Half a month flew by in a flash, and the day that the ship was set to depart quickly arrived.0

Han Li left the Faint Smoke Garden early in the morning, then traveled straight to the western city gate with Jin Tong sitting on his finger as a ring.0

The biannual ship departures were considered to be important events in Primordial Origin City, so aside from the cultivators traveling on the ship, many spectators had also gathered at the city gate.0

By the time Han Li arrived, he discovered that there were already hundreds of cultivators that were lined up at the entrance of the black hall on the inside of the city wall, holding their ship tickets for examination.0

Upon joining the line, Han Li briefly scoured through the surrounding crowd to find that only a small number of them were True Immortals, while the vast majority of them were Grand Ascension cultivators.0

This wasn't all that surprising to him. After all, past experience had already shown that the chances of survival for cultivators below the Grand Ascension Stage entering the primordial land were simply far too low, even...0