or less the above content. He calculated that today was already the thirteenth, and there were only two days left until the fifteenth.
In these two days, he had to prepare well and ask around for more information. For example, during the selection, what ferocious beasts or puppets would be.
Long Chen guessed that if it was a ferocious beast, it would be a level seven Emperor level ferocious beast. Also, if one's performance wasn't outstanding enough, even if they defeated or killed the ferocious beast, they might not be able to pass. After all, among the four examiners, three or more people would have to agree.
However, Long Chen had the strength to kill an expert of the eighth level of the Heaven Martial Realm, so these things shouldn't be a problem for him.
After reading the paper, Long Chen was about to thank the shopkeeper, but at that moment, there was a huge commotion in the direction of the city gate. Long Chen's facial expression didn't change. He took a sip of tea and looked in the direction of the commotion.
At that moment, the people in the teahouse also came out and looked in the direction of the city gate.
Even though there was a commotion, the main city of specters wasn't chaotic. It was obvious that the people in charge of this city were very powerful.
"Shopkeeper, what's going on?" asked Long Chen when he saw the shopkeeper come out. He was very interested in the direction of the city gate.
"Right, you're not from here, so you don't know anything about the main city of specters."
The main character hadn't appeared yet, so the shopkeeper wasn't anxious. He introduced himself and said, "I'm older than you, you can call me Old Wang."