Mysterious Yellow Hall, Three Pure Ones Arrive
Houtu was starting to feel the strain; Ling Xiao's growth rate was unbelievable, almost like he was cheating.
Even going to the Mythic Battlefield had no effect on him.
If they could kill the Blood Moon Demon God, who was at the fifth level of the Great Dao, in such a short time, what would happen in tens of thousands of years?
I dare not think about it, I dare not think about it.
Houtu's eyes were filled with terror, and the pride she had always held, the transcendence she felt as the second divine general, began to slowly crumble.
Based on her understanding of Ling Xiao, and looking back at the events that occurred during the Primordial World era, this moment felt just like that moment back then.
Can Ling Xiao truly replicate the legends of the Primordial World era?
In a daze, Houtu had a thought and thought to herself.
"No! The Origin True Realm is different from the Primordial World; there is an unshakeable power here."
Suddenly, Houtu's eyes returned to calm. As the second general of the Divine Hall, she could be considered a high-ranking official in the Mysterious Heaven Realm, so she naturally knew things that ordinary people could not.
She understood better than anyone else how powerful the Divine Hall was, how powerful the Mysterious Heaven Realm was, not to mention the entire Origin True Realm that possessed the twelve realms.
The power of a Realm Lord is unattainable. Even setting aside Realm Lords, the realms possessed by those Ancestors are beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.
Houtu originally thought that with her mastery of the seven transcendent powers, she was strong enough to be considered a powerful figure, but she later discovered that this was not the case; she was still far from being as powerful as those ancient beings.
Therefore, Ling Xiao still has a long way to go. Now that he has killed a general of the True Demon Palace, the True Demon Palace will definitely not let him go.
Unless Ling Xiao stays in the Mythic Battlefield forever and never comes out, he will inevitably face a fierce reckoning.
Even the Mythic Battlefield is not a safe place; the powerful warriors summoned by the Ancestor of War have already arrived, and it is uncertain whether they can survive this calamity.
Meanwhile, in the Xuanhuang Divine Hall, the number one Mysterious Yellow Hall in the Mysterious Heaven Realm.
A dreamlike woman stood before the entrance of the main hall, gazing at the distant sky dotted with stars.
She was elegant and noble, yet immaculate; her phoenix eyes were majestic yet tender; and her jade-like hands gently caressed the snow-white beast in her arms.
"Swallow... swallow..." the little beast murmured softly, snuggled closer to the woman, and then fell into a deep sleep.
At that moment, a powerful guard quickly approached the woman, knelt down, and respectfully said:
"My Lord, I have important news to report."
The woman holding the small beast was none other than the head of the Twelve Divine Hall, the first Divine Hall, Mysterious Yellow Hall, who held supreme power in the Mysterious Heaven Realm, second only to the Realm Lord.
"Speak."
The woman stopped what she was doing and said softly, her voice somewhat languid.
"The god-general of the True Demon Palace died on the Mythic Battlefield, killed by a man named Ling Xiao..."
The kneeling subordinate relayed the news.
Upon hearing this, the little beast curled up in the woman's arms suddenly raised its head, a hint of joy flashing in its round eyes.
The woman sensed the movement in her arms and gently stroked its head with her delicate hand.
"Interesting! To murder Divine Hall general—that's incredibly audacious!"
However, it's good to let those demons suffer a bit; I've long disliked them."
The woman suddenly laughed, startling the subordinate, who pretended not to hear.
"Ling Xiao... a being from a lower realm, has made such progress in such a short time. There must be some secret he holds."
The woman calmed down, and a glint of wisdom flashed in her eyes. The little beast in her arms also had bright eyes, but it seemed excited and eager to try, as if it wanted to break free from the woman's embrace.
There are two sides to the story.
After traveling for some time, the Three Pure Ones, along with their disciples, finally arrived at the Chaotic Ancient City, the closest city to them.
Although it was Three Pure Ones's first time here, he had done a lot of research beforehand, thoroughly studying all the details and intricacies.
After some discreet searching, they finally arrived at the Heavenly Stele outside the City Lord's Mansion.
The colossal Heavenly Stele, like a portal to another world, stands there majestically and Eternal, radiating a sacred and oppressive aura.
"This is the Heavenly Stele that records merits. As long as you activate the Heavenly Stele and inscribe your own Mythic Mark, you can enter the battlefield."
Laozi Tzu stood before the people, explaining with an air of composure.
"Let me try!"
The impatient Tongtian immediately took action, trying to activate the Heavenly Stele. Soon, a golden mark flew out, which Tongtian caught and began to sense.
"My God, millions of merits are barely enough to make it into the top 100,000?"
"A mere 100,000 merit points for a half-step Great Dao Transformation evil spirit? Our Three Sages Sect combined probably wouldn't even earn 100,000."
The disciples of the Three Sages Sect were utterly astonished when they saw the rankings on the Heavenly Stele.
The goal this time is to earn 100,000 merits.
They couldn't help but be shocked, because their three leaders were only at the Primordial Taiji. Even combined, they probably couldn't even scratch a hair on a first-stage evil spirit.
Upon arriving in the Chaos Forbidden Zone, their already low cultivation level became even more insignificant.
"Hmph! Nonsense! You're spouting such discouraging words before we've even started. How have I taught you?"
Yuanshi immediately straightened his face and looked at the disciple with displeasure, as those words were far too hurtful to his pride.
What does it mean that even if they all joined together, they couldn't defeat a single hair of an evil spirit?
Even if they combine their strength, they still can't win!
How glorious were these three brothers once? How did they end up like this?
Yuanshi very concerned about saving face, simply could not accept this.
The disciple who had been scolded replied timidly, "The leader often says that you are reincarnations of gods, born extraordinary, and that one day you will shine brightly."
"Let the name of the Three Sages Sect resound throughout the Origin True Realm."
"That's right. Although our cultivation level is low now, it won't be long before we rise to power!" Yuanshi said in a deep voice, his face full of determination.
"No need for so much talk, just familiarize yourself with the Mythic Mark, and get ready to go in."
Laozi received his mark and addressed the crowd with a solemn expression.
Afterward, they diligently studied the markings.
Yuanshi sensed his own mark and then browsed the rankings. Although he had the mark, he didn't have a ranking yet because he hadn't even killed a single evil spirit.
"As expected, only the Mythic Battlefield is the place for the strong."
Looking at the list of achievements, Yuanshi moved, and a surge of pride welled up within him.
"By the way, Ling Xiao is also on the Mythic Battlefield. I wonder how many merits he has accumulated?"
Suddenly, Yuanshi thought of this matter. In his view, Ling Xiao's merits might have reached a terrifying one million.
So he started searching for Ling Xiao's name on the leaderboard.
From bottom to top, names flowed past my eyes like grains of sand.
Soon, Yuanshi saw the location of one million merit points, but did not find Ling Xiao's name.
"Strange, could this kid's merits have already exceeded one million?"