# Chapter 1420: Ten Thousand Saints Conference
The saints who had not entered the venue were all gathered at the edge of Moon God Mountain, unable to enter the inner area.
Zhang Ruochen quietly observed his surroundings, discovering that every saint who could come to Moon God Mountain had at least reached the Heaven-Connecting Realm. The total number added up to nearly ten thousand.
A rather astonishing number.
Although the number seemed massive, these individuals stood at the very pinnacle of the Guanghan Realm pyramid. They had emerged from among trillions of living beings, having survived no fewer than a thousand battles to remain alive.
Any one of them was a regional overlord, capable of standing on their own.
If some force were to shatter Moon God Mountain and annihilate all the saints upon it, it would be a catastrophic disaster for the entire Guanghan Realm.
Of course, even among the strong, there were those who were stronger.
At this moment, the saints present had formed into small groups.
The figures at the center of these small groups were either extremely powerful themselves or possessed quite formidable backgrounds.
Some saints had gathered around Su Qingling and Bu Ji, chatting and exchanging pleasantries with them.
Zhang Ruochen stood alone in a corner, observing those figures at the centers of the small groups.
Among them, a heroic man with flowing hair had a large number of saints gathered around him. Even saints at the Heaven-Connecting Realm and True Realm showed reverence in their eyes when they saw him.
Those beautiful female saints walked up to him, displaying alluring postures, as if deliberately trying to catch his attention.
Just then, the heroic man sensed someone watching him. He glanced in Zhang Ruochen's direction, but upon seeing only a weak Heaven-Connecting Realm saint, he lightly shook his head and withdrew his gaze.
"He is Wu Hao, ranked number one on the Sacred Merit Ranking."
Su Qingling had appeared behind Zhang Ruochen again at some point, following his gaze to fix on Wu Hao.
"Impressive," Zhang Ruochen said.
Su Qingling nodded, a solemn expression appearing in her beautiful eyes. "Of course he's impressive. You should know that anyone with merit points reaching five hundred thousand can enter the Sacred Merit Ranking. So, most of those on the Sacred Merit Ranking are old-generation Ultimate Saints who have lived for hundreds of years.
"But Wu Hao has only cultivated for a hundred years and already has four million seven hundred thousand merit points, far surpassing those old-generation Ultimate Saints, forcefully seizing the number one position on the Sacred Merit Ranking."
Zhang Ruochen asked, "How many merit points does Bu Ji have?"
"He probably has around five to six hundred thousand merit points. But... entering the Sacred Merit Ranking at the True Saint Realm is already quite remarkable."
Su Qingling thought for a moment, then added, "According to the information Grandfather revealed, the position of Realm Son will undoubtedly go to Wu Hao. As for the position of Divine Envoy, it should be selected from among the True Saints who have entered the Sacred Merit Ranking."
Zhang Ruochen had already decided to seize those ten thousand drops of Condensed True Sacred Dew, so he naturally took this matter quite seriously.
Actually, if he took the initiative to ask Moon God for ten thousand drops of Condensed True Sacred Dew, Moon God would certainly give them to him. But a saint making deals with a god would always be at a disadvantage.
Today, he asked Moon God for ten thousand drops of Condensed True Sacred Dew.
Tomorrow, he would definitely pay a greater price.
Besides, Zhang Ruochen didn't like begging others. If he could obtain something through his own strength, he would never go asking for it from others.
Zhang Ruochen asked, "How many people have entered the Sacred Merit Ranking at the True Saint Realm?"
"Counting me and Bu Ji, there are only four in total. The other two are Ling Mi, the spirit maiden of the Stone Spirit Clan, and Wen Shusheng, one of the Tree God's successors."
"Ling Mi is a piece of Bright Moon Sacred Stone that gained spirituality and transformed into human form. She was born with an indestructible spiritual body and can easily control the world's sacred energy, converting it into her own power. Anyway, if you end up facing her, don't be fooled by her appearance. Her strength is quite formidable."
Clearly, Su Qingling held some hostility toward Ling Mi—the kind of hostility that women naturally have toward each other.
Zhang Ruochen's gaze swept around, quickly finding Ling Mi's figure.
She was an extraordinarily beautiful woman shrouded in sacred mist, standing at the edge of Moon God Mountain. Her skin was snow-white and crystalline, without a single flaw, exuding a cold and pure aura.
Even as just a hazy silhouette, she was breathtakingly beautiful.
Many young male saints had gathered near Ling Mi, but none dared to approach her. She was truly "only to be admired from afar, not to be profaned."
Seeing Zhang Ruochen's gaze fixed on Ling Mi, Su Qingling immediately stepped in front of him, blocking his view, and pointed in another direction. "See that guy holding a bamboo scroll? He's the Tree God's successor, Wen Shusheng."
"He cultivates spiritual power. From the moment he was born, he studied and trained in the Way of Life beneath the Tree God's trunk. Now, his spiritual power has reached the middle stage of the fifty-fourth rank, comparable to the True Saint Realm among martial saints."
Spiritual power at the early and middle stages of the fifty-fourth rank corresponded to the True Saint Realm.
The late and peak stages of the fifty-fourth rank corresponded to the Ultimate Saint Realm.
"Don't let his gentle and refined appearance fool you, and don't be misled by his cultivation of the Way of Life. He's actually quite formidable, with extremely high mastery in Life Spells. Bu Ji once fought him and was subdued in less than ten exchanges," Su Qingling said.
Bu Ji happened to be walking over. Hearing this, his eyes immediately blazed with fire. "My cultivation is only at the middle stage of the True Saint Realm. When I reach the peak of the True Saint Realm and fight him again, watch me beat him to death."
Su Qingling chuckled. "Unfortunately, you won't have the chance to reach the peak of the True Saint Realm. You're destined to lose to him again today."
Bu Ji was about to retort...
Suddenly, from the direction of the Guanghan Divine Palace, came the voice of Nine Spirits Great Saint: "Saints of the Guanghan Realm, you may enter the venue."
Hearing this voice, the assembled saints immediately used their fastest movement techniques to rush toward the Guanghan Divine Palace.
The Heavenly Court Realm was inherently a high-material plane, where even saints couldn't unleash their full speed.
Moreover, Moon God Mountain was suppressed by Moon God's divine might, putting even greater pressure on the saints, making their speed even slower.
Yet, even so, Wu Hao's speed was astonishing. He was the first to reach the foot of the Guanghan Divine Palace, leaving the second person dozens of miles behind.
Seeing this scene, the Great Saints in the venue all nodded.
"Wu Zu has cultivated an extraordinary talent for the Guanghan Realm. With Wu Hao's aptitude, he might even have hope of entering the entire Heavenly Court Realm's Sacred Merit Ranking."
"With Wu Hao leading, we still have a fighting chance in the saint-level matches of this Seven Realms Merit War."
...
Wu Zu was one of the three giants of the Guanghan Realm, seated at the highest position. But that area was pitch black, with even light being devoured upon approaching.
Thus, no one could see Wu Zu's figure.
However, hearing the praise from the various Great Saints, the Saint Kings of the Wu family were quite delighted.
Unsurprisingly, the saints on the Sacred Merit Ranking arrived at the venue first.
Those who arrived first could naturally choose better seats and also display their strength before the Great Saints of the Guanghan Realm—a chance to show off.
Zhang Ruochen didn't deliberately try to show off. He advanced at a moderate pace, arriving at the venue with a group of Heaven-Connecting Realm saints, and sat down in a seat at the edge.
After all, it wasn't about who arrived first at the venue to become the Divine Envoy.
There was no need to rush.
With ten thousand saints gathered, the powerful sacred might emanating from the venue intimidated even Heaven-Connecting Realm saints, who could only sit trembling in their seats, not daring to breathe heavily.
If it were low-level saints facing such an array, they would probably be so intimidated that they would kneel on the ground.
Perhaps this was why the Ten Thousand Saints Conference didn't allow low-level saints to participate.
Zhang Ruochen's gaze fixed on the Guanghan Divine Palace above. The palace was tall and majestic, emitting waves of awe-inspiring divine light. Any living being standing before it was like an ant looking up at the nine heavens.
That was where Moon God resided.
Perhaps Moon God was also in the divine palace, watching the saints below.
Because every saint harbored such thoughts in their hearts, they all sat upright, striving to show their best side. If they could catch Moon God's favor, it would be a leap to the heavens.
Nine Spirits Great Saint sat above, his white hair flying in the air as he declared loudly, "Today, I have gathered everyone at Moon God Mountain to tell you something of utmost importance, concerning the life and death of the Guanghan Realm."
"Not long ago, one of the battlefields in the Western Universe, the Ancestral Spirit Realm, was destroyed. Next, the Heavenly Court Realm will open the next battlefield among the various worlds of the Western Universe, continuing the war against the Hell Realm. The new battlefield will be selected from the seven worlds of the Shata."
"Boom!"
As soon as Nine Spirits Great Saint's words fell, a great uproar erupted below.
"The Ancestral Spirit Realm became a battlefield only thirty years ago, and now it's been destroyed. Has the war between the Heavenly Court Realm and the Hell Realm become even more intense?"
"We absolutely cannot let the Guanghan Realm become the new battlefield. If it becomes a battlefield, it will surely be destroyed. Our descendants still live there; they should not suffer this calamity."
"If the Guanghan Realm follows in the footsteps of the Ancestral Spirit Realm, we will become cultivators without a mother realm. In the Heavenly Court Realm, the most pitiful are such homeless beings."
"We must fight to the death to protect the Guanghan Realm. We absolutely cannot let it become the new battlefield."
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Seeing that everyone was willing to sacrifice their lives to protect the Guanghan Realm, Nine Spirits Great Saint nodded with satisfaction. "Everyone present here is the most powerful being of the Guanghan Realm. To protect the Guanghan Realm, we must all work together to win the Seven Realms Merit War."