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

The plan to use the compass to cut through space seems to have been rejected by the Dark Emperor.

He looked at himself, now neither human nor ghost, with some astonishment.

"So... am I just supposed to watch them defile your noble imperial body?"

Luo Tong appeared to be talking to himself.

Meanwhile, after a final, spectacular self-destruction, all the members of the Zuowang Dao sect had already completed their self-destruction.

A large amount of negative dark energy is being released continuously, and in the process of natural evaporation, it is constantly coming into contact with the primordial particles in the vortex.

The vortex is getting smaller and smaller.

Just as the Daoists of the Sitting Meditation School said, once this spatial passage is closed, the giant hand stuck on it will definitely be severed.

That's exactly what happened.

"Snap!"

Actually, there is no such sound.

Spatial cutting is silent because it is a separation in space, not something cut open by a sharp tool.

"No!! Dark Emperor!!!"

The loyal compass clearly could not accept this scene.

The spatial vortex disappeared, and the enormous hand, which appeared to be the Dark Emperor's Hand, fell from mid-air.

With a loud crash, the severed hand smashed into the ground, creating a large crater.

Du Minghui's face lit up with joy upon seeing this.

"Sword One, those who practiced the Dao of Forgetfulness have succeeded! The cosmic-level portal created by the Dark Compass has disappeared! We've also obtained a valuable trophy for research!"

This black claw, hundreds of meters long, whether or not it is the hand of the Dark Emperor, is definitely part of some extremely large extraterrestrial life form, something that the Dark Artifacts, which claim to be the rulers of various regions of the Dark Star, revere.

The research value is unprecedented.

Wan Jianyi, however, could not be happy.

Although he knew that the lifespan of mirror images was not long, and although he also knew that these mirror image bandits who called themselves the Dao of Forgetfulness were happy to die for fun, it was a very happy thing for them.

However, Wan Jianyi still felt a bit choked up.

He could only channel his frustration into fighting spirit, striving to retrieve the Dark Bronze Mirror... mold, which was still in the hands of the Leon mech.

The bandits were jumping around in the melon field.

"Wow! Those who practice the 'Sitting in Oblivion' method are awesome!!"

"They really did solo kill Dark Emperor... his hand!"

"A tribute to the King from Avengers: Infinity War, right?"

"As expected of my mirror image."

"Wrong, it truly lives up to its reputation as our mirror image."

"I think these mirror brothers are incredibly powerful. Once I obtain the spirit of the bronze mirror, I must resurrect them, make them stronger, and create new glories!"

"Don't wait until another day, let's go see Master Yan now!"

The clone did remind Song Gua of something.

He switched places with the photographer again, letting him continue to document this whole host of historic moments.

He then swapped positions with the melon seed guy who stayed in the main city, and released the clones that hadn't gone to other cities to farm reputation, letting them search for Master Yan.

Just then, the photographer captured a scene.

"Look, you old thief! The Dark Compass is turning gray! It looks like it's turning into stone!"

In mid-air, the dark compass that had been spinning and floating was slowly coming to a stop.

Its surface is being covered with a layer of gray, as if it is transforming from a textured black metal material into a grayish-white stone.

The host, Luo Tong, was giving a wry smile.

"I failed again, I failed again... Hahaha... I failed again..."

The clones were all talking amongst themselves.

"This is truly driving me crazy."

"This time it's not our fault."

"But the Path of Forgetfulness is our mirror image. If the Dark Bronze Mirror wasn't our mirror image, it wouldn't have caused them so much trouble, indirectly so they can blame us."

"I suddenly feel a little sorry for him. From the perspective of the Dark Star people, he is much more loyal and useful than the other Dark Artifacts, even though the plans always fail."

"What does it mean when the compass turns to stone?"

"Think about what it means for Ultraman Tiga to turn into stone."

"Is the compass dead?"

Yes.

The Dark Compass is dead.

Opening a cosmic-level passage was extremely difficult given the Dark Compass's previous level of recovery, but the Compass still chose to overdraw the power of the overdraft device to do it.

Immediately afterwards, in order to resist the shrinking of the vortex caused by the self-destruction of the Sitting-forgetting Path, he consumed a large amount of his original soul power to open up a passage to Glory City.

Afterwards, he was forced to open a passage for Miss Butterfly.

Finally, they tried to cut through space to save the Dark Emperor's hand, but they failed.

Although it wasn't done, the price has already been paid.

He sacrificed his entire soul.

This time, unlike before, I didn't overexert myself into a deep sleep.

It's really over.

Having lost the lower half of his body, Luo Tong died at the same time as his spirit vanished.

He and the dark compass, which had turned to stone, fell from the sky.

Wan Jianyi noticed it, and with great effort, he cleaved through the obstructing fighter jets in front of him, flying on his sword to catch the Dark Compass.

"Click..."

He caught it, but at the same time, the Dark Compass shattered in his hands.

"What?"

Wan Jianyi was shocked.

According to the historical records of the Special Bureau, the Dark Seven have been on Earth for over a thousand years.

For thousands of years, the Special Bureau has been outwitting and outmaneuvering them, with both victories and defeats.

Although they were sealed away several times along the way, they always managed to escape and continue causing trouble.

Until he was captured and sealed again.

Regardless of the ups and downs, Wan Jianyi was certain that no Dark Artifact had ever been in this state.

These dark artifacts also stated that they are immortal on Earth.

But today, one person actually died.

This means that, from today onwards, the Seven Dark Artifacts should be called the Six Dark Artifacts.

The Battle of Glory City.

The spirit of the dark bronze mirror separated.

The Dark Golden Seal was captured by Zhang Erhe.

The Dark Compass was instantly destroyed.

Each one is more tragic than the last.

Only the Dark Cross had somehow managed to hide somewhere.

Let's talk about a few other dark artifacts.

The dark scales and the dark pocket watch work for the bandits.

The weapon of the Dark Dagger is inside Ye Chen's body and is separating; the spirit of the Dark Dagger is in the bandit's hand and is shouting, "Let me out!"

Now, the Dark Artifact has essentially lost its ability to cause further trouble.

With only one dark cross, there is very little he can do.

Has Dark Star's infiltration of Blue Star completely collapsed and become utterly defeated?

Will their grand plans, which they always talk about, also become impossible to implement?

Intuition told Wan Jianyi.

wrong.

Something must be wrong.

Dark Star's millennia of effort cannot be wiped out in a single day.

They must have another plan!

Wan Jianyi's gaze instantly locked onto the severed hand that had smashed to the ground.

It! Is! Moving!

Du Minghui approached the hand, regarding it as a trophy of the war with Dark Star, wanting to examine it closely.

"District Chief Du, watch out!"

Du Minghui reacted quickly. When he saw that the broken hand had moved, he was shocked and immediately activated the Heaven and Earth Transformation skill on his back to protect himself while retreating rapidly.

The hand did move.

However, he didn't seem to launch any attacks.

Zhang Erhe also stopped fighting. The remnants of the Celestial Legion, Leon, and many other professionals present all stared in astonishment at the enormous severed hand that could still move.

Song Gua and the bandits were also watching nervously.

The photographer slowly aimed the lens at the hand and started recording.

"What will happen?"

Under everyone's watchful eyes, he snapped his fingers.

[End of Volume 4]

……

Actually, whether or not it's divided into volumes, it won't have much impact on our e-reading.

The main reason is that if there is an opportunity to publish a physical book in the future, it can be one volume per book, which is more convenient.