Night had fallen.
The eerie invasion commenced.
A veil of mist drifted through the blackness.
As it neared the South Mountain Sacred Land, it slowly dispersed.
In the black fog's clearing, shadows of the Yin Soldiers emerged.
Three thousand Yin Soldiers positioned themselves, forming thirty teams of a hundred each, infiltrating the South Mountain Sacred Land from different directions.
Each team of Yin Soldiers had a wisp of mist on their person.
This was the Lonely Boat Mysterious Fog, using countless means to guide the Yin Soldiers.
"Ahead lies a great city, guarded by the Old God, proceed with caution."
"Ahead is a Blessed Land, sealed within, difficult to conceal oneself, do not alert the enemy."
"Ahead lies a small town, though lacking the Old God's presence, there's four Human Martial Saints and a temple dedicated to the Human Race Saint Master."
