Of course, the most important thing is to plunder resources from the Ice Moon Continent. Every few thousand years, there is a war. Although the Lost Continent always loses, after dozens or hundreds of wars, the population is reduced sharply. The huge amount of resources that can be obtained from the Ice Moon Continent allows billions of people in the Lost Continent to survive for thousands of years. After thousands of years, the war starts again. It's like a cycle.

The Lost Continent is dark and gloomy all year round, rarely seeing the sun. It is covered with sand and has very few resources. The few green forests that can be seen occasionally become battlegrounds for various forces.

Therefore, gold and silver are not wealth on this continent, but rather green leaves, trees, food, and water.

The teleportation array leading to the Ice Moon Continent requires the burning of ores to generate a kind of spiritual energy that supports the entire array.

Fortunately, this kind of ore is not lacking on the mainland. All that is needed is to send people to mine it. At the edge of the mainland, in a place thousands of kilometers wide, the sky seemed to have been opened up, and many stones and debris fell from the opening, including this kind of ore.

Even with tens of thousands of years of historical records, people on the mainland still can't figure out why the debris that fell from the sky never stopped.

Although there are minerals, several ferocious magical beasts often fall from the sky, requiring the loss of tens of thousands of people to hunt them down. If the magical beasts are allowed to escape into the heart of the continent, the losses could be hundreds or even thousands of times greater.

Therefore, all the major families gathered there, and tens of millions of troops were stationed there year-round. Even if the families fought fiercely, they would not withdraw unless the family was on the verge of extinction.

He looked at the teleportation array in front of him again. People going to the past would have to go according to their level. The higher their battle qi and spiritual power, the greater the resistance. However, if the warriors going to the past had too low a level of battle qi or spiritual power, they would not be able to invade the Ice Moon Continent. That would be sending them to their deaths.

For the past two years, the military has been undergoing reorganization, both to improve its strength and to conduct drills, in order to quickly establish a defensive line and attack the countries surrounding the teleportation array once it is teleported there.

Invading the Ice Moon Continent would mean facing the entire continent's nations, armies, and races.

Fortunately, the people of the Lost Continent, whether civilians, soldiers, or even cultivators, are all physically stronger than those of the Ice Moon Continent. For example, a soldier of the same rank can withstand one and a half enemies. Heaven is fair, Muller thought to himself.

After each major war, the Ice Moon Continent would seal off the teleportation points, so before the next war began, it would take hundreds of years to find other teleportation points and prepare the surrounding areas.

On the other side is another teleportation array, but it doesn't require ore. Strangely enough, if you're coming from the Ice Moon Continent, that teleportation array only requires a small amount of spirit stones to transport a large number of supplies and personnel.

Of the three teleportation points on the Ice Moon Continent, the largest one is located in a mountainous area on the western continent.

There were people who had already set up cover, buying up land over a thousand kilometers around under various identities, and had even infiltrated the royal families of surrounding countries. However, the two sects had not been able to find out because the identities of the people around them all came from the Ice Moon Continent, not the Lost Continent.

There are two other locations. One leads to the southern part of the Ice Moon Continent, but the exit point is in the sea, dozens of miles from the land. Fortunately, the water there is not deep, only a dozen meters deep, and it is in a remote and secluded place. In addition, it has been operating in secret for hundreds of years and is still unknown to the various forces on the Ice Moon Continent.

The last place leads to the northernmost point of the natural forest, but it was discovered by the elves more than a hundred years ago. After several major battles between the two sides, the Lost Continent side was defeated and retreated. That place has been guarded by the elves for many years and cannot be opened up at present.

Oya survived that war. Although he escaped the pursuit of the elves, he was later trapped in one place and unable to get out.

The elves tried everything to break through but couldn't. He possessed information about the teleportation point and was carrying a large amount of treasure, so Muller sent people to the natural forest to find him.

On this day, several men dressed in black, from the Lost Continent of Rotan Empire, were a different race among the people of the Ice Moon Continent.

After more than a year of careful and stealthy journeys from the Western Continent to the Holy Empire and then to the Natural Forest, they finally entered the territory of the Elven race via several spatial teleportation arrays.

Knowing that there were many skilled individuals among the elves, they were naturally extremely cautious.

Of course, they were clear about their purpose, so they tried their best not to make a move and to avoid the surrounding elves, even if there were only two of them, two young elves.

Lev is now the Elf Queen. One day, having nothing to do in the palace, she went out alone.

She had been wandering aimlessly for several days when she came to a quiet place where the flowers and plants were very beautiful.

The elves love peace and are close to nature, so the flowers and plants naturally attracted this queen.

As she walked to a spot, she suddenly noticed something unusual. The flowers and plants on the ground appeared to have been trampled, seemingly within the last day or two. They didn't look like they had been picked normally, but rather like they had been brutally trampled. They also didn't look like they were from magical beasts, as there were magical beast footprints on the ground.

As the empress, Lev immediately became alert and followed the trail. She noticed something unusual about them, as if they were from a different race.

A hundred years ago, when she was not yet the empress, she witnessed something in a place in the north. Although she did not participate in that battle, she went to see it afterward. It was on that occasion that her future husband died.

After following them for several kilometers, she became increasingly certain that the other party was an infiltrator from another race. She recalled that there was a teleportation point to the north that the other race wanted to infiltrate, but it was guarded by the elves, so the other party could not do anything about it. She also heard that one of the key members of the other race had escaped.

She walked quietly and pondered. It was definitely too late to find someone now, and there wasn't even time to notify the guards to come.

The natural forest was too vast, and the enemy forces were few in number, just a handful. They managed to escape, and with such a large area to hide within, it was impossible to pursue them. She was a high-level Quasi-Saint, highly skilled and daring.

Upon arriving at a certain spot, she found that the other party had vanished without a trace. She immediately realized what was happening, took out her bow and arrow, and fired an arrow. A scream was heard, and as the arrow passed, a man in black was struck and pinned to a large tree.

"Kill her!" One of the other men in black shouted, realizing that their group had been exposed.

Lefel sneered. She was just worried about not being able to find the other party, but she didn't want to reveal herself completely. She was a wind-type cultivator and a sub-saint level expert.

These men in black regretted their actions as soon as they appeared, but they couldn't escape. Their opponents were wind-element cultivators and archers; if they tried to flee, they would be shot to death, and if they got close, they would be beaten without any chance to fight back.

In less than half an hour, several people were killed. These people were originally experts, but unfortunately the difference in strength was too great. The Empress was of a high level, and these men in black could only run away when they encountered a low-level Saint or even a mid-level Saint.

Leif usually sparred with others in the palace. With the help of a group of elders and guards, and decades of experience, killing people below the Saint level was no problem for her.

She checked the men in black and found nothing suspicious on them, but there was one spatial ring.

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