Devouring all things: I possess the energy of chaos.

Mo Hong continued south, finally arriving at a dense mountain forest from the barren grassland.

With a leap, Mo Hong climbed onto a boulder, his eyes narrowed as he surveyed his surroundings.

"Forest terrain like this is rich in resources, and there should be many monsters."

With these thoughts in mind, Mo Hong chose a direction and quickly moved forward.

After walking for several hundred meters, a faint collision sound caught Mo Hong's attention.

After a moment's thought, Mo Hong immediately rushed towards the source of the sound.

About fifty meters later, Mo Hong saw two men already engaged in fierce combat.

Without hesitation, Mo Hong walked out directly from the front.

Upon noticing another person appearing nearby, both of their expressions changed.

After exchanging glances, they all stopped fighting.

They're not stupid; they don't want people to fight like the snipe and the clam and the fisherman to benefit.

"Why did you stop fighting? Are you that afraid of me?"

Mo Hong slowly walked out and said calmly.

"Hmph, what's the point of saying that? I, Montan, have never been afraid of anyone in a one-on-one fight. I just don't want you to get the advantage."

A burly young man wielding an axe glared angrily.

The other thin man remained silent, but his gaze toward Mo Hong gradually filled with hostility.

"I'm in a hurry, so I won't waste my breath on you. I'll give you a chance, so come at me all at once."

Mo Hong drew his battle sword and walked forward calmly, saying this.

"Arrogant! Take this axe blow from me first!"

Montan roared, his thick legs suddenly bending down, and the ground seemed unable to withstand the force, with spiderweb-like cracks appearing around him.

The next moment, he charged towards Mo Hong like a cannonball.

The battle axe swung with a tremendous whooshing sound, its terrifying power leaving everyone speechless.

Such imposing power made Mo Hong's eyes narrow slightly.

"Your strength is enough, but you still need to work on your speed."

After muttering to himself, Mo Hong swayed and dodged the terrifying axe blow.

Montan wanted to continue his attack, but a figure was a step ahead and quietly appeared directly in front of him.

This sight caused Montan's pupils to shrink sharply, and he hurriedly raised his battle axe and swung it down.

However, the next moment, a blade shadow, invisible to the naked eye, had already silently descended, only inches away from Montan's neck.

"How to say?"

Mo Hong asked casually.

Seeing the knife to his neck, Montan's mouth gaped slightly, still unable to see when Mo Hong had swung the knife.

"I surrender."

Montan's face turned pale, and after saying those words, he was completely deflated and listless.

Mo Hong nodded and bumped the bracelet on his arm against his own.

In an instant, Montan's points decreased by one-third, all of which were converted into Mo Hong's points.

Mo Hong then turned his gaze to another person.

Noticing Mo Hong's gaze, the gaunt man's expression instantly changed, turning ugly.

He had originally planned to be the one to profit from the fight between the two, but he never expected Mo Hong to be so powerful.

However, he was still unwilling to give up the points he had worked so hard to earn.

He then said coldly, "Brother, it would be better to leave some room for maneuver in your actions. Taking a step back will open up a whole new world for both of us. Otherwise, if we tear off the mask of civility, we'll have no choice but to fight with weapons."

While his words contained a hint of retreat, they also carried a subtle sense of threat.

Mo Hong remained silent, gripped his battle sword, and charged forward.

A dozen seconds later, a gaunt figure was sent flying backward from mid-air and crashed heavily to the ground, a hint of fear appearing in his eyes as he looked at the figure holding the knife.

Mo Hong sheathed his sword, transferred the other man's points, and quickly left the battlefield.

, ...

On a vacant, flat ground, a cool-looking young man with long hair held a metal spear and looked at the four people opposite him, saying indifferently, "You are no match for me. Come at me all at once."

The four exchanged a glance, gritted their teeth, and then charged forward, unleashing all their full power.

However, the next moment, to the astonishment of the four, the young man finally moved, appearing in front of them in the blink of an eye.

As the spear was swung, an unstoppable, sweeping force unfolded, and the four figures were almost simultaneously struck by the spear, all feeling an irresistible and terrifying power.

The next moment, they were all sent flying backward and crashed heavily to the ground.

After collecting the points from the four people, Xiao Ye glanced at the points leaderboard and frowned slightly.

He is currently ranked second in points.

"This guy named Zhuang Hongzhe is actually quite capable."

He immediately got up and looked for his next target.

, ...

In the dense forest, after Mo Hong killed the last monster in front of him, he brought up the data panel with a thought.

Host: Mo Hong

Level: Unranked, Level 8 (9%)

Skills: Basic Training Method (Beginner) +, Swordsmanship (Perfect) +

Perception Element (Elemental Soul): Blade Soul (Low Yellow Rank) +

Devouring points: 235

, ...

"Still no indication of merging traceability points?"

Mo Hong said helplessly.

"Fine, it seems there are some conditions for integrating this traceability point. If there aren't any, then so be it. I absolutely cannot develop a habit of relying on this traceability point."

Mo Hong knew very well that to become a strong person, one must rely on one's own strength as the most important factor, and no external force could ultimately change the fundamentals.

"I won't improve my martial arts skills yet; I can add more points later."

Mo Hong is not using Devour Points now because he wants to see if there will be any changes after reaching 250 points.

He hadn't forgotten that after he went on a killing spree among monster hordes, his Devouring Points stopped increasing once they reached 250.

He glanced at the rankings on his bracelet and saw that he was now ranked fifteenth, placing him in the top twenty.

"Hmm? This Shu Yuqing does have some talent."

Mo Hong glanced at the names above him in the rankings as usual, and was surprised to find a familiar name in the seventh place – Shu Yuqing!

Suddenly, Shu Yuqing's name changed from seventh to fifth place, while the person who was originally in fifth place instantly fell out of the top ten.

Clearly, the two fought a fierce battle, and the victor was Shu Yuqing.

, ...

Outside the illusory realm, Mo Shan couldn't hide the joy on his face.

He thought that Mo Hong was the limit, but he didn't expect that Shu Yuqing, who had performed mediocrely, would also suddenly appear out of nowhere.

"Could it be that my judgment is really that sharp? Why wasn't I so discerning before?"

At this moment, Mo Shan actually began to doubt himself.

"Perhaps it's because I've finally matured enough over the years, and my judgment of people has improved significantly."

For a moment, this was the only explanation Mo Shan could offer.

With a smile to himself, Mo Shan turned his attention back to the big screen.

Besides focusing his attention on Mo Hong and Shu Yuqing, he was also looking for any dark horses he might have overlooked.