"Great Emperor scriptures cost one million points, Quasi-Emperor scriptures eight hundred thousand, Great Saint scriptures six hundred thousand, Saint scriptures five hundred thousand, King Scriptures four hundred thousand, Mighty One scriptures three hundred thousand..."
Someone counted on his fingers, his voice growing softer and softer.
Five hundred thousand points were already enough to buy a Saint scripture.
For a moment, the eyes of many cultivators in the marketplace turned red.
They were not born into great clans with orderly inheritances. Even for such clans, a Saint scripture was an inheritance that could suppress the entire clan and would not be shown lightly.
As for rogue cultivators and those from humble households, they had to fight for their lives just to trade for a decent King Scripture. A Saint scripture was something they did not even dare dream of.
Yet now, a Saint scripture was laid out in plain sight, requiring only five hundred thousand points.
Imperial arts, golden cores, divine materials—what among them did not require points?
While the countless cultivators in the marketplace were consumed with envy, the cultivators from the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths in the Origin Place were all somewhat bewildered.
They merely felt inspired to see Dao Yan's name upon the rankings, yet even more than that, they were unwilling to fall behind others.
Trillions upon trillions of living beings from the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths poured into the Void God Realm. Though ninety-nine percent were mortals, there were no shortage of gifted prodigies among them.
Especially those prodigies with special constitutions—once they entered the Void God Realm, they were like fish returning to water.
The Desolate Era Sacred Body possessed an extraordinarily powerful physique, not the least bit inferior to Dao Yan's. With one move, he charged into the top ten of the