"Where did this bald Zhao monk come from?"
Somewhere on the Gods and Devils Battlefield, Nezha looked at Yang Jian and Agarwood across from him, his expression rather grim as he asked.
Yang Jian said in a deep voice, "I heard he is Mahāsthāmaprāpta's disciple, having crossed over from the Nine Heavens Mystic Immortal side. He can even hunt late-stage Daluo Golden Immortal powerhouses. However, he is no match for peak, perfected Daluo Golden Immortals. Still, his physical body is formidable. His Sixteen-Foot Golden Body has already reached perfection, and even perfected Daluo Golden Immortals would find it difficult to kill him."
Nezha immediately frowned upon hearing this. "His cultivation is at perfected Nine Heavens Mystic Immortal. That means he can fight across even more realms than that fellow from the Intercepting Sect. How are we supposed to compete with him?"
"He is not a Daluo Golden Immortal, so he is not qualified to exchange for the Donghuang Bell," Agarwood said from the side.
Nezha snorted. "At perfected Nine Heavens Mystic Immortal, he can break through to Daluo Golden Immortal whenever he wants."
"Yes, that little fellow should be suppressing his cultivation," Yang Jian said helplessly. For quasi-saints like them, entering the Gods and Devils Battlefield made earning battle merit points far too difficult.
However, they also had an advantage: their strength was practically invincible.
Take Yang Jian, for example. On the Gods and Devils Battlefield, no one was his match. So long as he found an enemy, he could kill them. With his abilities, his enemies could not even escape.
If this continued, he would sooner or later earn enough battle merit points.
But now, there was Li Yun from the Intercepting Sect, as well as Zhao Wuji from the Buddhist School. These two freaks could kill enemies across