Fifteen Million Merit Points, You Filled That Number In Yourself, Didn't You?

Yuanshi Shi frowned, feeling a sense of pressure. Even a million merits couldn't stop him; Ling Xiao was even more ferocious than he had imagined.

It should be understood that one million merit points are equivalent to a half-step Great Dao fourth-level evil spirit, plus a second-level one, which is not a small amount.

For the current Yuanshi, this is an astronomical figure.

Given his limited perspective, this is all he can see.

"There aren't any places with a million left, so it's probably reached a terrifying two million!"

Yuanshi continued to look upwards, countless names flashed by. The lower the merit level, the larger the base number, carrying hundreds of millions of names. These were the cornerstones of great monuments and the embellishments of dazzling pearls.

Soon, he saw the two million merits, but still did not find Ling Xiao's name.

"Strange, could it be three million?"

Yuanshi was startled and quickly scrolled up, but still couldn't find the name he was hoping for.

Four million... five million... six million...

Still not.

What's going on?

Yuanshi was somewhat bewildered. Had he overlooked it down there? Impossible! With his keen eyesight, how could he possibly make such a basic mistake?

There is only one answer.

That means it's still up there.

Even six million meritorious officials couldn't stop him; Yuanshi dared not think any further.

Before I knew it, I felt myself sweating profusely.

Something's wrong! Something's very wrong!

He started to panic.

This unexpected and out-of-control feeling made Yuanshi very insecure, and an indescribable fear slowly grew in his heart.

Finally, Yuanshi saw Ling Xiao's name, but the list of achievements that followed almost made him faint.

"Fifteen million!?"

The Yuanshi One's pupils trembled, his whole body went numb, and his face was filled with shock.

Asphyxia!

It's so suffocating!

This astronomical figure made him feel that he could never earn it in his entire life.

"How is this possible! How could there be more than ten million?"

Yuanshi muttered to himself in a daze, and this abnormal behavior made Laozi and Tongtian look at their Second Brother in surprise.

"Second brother, what's wrong?" The Laozi asked in a deep voice, adopting the authority of a senior disciple. How could he act so strangely in front of everyone, especially his disciples?

This is outrageous!

"Brother, Third Brother, quickly check the markings! Ling Xiao's merits are suspicious!"

"Something's not right? What happened to Ling Xiao?" Laozi, Tongtian, paused for a moment, looking at the mark in his hand with suspicion.

Hearing that name made the two of them uncomfortable. They had been trying hard to stop thinking about Ling Xiao being here, but now it was starting again.

The two immersed themselves in the mark and observed for a while, but did not see Ling Xiao's name. They couldn't help but look at Yuanshi.

"Second brother, where is his name? Why haven't we found it?"

"Up there, his merits amount to fifteen million!" Yuanshi exclaimed, sensing something amiss with these merits, suspecting they might have been obtained through cheating.

"What's the big deal? Only fifteen... wait, fifteen million?"

Tongtian was only halfway through speaking when he suddenly realized what he had said and turned pale with fright.

Laozi didn't speak, but looked down and searched frantically. He finally found Ling Xiao's name, followed by a series of terrifying numbers.

"Fifteen million merits? How is that possible!"

Laozi completely hard, and my eyes almost popped out.

They were just discussing how to get 100,000 merit points, and Ling Xiao has already earned over 10 million.

That's outrageous! Absolutely outrageous!

Did you fill in these numbers yourself?

"This guy's strength seems to have increased again!" Tongtian said with a solemn expression.

"According to the standards of some Divine Hall, fifteen million merits are enough to join the Divine Hall, and there is even a chance to become a god general directly!"

Laozi analyzed in a serious tone that he had done a lot of research on this topic before coming.

Generally speaking, five million merits are enough to get a chance to join the Divine Hall, not to mention fifteen million.

In other words, as long as Ling Xiao is willing, he can join the Divine Hall upon leaving, and there are plenty of options for him to choose from.

This is the dream that Laozi has pursued so far, and all his efforts have been aimed at joining the power center of the Thousand Autumn Realm.

"The gap between us and him is widening!"

Laozi couldn't help but sigh, feeling a slight sense of frustration.

They all came from the Primordial World, yet others have already achieved great success, while these three brothers are still here pondering how to accumulate 100,000 merit points.

This is the difference, this is life.

Just as the Three Pure Ones brothers were feeling dejected, a commotion suddenly broke out in Heavenly Stele.

"Holy crap! Have you guys heard the latest news about the Mythic Battlefield? My friend just came out, and he told me something big happened inside."

A creature with green fur on its head spoke loudly, its long, flat beak striking, like a green duck come to life, quacking incessantly.

"What important matter has occurred this time?"

"Tell me about it!"

Everyone's attention immediately shifted to that direction, and they all showed expressions of great interest.

"Do you know Ling Xiao? He's the madman who killed the Ancestor of War a while ago!" the duck spirit asked, quacking loudly.

"Ling Xiao? Of course I've heard of him. Could it be that he has already been brought to justice and killed by the powerful figures summoned by the Ancestor of War?"

"Getting beaten to death isn't normal? What's the big deal?"

Everyone laughed, but it felt somewhat dull.

Upon hearing this, the Three Pure Ones couldn't help but prick up their ears and listen intently, wondering if it was another important matter concerning Ling Xiao. What was wrong with this guy?

It would be best if he were dead.

The green-feathered duck spirit waved its hand and chuckled, "Not so, not so."

"Not only did this person not die, he also killed the Blood Moon Demon God of the True Demon Palace!"

The moment these words were spoken, the room fell silent enough that you could hear a pin drop, then erupted in a whoosh.

"What? Ling Xiao killed the Blood Moon Demon God? How is that possible? This was a divine general of the Divine Hall, wielding five transcendent powers."

"Unbelievable! This guy is this powerful! Could it be that he was hiding his strength when he killed Zhan Tianyan?"

"Damn! Daring to kill a divine general of the Divine Hall, this is a challenge to the authority of the True Realm!"

"Hehe... This is getting interesting. It's said that this person comes from the Mysterious Heaven Realm, and the True Demon Palace is a divine Divine Hall in the Mysterious Heaven Realm. In that case, I'm afraid even the Mysterious Heaven Realm can't tolerate him!"

"That's inevitable. Even if this person manages to evade the pursuit, he can forget about leaving the Mythic Battlefield. Otherwise, only death awaits him."

A cacophony of discussion erupted, and the onlookers were thoroughly satisfied. It's no exaggeration to say that they had never heard of anyone daring to kill a divine general in all these years.

Upon hearing this, the Three Pure Ones on the periphery exchanged a silent glance, their expressions a mixture of shock and surprise, a rather strange one.

"Ling Xiao killed a divine general from the Mysterious Heaven Realm?"

What does this mean?

This means that not only will he have no chance to join the Divine Hall, but his life will also be in danger.

The original advantage has vanished.

Three Pure Ones immediately felt much more at ease and comfortable.