Zhang Zeguang suppressed the exuberance in his heart and forced himself to read on carefully.

Several minutes later, he set down the materials and thought aloud, “So, as it turns out, there are a good number of ghosts still wandering about the surface of the mortal realm, and they can’t help but find themselves drawn to visitors from Hell who are returning to the surface…”

“But that’s not the biggest threat. The biggest threat lay in the hunting zones and predatory zones that are known to the mortals, and the rest of the evil ghosts that remain hidden under the radar. Their instincts tell them that the quickest way to advancement would be to devour one another, and incidentally, returning Yin spirits who carry traces of the Yin energy of Hell are considered one of the most nutritious sources of food they can possibly find. This is why every returning Yin spirit would have to be adequately protected on their way back.”

“Last, but not least, there are also special organizations and rogue cultivators who would kill on sight. Not only do I have to steer clear of their way, I’ve also got to keep an eye out for their magical artifacts and traps. For instance, a seemingly harmless copper coin could potentially contain so much Yang energy that it can instantly cause my soul to dissipate…”

“Even then, the risks are substantially mitigated by the presence of Hell’s bodyguards.” He shook his head and read on.

The rest of the document pertained to the code of conduct he had to adhere to.

“Number one. You may reveal Hell’s existence, but...