The Professional Rankings, in twelve volumes, each bearing the name of my lord.

"Behind this iron gate, there is a box made of a special alloy. Inside is the Illusionary Divine Stele. I will open the gate for you."

Zhao Wuji fiddled with the wall for a while, found a button, and pressed it.

"Buzz, boom, boom..."

The large iron gate slowly rose up.

Inside was a room with walls made entirely of metal, which looked indestructible.

There was only a box in the room that looked like a coffin.

"I've brought you the items, can I go now?"

Song Gua continued to feign an air of superiority, saying calmly, "Since Patriarch Zhao is so sincere, then do as you please. I believe what's inside is what I want, not something you're using to play tricks."

"I wouldn't dare, all I want now is to save my life."

Zhao Wuji turned and left.

Song Gua entered the room, looked around cautiously, and then came to the rectangular iron box.

"Damn it, where's the opening in this box? We should have asked before letting him go..."

Just as Song Gua's hand was groping on the iron box.

Zhao Wuji's maniacal laughter came from behind.

"Hahaha! Bandit! You've fallen for it!"

Song Gua turned around and was shocked to see a dark light shining on him.

Zhao Wuji was holding a jet-black bead in his hand.

"Soul-Devouring Bead!"

"You certainly know your stuff! But it's too late! I've already given you enough time to shine my light on you!"

"Zhao Wuji, I'm beautiful..."

Before he could finish speaking, Song Gua collapsed to the ground.

His soul was devoured by the Soul-Devouring Pearl.

Zhao Wuji was somewhat surprised.

"I thought you had some countermeasures, but I didn't expect it to be this easy."

The mental attacks of the Soul-Devouring Beads are indeed powerful.

However, if the opponent has a high spirit attribute, or has equipment with affixes that grant immunity to spirit-type attacks, these consumables will become unusable.

Zhao Wuji was surprised that this powerful figure who had killed the world boss had no means of dealing with mental attacks.

"Fine, perhaps Heaven has taken pity on me, allowing me, Zhao Wuji, to have a chance to revive the Zhao family! Hmph, let me see what kind of face you're wearing under that hood!"

Zhao Wuji came to Song Gua's corpse and ripped off the dice headgear.

This is a very handsome face, somewhat resembling a certain old movie star.

"Nothing special..."

Zhao Wuji did not linger there any longer. He opened the iron box, which contained another layer of boxes, like Russian nesting dolls. He put the inner box into his backpack and then returned the way he came.

The hidden door at the base of the city wall opened again, and Zhao Wuji stepped out.

As soon as he took a step, Zhao Wuji noticed that his feet were glowing.

"what?"

"Ring ring..."

One after another, array patterns lit up, spreading in all directions following Zhao Wuji's kick.

It spread into the wasteland within the city and towards the city walls.

There was more than one formation; they were linked together, one ring after another, with Zhao Wuji at the center, like flowers blooming.

Using the light of the array, Zhao Wuji discovered that there were more than a dozen defensive towers standing not far away.

On each defensive tower, lightning flashed and arcs of electricity trembled, and lightning symbols appeared on the surface of the towers.

The energy crystal of the defensive tower fired a beam of red light, which was focused entirely on Zhao Wuji.

This is not over yet.

Almost simultaneously.

From the bushes and on the city walls, shadowy figures darted out.

They were wearing hoods and Taoist robes, and there were many of them—probably nearly a thousand!

The mage raised his wand and magic orb.

The archers raised their guns and bows.

The warriors' swords gleamed coldly.

The assassin drew his dagger.

Someone laid out a ring of offensive scrolls on the ground.

Someone hung a whole row of explosive consumables on the city wall.

Others are setting up various functional secret weapons for anti-stealth, anti-aircraft, and surveillance.

We are surrounded.

It was completely surrounded.

It was surrounded in every sense of the word.

Even if the enemy's highest level is only 30.

But there are so many of them!

Moreover, they were so damn well prepared!

"Slap, slap, slap..."

Someone is clapping.

Through the barrier of light of the sealing formation, Zhao Wuji saw a man wearing a dice-shaped headgear being carried on the shoulders of a group of bandits as they slowly approached.

"You're the die!"

The dice laughed.

"Am I a die? Then who was that who went to the cave with you just now?"

"No, that's a die. He's strong, I remember he's strong!"

"Very strong? Then why were you defeated so easily with your sneak attack?"

"No! He's not the die! You're the die! You're the one who defeated the world boss!"

"Isn't that 90,000?"

"Yes, is it 90,000? Yes, it's 90,000... Then who are you?"

"I am the die!"

"You're the die? No, you're not the die, the one that's dead is the die!"

The bandits from all directions laughed.

"Hahaha! Hahaha! He can't tell the difference! He can't tell the difference!"

"Dice Master is so much fun!"

"The Zhao family is so funny! Hahaha! They're killing me!"

Zhao Wuji's head was twitching; despair and confusion were tormenting him to the point that he seemed to be losing his mind.

He knelt on the ground, his hands covering his head, muttering, "Who is the die?"

Does it matter who the dice roll is?

Aren't they all just clones of the Song hexagram?

Before following Zhao Wuji into the cave, Song Gua had already released his clone.

From the moment you enter the cave, it's no longer the Song Gua.

Song Gua simply projected his confusion onto him, preventing Zhao Wuji from discerning anything.

The clone whose soul was absorbed by the Soul-Devouring Pearl was one of the undercover agents sent to the eight major guilds.

So he has the face of a celebrity, not the face of Song Gua.

"Patriarch Zhao, stop playing dumb! Where exactly is the Illusionary Divine Stele? If you cooperate, I promise I won't kill you, but..."

Song Gua claps his hands.

Blood Brother, dressed as a Batman, walked over carrying a whip.

"Your level cannot be retained."

Blood Brother has a very big reputation.

Despite his seemingly weak presence among the bandits, he still managed to survive.

However, he is quite famous and admired by the public.

In the eyes of criminal gangs, it is even more intimidating.

There have been underworld figures who wanted to take him down for a long time, but they either couldn't beat him or they could beat him, but they couldn't beat Song Gua.

"Bandits!!! I, Zhao Wuji, have ruled Yunshan City my entire life, and you have brought me to this state! I am not reconciled!!!"

Zhao Wuji fought desperately.

But only Zhao Wuji fought desperately.

The bandits didn't even need to use their self-destruction.

A few minutes later, Zhao Wuji was left with only his upper body, lying on the ground waiting to die.

He tried to break free of the formation, but he underestimated the quality of the formation beneath his feet.

This is a series of interconnected formations set up by Song Gua after borrowing the power and weapons of the Seven Star Formation Master.

The Weapon Master talent will temporarily grant Song Gua an additional Lv10 epic skill corresponding to the weapon, which is essentially an epic formation.

After further advancement in his Seven Star Array Master talent, the array that now trapped Zhao Wuji was actually legendary!

This is a killing formation called "Deadly Formation: No Survival Without Death"!