Over a thousand li south of Zhou Ling's outpost.
There was another outpost of roughly a hundred zhang in size.
Inside the tent, eight trial cultivators from the Immortal Gate were seated.
"Zhou Ling of the Dao Alliance has actually reached twenty-two thousand military merits already. How did he do that?"
A delicate-looking woman in a yellow dress spoke in astonishment.
At her words, the other cultivators also turned to look at the jade plaque.
At the top of the rankings, it displayed: Zhou Ling, twenty-two thousand points.
"What is going on?"
"How is that possible?"
"Could it be that on the very first day of the competition, he killed two fifth-order Golden-Eyed Spirit Race members?"
All the cultivators cried out in shock, their faces filled with disbelief.
After all, everyone had set off yesterday.
They had only been at their outposts for a little over a day.
The eight of them had settled in yesterday.
Today, they had only intended to familiarize themselves with the surrounding environment.
Then formulate a trial plan.
Yet Zhou Ling had already amassed over twenty thousand points.
How could they possibly believe it?
Moreover, the Dao Alliance's strength had always been roughly evenly matched with the Wild Domain.
There was a clear gap between them and the Immortal Gate and Heavenly Palace.
Thus, in their eyes, the Dao Alliance was nothing more than a supporting cast in this trial.
"It seems they encountered the Golden-Eyed Spirit Race. Other Dao Alliance cultivators also gained points, though only a few hundred each."
"But over twenty thousand is far too terrifying. Doesn't that mean he killed two fifth-order Golden-Eyed Spirit Race members?"
"And all eight of them suffered no casualties. That's simply unbelievable."
Everyone continued discussing it.
"Cancel today's plan to scout the Baleful Mist for now."