Fortunately, his luck was good. Like him, the system was lazy.
It was a trashy mystic realm. Whoever wanted to go could go. He would never enter such a dangerous place in his life.
Moreover, he did not like to fight and kill. After having been in this world for so long, the number of people he had killed could be counted with his fingers.
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As time passed, the mystic realm gradually became peaceful. The casualty rate was much lower than in the first few months.
Spring passed and autumn came. Five years passed in a flash.
The mystic realm was still open. Every day, some people entered one after another. However, for some reason, no one seemed to have come out. The news had also been completely blocked.
However, Ye Xuan was not very concerned about this.
In the past five years, his offspring had increased by a lot again, and the number directly surpassed the 4,000 mark.
