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But after spending ten thousand years emerging from the newbie village, receiving no sufficient resources to replenish themselves along the way and only consuming what they had, ten thousand high-quality Spirit Crystals became especially important—an exceedingly precious and rare resource.

What was more, everyone harbored considerable doubts about the words spoken by the clean-shaven middle-aged cultivator.

Seeing their expressions, the middle-aged cultivator snorted coldly. He said nothing further. Whether it was true or false, these Celestial Immortals were no fools; every one of them was shrewd as a monkey. He could hardly be bothered to waste more breath on them.

As time passed, a full ten years went by. Then they saw the gates of Border City suddenly become bustling, countless streaks of light carrying heavy Celestial Immortal auras flying back and forth.

As time passed, those streaks of light gradually increased. In the end, the enormous city gates swallowed and expelled an unimaginably vast flow of travelers. The escape lights of the flying Celestial Immortals nearly formed a thick horizontal beam, like a mountain range—an awe-inspiring sight.

Seeing this, a tall, thin Celestial Immortal cultivator spoke with a slight tremor in his voice, almost sighing. "What the fuck, are Celestial Immortals not even dogs anymore?"

Within this Border City, everyone passing through the gates possessed Celestial Immortal Realm cultivation. The group watched for nearly a year, going from initial shock and astonishment to utter numbness. The lofty state of mind they had accumulated in the real world was shattered to pieces here.

A cultivator beside him said blankly, "Over this past year, excluding repeats, there must have been at least a hundred million Celestial Immortals passing through, right?"

The female Celestial Immortal named Spirit Halberd had long since lost her former tranquil elegance and composure toward all things. At