Shock, Everyone's Speculation

Under normal circumstances, once one's cultivation reached a certain level—such as the late stage of Half-Step Great Dao, those peerless powerhouses at the eighth or ninth transformation—

They would be overlords presiding over an entire region throughout the Origin True Realm: leaders of major factions, high-ranking figures of the True Realm, or influential personages within the divine temples.

Such beings would not lightly set foot upon the Mythic Battlefield for the sake of a little opportunity or merit. The higher one's position and authority, the more one cherished one's life and refused to risk it personally.

Contribution points were already of little use to them.

Thus, on the Mythic Battlefield, the ones who could truly hold their own were still cultivators from the ninth level of Primordial Taiji up to the fifth transformation of Half-Step Great Dao.

There were few above the fifth transformation of Half-Step Great Dao. Even if there were some rare powerhouses, they had usually been forcibly exiled to the Mythic Battlefield for certain reasons, or because they had committed grave offenses.

Therefore, killing a fifth-transformation Half-Step Great Dao evil spirit and gaining 1.6 million merit points in one go was quite eye-catching and far from common.

Before the City Lord's Manor stood a heavenly monument. Many idle Rogue Cultivators gathered here, fantasizing every day about seeing their own names on its rankings. In truth, many of them had never even set foot on the battlefield.

"Eh! Holy shit, which expert is this? How did they rise so many places at once?"

"What the fuck! 1.6 million merit points—going by that, they killed a fifth-transformation Half-Step Great Dao evil spirit!"

"To kill an evil spirit at the fifth level of Half-Step Great Dao, wouldn't one need at least fifth-transformation cultivation?"

"Who is Ling Xiao? Some noble heir