Heidi smiled bitterly, and then said to Severin, "It is very simple. After a while, a colorful ray of light will shoot down from the black clouds, and then cover the entire mountain. A huge red vortex will appear on the cliff. That will be the gateway to the secret realm."
Having said this, Heidi paused and then continued, "At that time, those of you holding the twelve tokens in your hands will take out the twelve tokens and throw them into the sky. This secret realm will have a connection with the tokens once it senses them. At that time, each token will become larger and you only need to stay in groups of one hundred people, hide under the token, and then follow the tokens to fly inside together. Remember, the group cannot be too large, otherwise, the extra people will not be able to get in. You could have less in a group, but not more. A token can only hold up to a hundred people."
Kara reminded, "Because the lightning above will continue to fall at that time. The token above your head can shield the attack of those lightning. If there are more of you, the extra ones will be squeezed out at the entrance, and they will be struck to death by the lightning."
Hearing this, Sheila and Diane looked at each other, both shocked. They did not expect that the rules for entering this secret realm were so strict. If they did not do this, they might not even enter the secret realm and would be already struck to death by lightning. If they died like that, it would be an unjust death.
After hearing this, Sheila swallowed her saliva and said, "No wonder, no wonder before we set off, the sect master divided us into teams, one hundred people in groups, and each group had a token in their hand. It turned out to be this reason."
"It seems that in order to understand this secret realm, they probably had to test it many times before to realize that one token can only bring a hundred people in at a time. This must be the conclusion after a lot of painful deaths."
After Severin heard this, he felt quite emotional in his heart. The older generation had sacrificed for the greater good of the future generations.
Time passed little by little, and finally, after another hour, a colorful ray of light shot down from the dark clouds, shrouding the entire mountain in it. On the cliff in front of it, a huge whirlpool appeared, and the whirlpool kept spinning, giving people a somewhat eerie feeling.
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