Above the dark starry sky.

A bronze ship covered in golden light slowly sailed by, its body adorned with ancient and mottled patterns. It moved silently, occasionally encountering turbulent spatial currents or being swept by magnetic storms. Brilliant rays of light would emerge, followed by various floating mountains of different sizes and shapes appearing from within.

However, the bronze ship always seemed to know in advance and avoid all dangers. Its speed was slow yet fast, and in the blink of an eye, it had left behind the large group of floating mountains.

"There are just too many dead people. How many lives does this cursed place have to devour every time it opens?" A slightly dissatisfied voice sounded from inside the bronze ship.

"Senior brother, there's nothing we can do about it. The Misty Illusion Secret Realm has existed for tens of thousands of years. Even though everyone knows it's dangerous, countless cultivators still rush in every time. They come one after another because there are too many opportunities and rare resources here that can't be found anywhere else." Another voice spoke.

"Yes, treasures from heaven and earth are enticing. Any cultivator with a bit of ability would want to come and take a look. As long as they can gain something, they won't return empty-handed."

"And those cultivators who are about to reach their limit and have no hope of breaking through will also try to find a way to get a spot and enter, taking a chance and testing their luck. If they die, it's not a loss. If they can find some life-extending resources, it's a big gain."@@novelbin@@

Inside the cabin of the ship, two young cultivators with delicate skin and handsome appearances stood by the window, quietly observing the scene outside. Among the floating mountains, scenes of cultivators fighting desperately for resources could occasionally be seen, with various magical treasures and divine spells shining brightly.

On a floating mountain hundreds of miles away, a couple-like male and female cultivators were protecting a young girl, desperately resisting the siege of more than ten rogue cultivators. In just a few moments, they were chopped into pieces and their bodies turned into light and disappeared.

The rogue cultivators also suffered casualties, with almost all of them injured. Their blood-red eyes filled with resentment were fixed on the young girl in the middle, like a group of mad wolves.

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