A year later, many cultivators who had explored the Lost Door returned.
After compiling the figures, the cultivation world soon reached a conclusion: nearly 500,000 cultivators had entered the Lost Door on the first expedition. Only a little over 10,000 had emerged, 120,000 were confirmed dead, and the fate of the rest was unknown.
The news snuffed out the urge to venture into the Lost Door in many people's hearts.
The reason was simple: the death rate was too high.
Beside the lake outside Wenxin Estate, Nameless leisurely browsed the internet while dividing his attention between a TV drama, fishing, shelling sunflower seeds, and more.
Slender strands of Titan's Hand worked around him like extensions of his own arms, each busy with a different task.
Ever since Lucifer and Qin Zheng had become vice chairs, he had gradually handed over authority. Now, unless something truly major happened, he had nothing to worry about. Lucifer and Qin Zheng could handle the rest.
Neither Lucifer nor Qin Zheng was the sort to hoard power, either.
The All-Heavens Council was changing almost imperceptibly. Routine matters were often resolved at the lower levels, leaving Lucifer and Qin Zheng with relatively little to do. Three days of work a week were enough to handle everything.
Of course, that meant three days of working without sleep or rest...
"With a death rate that high, far fewer people will probably enter the Lost Door from now on. Good. That's good," Nameless muttered as he closed the post.
A high death rate was terrible, but it could scare off some cultivators who had overestimated themselves and keep hordes of cannon fodder from entering the Lost Door just to die.
It also meant Miracle Seeds would be hard to obtain.
Compared with the items from the Divine Treasury