News of Qin Xian’s journey to the Void Frontline quickly spread throughout the Empire. After all, he had just made a huge splash during the Divine-Demon Trial—not only breaking the trial’s clearance record, but even managing to force back the Abyssal Queen herself

However, despite the buzz surrounding his departure, no one found it suspicious. It was common for top-tier prodigies to head to the Void Frontline for trials and battle experience. Even the eldest daughter of the Chu Clan, Chu Junzhuo, was currently stationed there.

But soon, the attention of both the Empire and the broader human world shifted away from Qin Xian and turned toward Changheng.

The latest Abyssal invasion was absolutely brutal. Both the Chu Clan and the Changheng Military District had repeatedly issued pleas for reinforcements to the Imperial Capital.

Changheng was teetering on the brink of collapse. Even Lu Ji, who typically stayed above such matters, couldn’t sit still—he personally met with Qin Ming multiple times to coordinate large-scale military support for Changheng.

Unlike Changheng, the Void Frontline was something else entirely.

While Changheng spanned several thousand kilometers, it was still one cohesive region within the same world. The Void Frontline, however, wasn’t a single place. Rather, it was the collective name for all areas bordering the Void—including zones where Void Rifts frequently appeared.

These fractured borders were scattered across various regions.

Beyond the Void Frontline lay the outer edges of the Void Realm—the main battleground where humanity clashed with the Void.

Aside from the Empire’s major military districts, independent adventurers and professional-class combatants also ventured into the Void Frontline to temper themselves. The Empire welcomed such volunteers wholeheartedly. The Void was simply too powerful—its creatures seemingly infinite in number.

And what made them even more terrifying was their method of reproduction.

In addition to conventional means, Void creatures could also be born from the negative emotions of sentient beings across countless civilized worlds.

Take Duling, the Fearlord—a notorious Void Lord—as an example. He was spawned entirely from the fear in people’s hearts. As long as these dark emotions existed, Void entities would continue to multiply—an endless, uncontainable threat.

That’s why the Empire welcomed any power capable of resisting the Void.

Among the Empire’s four military districts, the Central Army once enjoyed a glorious legacy. For a long stretch of history, they were the unquestioned leader among all forces. Whether it was resource allocation or soldier quality, they stood as the undisputed No.1 military power in the human world.

At their peak, the Central Army boasted dozens of Level 70+ experts, and even the lowest-ranking foot soldier was at least Level 20.

But as time passed, and internal conflict between the noble families and the imperial court escalated, the Central Army—being the most powerful military force—inevitably became the main battleground in that struggle.

Over centuries of infighting, much of its strength was squandered in civil disputes. Many of its high-level powerhouses didn’t die fighting the Void; instead, they were either executed under dubious charges or thrown into prison.

This was the fundamental flaw of human nature—wherever humans existed, internal strife would follow.

After Emperor Ying Yan went missing, the Central Army was gradually carved up by the noble families, reduced to little more than their private armed forces. Its decline was thus inevitable.

Still, “decline” is relative. Even now, the Central Army remained one of the most powerful war machines in the human world—gathering countless elites to stand watch over the Void, its reputation still formidable.

Compared to the harsh and austere conditions of the Eastern Army, the Central Army enjoyed some of the best treatment and logistical support of all districts. This was because it had effectively become the military arm of the nobility. Since the nobles held the reins of power in the Empire, it was only natural they wouldn’t shortchange their own troops.

Both the Military Department and the Council approved their budgets with extreme generosity—sometimes to the point of extravagance.

Among soldiers from other military districts, it had become a running joke to call the Central Army the “Young Masters’ Troops”—a mix of envy and sarcasm.

Within the Central Army, the Third Legion was one of its core battle groups. With nearly a hundred thousand soldiers under its command, it was led by Qin Jue, a Level 77 powerhouse and a lieutenant general from the direct bloodline of the Qin Clan. He held a position of real authority within the family hierarchy.

The Third Legion’s camp spanned a vast area. Colossal teleportation gates linked their base to the Void Realm, and military ships constantly came and went—one group of fully armed soldiers boarding transports headed to the front, another group of damaged, rust-covered vessels returning full of wounded warriors in need of healing.

Before one such teleportation gate, Qin Jue stood at the head of a formation of high-ranking Third Legion officers. Finally, they saw the arrival of their awaited guest.

“Xian’er!” Qin Jue’s face lit up with warmth as he saw a tall, noble figure emerge from the teleportation portal. He stepped forward with a welcoming smile.

“Seventh Uncle.” Qin Xian returned the smile, his tone respectful.

Qin Jue was his father’s cousin—a direct descendant within the clan—so Qin Xian had always shown him due deference.

“Your father already gave me a heads-up, said you were coming to train at the Void Frontline.”

In truth, Qin Jue had no idea about Qin Xian’s true purpose here. He assumed his nephew had merely come for battle experience, like many other young elites.

Qin Xian’s Void bloodline was one of the Qin Clan’s top-level secrets. Aside from Qin Ming and a handful of the inner circle, no one knew—not even Qin Jue.

All he had received was a simple message from Qin Ming: “Qin Xian will arrive at the Void Frontline for training. The Third Legion is to fully cooperate. Do not ask questions.”

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