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Notice: You have a total of 168 hours to remain in the mystic realm.
Notice: While inside this mystic realm, the Lord's Mark is temporarily sealed, and you cannot recall or summon troops.
Notice: Fighting is prohibited within the mystic realm. Violators will, at minimum, be expelled from the mystic realm.
Notice: Once your allotted time is over, you will be transferred to the mystic realm's waiting area.
After passing through the barrier gate, Mu Yuan officially set foot inside the Apocalypse Mystic Realm.
Before him was a road paved with bluestone slabs, winding toward the edge of his vision.
Ancient trees stood lush all around him, white mist curling through the air. From high above, he could faintly hear mysterious sounds drifting down.
Just by standing here, Mu Yuan entered a state of calm, neither joyful nor sorrowful. Here, people could completely cast aside worldly distractions and devote themselves to cultivation. Even their urge to fight unknowingly fell to freezing point.
Mu Yuan looked around. Quite a few cultivators wore expressions as if they had already "become Buddhas."
The bearded elder brother who had talked so much outside had apparently entered Mouth Shut Meditation mode. After tossing out a single "I hope you all gain something," he hurried off into the distance.
The bearded elder brother had clearly done his homework. His destination was obvious.
He had not truly entered Mouth Shut Meditation. He was merely racing against every precious second.
After all, the countdown had already begun from the moment he stepped inside. Opportunities to enter the Apocalypse Mystic Realm were hard to come by. Saying that every minute was worth millions was no exaggeration.
"You should all go cultivate too. You've already picked out your target areas, right?"
Mu Yuan looked at Deathbone, Duolai, and Isroya.