The Divine Light Column pierced the sky, reaching the heavens, startling the entire camp and drawing countless gazes.
Many people rushed over, eager to see who was so revered as to have achieved such a terrifying amount of Military Merit.
It was possible that a figure at the level of Saint Master had gone to exchange for treasures.
Meanwhile, in the Military Merit Hall, everyone was dumbstruck, and Luo Jun felt as though he wanted to die.
Just a moment ago, he had been so vocal, but now, looking at the nearly nine million terrifying Military Merit points, in stark contrast to his own mere ten thousand, it seemed pitifully small, as different as heaven and earth.
It was unbelievable how one could accumulate over nine million Military Merit points.
However, Ye Chen paid no attention to all this and instead fixed his cold gaze on the Seventh Elder.
Everyone knew that this time Ye Chen was probably going to settle accounts with the Seventh Elder.
