One had to know that once cultivators entered the True Immortal Realm, every advancement in level was as difficult as ascending to the heavens. It was by no means something easily achieved.
The time required during this process was exceedingly long, and only by cultivating wholeheartedly without distraction could one make any progress.
Yet within the mysterious Moon Maple Valley, everyone, like Bai Ze and the others, had to spend a great deal of precious time condensing "immortal crystals."
These people would usually spare no expense, devoting at least one-third, and sometimes even more than half, of their time to this matter.
It was precisely because of this that escaping their current predicament became increasingly difficult, with obstacles rising one after another.
After all, once so much energy was poured into condensing "immortal crystals," the time left for their own cultivation was correspondingly reduced.
As time went on, breaking through their current shackles and advancing to a higher realm naturally became even more difficult.
Time flowed on, and the years passed like a shuttle. Several centuries vanished in the blink of an eye.
A full thousand years had already passed since Li Yuntian last descended upon this place.
On this day, that familiar yet awe-inspiring figure appeared once more above Moon Maple Valley.
Li Yuntian's purpose in coming this time remained clear—to collect the incomparably precious "immortal crystals."
When Bai Ze respectfully handed over the "immortal crystals," he keenly sensed the meaningful gaze resting upon him.
With only a single glance, Bai Ze understood that this powerful being had already seen through his current state—he could break through to the second level of the True Immortal Realm at any moment.
Yet despite seeing through the secret of his imminent advancement, Li Yuntian merely gave Bai Ze a faint look