The night sky was silent and dimly lit. Within the secret realm, day and night still existed. However, daytime wasn't very bright, and night wasn't too dark. The sky overhead seemed like a lamp that changed with the passage of time.
The Exotic Beasts of the junior trial field had completely quieted down. Soldiers of the Third Battalion of the Martial Arts Corps spread out to every corner of the field, starting a carpet search from the outside in.
The command center bustled with people.
Wireless devices couldn't be installed in the trial field, and there weren't even any wired telephones. Consequently, contact with subordinate units relied solely on messengers running back and forth.
Wu Changfeng commanded from the center, while Wang Lan quietly watched him swiftly issuing orders and rapidly receiving situation reports. This scene resembled ancient television dramas from his previous life.
