One-third of a cultivator's life might not be much. After all, if you are three hundred years old now, and you take a hundred years, and then you advance another level, doubling your age to six hundred, then the Dark Realm Gate will no longer be able to extract from you.
The impact isn't significant, but it might cause some pain for some ancient monsters that have already lived for tens of thousands of years.
There are also some ordinary people who cannot cultivate over there, or some people with low cultivation levels who can no longer advance. After being selected, it is unknown how long they can live here.
The Dark Gate twisted out a message: "They want to escape their original world, and I can serve as their means of escape. This world needs to accept a group of highly lethal individuals."
It's impossible to do it without a price. The world's will is already developing it with all its might in order to accept that continent, causing humanity to live in a hellish environment, suffering unspeakably.
If no interest is charged, neither the Dark Realm nor the World Realm will easily give up.
This world has done so much, and now it has become like this. Even the high-tech weapons of the past are not allowed to be used, just so that it can be integrated as soon as possible when another continent lands.
When the Dark Realm teleports to the world, it has to extract one layer of resources; when the world accommodates it, it has to extract another layer. Ye Shang silently mourned for the people of the Xuan Tian Continent.
Some people might die before they even have a chance to see the new world after arriving here.
The rules of the two realms were also learned by Ye Shang when he became the Lord of the Dark Realm.
Ye Shang looked at the Dark Realm Gate before her, recalling the events she had experienced inside. The Dark Realm was her world, so... after those resources and energy were devoured by the Dark Realm, they would be fed back to her.
Thinking about it that way, it wasn't a bad deal.
Suddenly, as if sensing something, Ye Shang stood up, quickly formed hand seals, gathered energy, and unleashed a powerful punch towards the sky.
Before long, the clouds in the sky dispersed, and even the wind and snow stopped.
This is the first time that the continuous heavy snowfall has stopped halfway through.
Suddenly, a mirage appeared in the sky... no, perhaps it was a living scene.
The scene shows people in a state of panic, some calm, some standing in the air, some flying on swords, and others in groups carrying weapons such as knives and swords on their backs.
Their clothing resembled both ancient and modern styles; it wasn't all long gowns and robes, but also included vests and short sleeves, although the fabric colors were relatively uniform.
The image was somewhat distorted, like ripples on water, but it lingered for a long time.
The wind and snow stopped at this moment, no longer drifting away, and the faint, indistinct scene in the sky rippled across the world.
Someone shouted, "Qingdui, come and look at the sky!"
Some people panicked and looked up at the sudden scene.
Qingli led everyone outside and looked at the sky. His pupils contracted slightly. Had the world in those fragmented memories progressed so quickly?
Han Yi stood beside him, looking at the scenes with a slight frown.
Song Wenwen and the others stopped what they were doing, stood up straight, and looked up at the sky.
Xu Canyang also stopped practicing his sword and looked up at the scene in the air.
Everyone in the base witnessed this scene. Little Whale, holding Chen Zui's hand, exclaimed excitedly, "Zui, come and see, that's my hometown!"
The sky not only depicts crowds, but also mountains, rivers, and seas.
The sea area was once home to many monsters, but the current scene shows that the sea is no longer as vast as before, as a large part of it has been annihilated.
But that doesn't stop the little whale from recognizing its home.
Chen Zui looked up at the huge image, feeling a little afraid that it might suddenly press down on him.
Chang Lin, Leng Ran, and the others, who were stationed at the Fifth Base, looked at the scene in the sky, and Chang Lin felt somewhat uneasy.
"Leng Ran, do you think the captain and the others saw all of this?"
Leng Ran glanced down at the personal terminal. Someone had captured this scene. She calmly replied, "They should have seen it already."
Shen Qian, along with Dai Yue and the others, stood on the training ground of the base. Everyone was startled and ran outside to look at the sky.
A large number of people suddenly appeared on the street, including those who were in class or at work, all of whom came out to witness this amazing scene.
Shen Qian started divining with a few copper coins in hand. After a while, she saw a red crack appear on the tortoise shell. As if sensing something, she threw the tortoise shell outwards, and it exploded with a bang.
The copper coins inside were blown out. She watched as the coins revealed a divination result, and felt a little uneasy. She looked up at the boundless scroll on the other side, and it seemed that the world was starting to accelerate.
Among the reclusive families, Meng Zongzhe, Meng Qiulan, and the disciples of various aristocratic families who had already gathered, as well as Liang You and others, these two had the best relationship with the base.
Both of them will definitely be involved in this kind of gathering.
Someone shouted, "Look at the sky!"
For a moment, most of the people from the reclusive families looked up at the sky.
Looking at the clothes worn by the people inside, Meng Qiulan murmured softly, "Why do their styles look a bit like that of that big shot?"
Liang You frowned, clearly lost in thought. The people's clothing was quite similar to Ye Shang's, especially a large group of them whose clothes had almost identical patterns.
Apart from the color, they are basically the same.
Meng Zongzhe frowned and asked, "Who does he resemble?"
Meng Qiulan said, "Captain Ye Shang from the Fifth Base, doesn't she always wear ancient costumes? In the upper left corner of this picture, there's a group of people wearing clothes with similar patterns to the ones she's wearing, except for the color."
Meng Zongzhe then took a closer look and recalled the black clothes Ye Shang wore. The similarity was indeed very large, and some of the patterns on the clothes worn by the people in the sky painting were even less intricate than those on hers.
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