"Ha ha, Xia Ping, 450 million points! After wiping out those Element Race Saints, you earned a total of 450 million points this time. Just how many good things can that buy in the Hall of Saints?"
Cat Immortal was beside himself with excitement.
Adding in the four peak Immortal Saints he had killed earlier, Xia Ping had earned a total of 650 million points this time. Ordinary Saints might not accumulate that many points even after roaming the Strange District for hundreds of millions of years.
After all, not just anyone possessed the power to kill Saints of the same rank.
"We've struck it rich, struck it rich! The Strange District really is a wonderful place to make a fortune."
Green Ox was equally ecstatic. He was already calculating what treasures he could exchange for to strengthen the Mountain River Bead. If he could raise the Mountain River Bead into a supreme-grade saint artifact, its power would increase by more than tenfold or even a hundredfold.
That was practically ascending to the heavens in a single step.
"My heavens, they're dead. They're all dead—not one left alive."
Dripping Water Saint stared at Xia Ping in disbelief. Faced with so many formidable enemies, he had thought he was doomed this time, without even a chance to flee.
Yet who could have imagined that not only had they survived, but all those Element Race Saints had been slain instead?
"It would have been one thing if he could kill Immortal Saints, but now he can even kill Early Ancient Saints. Such strength is simply beyond imagination." Golden Wind Saint was left utterly dumbfounded.
If one could kill a Saint of the same rank, that merely proved one possessed exceptional combat power and stood invincible among one's peers.
But being able to