This light of merit was boundlessly grand, belonging to the countless cultivators within Vermilion Bird City. They had resisted the Demon Race, exorcised demons, protected the Dao, saved all living beings, and withstood a great calamity. For this, they were rewarded by the Heavenly Dao.
The merit falling upon Wang Xiu's head was particularly substantial, like a golden pillar of light connecting Heaven and Earth. Under the cleansing of this golden light, his body seemed to grow even more upright and imposing. He was like an immortal god, dazzling and brilliant.
BOOM!
His cultivation level broke through. Wang Xiu's strength took another step forward, reaching the Seventh Layer of the Nascent Soul Realm.
Everyone watched this unfold with astonishment, but they harbored no feelings of jealousy. In this battle, Wang Xiu had been like a god of war, slaying countless members of the Demon Race. The mere mention of his name intimidated many a Great Demon—a sight witnessed by all.
