Empire Calendar Year 962, January 3rd.
At the gates of Bote Fortress City, a large convoy equipped with heavy firepower was parked.
A group of burly, fierce-looking Origin Cultivators queued at the city entrance.
They glanced at the long line of vehicles ahead, shaking their heads in frustration, chatting idly with a few friends nearby.
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