God knew what Ye Lin had been doing this past month.
Over the course of the month, not a single one of the remaining three Half-Step Golden Immortal savage beasts had died. They were all tenaciously clinging to life.
The rankings of the leading prodigies had also stopped moving, and their points were increasing at an incredibly slow pace. Presumably, they had all gone to deal with those Half-Step Golden Immortal savage beasts.
Though the odds were slim, they could not hold back anyone's ambition.
They had all clawed their way out of minor starfields—why could you do it while I could not?
What if those one million points were mine?
Driven by that mindset, countless prodigies had gone to besiege the Half-Step Golden Immortal savage beasts.
Only Ye Lin remained utterly at ease, searching across mountains and plains for savage beasts and every sort of monster.
So long as it could earn him points, it would never escape Ye Lin's eyes.
"Whew. I've been killing for an entire month. Even if they obtain one million points now, they still won't surpass me—unless they can get two million."
In a wilderness, Ye Lin gazed at the golden ranking list overhead, the corners of his mouth curling upward.
This past month, he had either been hunting or on his way to hunt, without resting for even a moment.
That was how he had accumulated so many points. Even after subtracting one million points, he was still in first place.
But these people were terribly inefficient. A whole month had passed, yet their points had barely changed.
He wondered how Poison Venerable and the others were doing.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Just as Ye Lin was pondering this, waves of thunderous explosions sounded from ahead. The ground beneath his feet trembled, while the