Beiyuan Province, Legion defense line.
Leng Ye, clad in military attire, casually strolled through the barracks, observing the camp before him.
To call it a camp wasn't quite accurate.
It was a vast corridor; through its one-way glass, one could see the scene inside.
It was somewhat akin to a special classroom.
But here, it was pitch-dark and incredibly quiet.
Nearly one hundred people were in this dark room.
Their vision was completely sealed off.
At their sides were their Pet Beasts.
In this darkness, an oppressive silence reigned, yet phantom shadows flickered now and then.
Each flicker of these shadows was like the scythe of the Grim Reaper brushing past everyone inside. Some managed to block it, while others were 'struck down'.
This was a very special drill for acclimating to dark environments.
It was also one of the most critical drills for the Beast Taming Corps, a requirement for the Heavenly Tomb.
