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

Upon receiving Song Gua's affirmative reply, Su Yun's tense expression eased considerably.

He looked up at the sky, as if he had let go of some things.

"The Great Zhou territory, until the very last moment, I still couldn't protect you..."

Extraterrestrial demons, although we, the people of Great Zhou, have lost to you, this war is not over yet!

When our world is resurrected, I will reshape my golden body, tear open the heavens, and personally slay you all!

As Su Yun delivered his last words, the clones began to chatter amongst themselves.

"What extraterrestrial demon?"

"That's how things are set up in their world, why are you bothering with it?"

"It sounds quite tragic; his world must have been destroyed by an invasion from a foreign enemy."

"We'll know once we get the divine tablet."

Su Yun was actually on his deathbed.

Song Gua did not make another move, and quietly waited for him to leave.

Soon, the illusionary figure transformed into a cluster of starlight and dissipated, leaving behind a red resentful stone and a black divine monument.

Song Gua first picked it up and tried it himself.

They can't be integrated.

He doesn't fit in.

"Come on, let the brothers who are going to fight try it out first, in order of their rank within the organization."

So, the first ones to try are naturally the Heavenly Kings.

The lower-level clones complained bitterly.

"The class struggle is not over yet, brothers!"

Huozi swooped down.

"I'll go first!"

Huo Zi grabbed the resentment stone and raised an eyebrow.

"what?"

Song Gua was taken aback.

"No way, one shot, one kill?"

The resentful stone sank into Huozi's flesh.

The divine stele beside him automatically merged into Huozi's body.

"That was a one-shot kill!"

Huo Zi couldn't hide his joy, but he didn't lose his composure; he seemed to have anticipated this.

"I think whether this is suitable for us professionals should be related to our profession."

You see, Ghost Brother is a Summoner, so he can be compatible with Beast Tamers because both are related to commanding other creatures in battle.

Song asked about the divination.

"And what about you?"

With a single punch, Brother Huozi blasted a charred ditch into the nearby woods.

"First job advancement, Fire Warrior; second job advancement, Flame Warrior Grandmaster. What do you think? Perhaps, my kind of professional talent already exists in Su Yun's high-level martial arts world."

Song Gua stroked his chin and nodded repeatedly.

"Hmm, that makes sense. No wonder it's an avatar representing my wisdom."

Although several hundred clones died in today's battle, more than 90% of them were cannon fodder.

Once Huozi Ge merged with it, the losses were immediately recovered, and there was even a profit.

Now, there are already two Heavenly Kings who possess the power of an A-rank pseudo-spirit illusionist.

It will be much easier to launch attacks against high-intensity illusion beings like those at levels B and A in the future.

"It's time to go, Edison Chen said the officials are catching up soon."

The bandits all retreated.

This mountain forest was left behind as a scene of devastation after the great battle.

There was only one lone cannon fodder group, standing still.

He picked up the half-eaten cigarette butt from the ground, which someone had just smoked while slacking off, and took a puff.

"Sigh... When all the splendor fades, I am still all alone, watching the clouds rise and fall, laughing at a hundred years of solitude."

Song Gua: "Quickly find somewhere to hide! What are you doing, acting all artsy and pretentious! Do I really have that side to me??"

The artsy guy slunk away.

Not long after Wenqing ran away, a huge bald eagle mount appeared in the sky, with several level 80-plus third-job professionals standing on it.

Among them was the newly appointed Chief Investigator of the Special Investigations Bureau of the Huaxia Region, Qian Chongxue.

Qian Chongxue saw the nearby mountain peak that had been leveled, and the messy forest below.

All the signs of damage are very recent.

Holding her red spear, Qian Chongxue leaped directly to a spot not far from where Su Yun had disappeared.

There was also a detector in front of her.

However, the design is quite unique.

It's not the typical special effects game; it's more like the style from Dragon Ball.

It wasn't the kind of sunglasses Wan Jianyi wore.

Instead, it was a round monocle, sandwiched between her upper and lower eye sockets.

"The traces of the illusionary's life force end here; it seems he has been eliminated."

The others on the bald eagle also landed.

"Are we too late again?"

"Who exactly are these people who are fighting the Federation for control of the Illusionary Realm?"

"If they can defeat even an A-level illusionist, they can only be the resistance."

Qian Chongxue shook her head.

"No, my informant in the resistance reports that they haven't taken any action against the Illusionists in the past few months."

The others were greatly puzzled.

"Then who could it be? A celestial being? A Dark Alien? The Avengers? It can't be Night Owl, can it?"

Qian Chongxue looked at the broken mountain.

"The Celestials are negotiating peace with our team on the moon. The Dark Creatures' Dark Artifacts are severely damaged. The Avengers will follow the Celestials' orders and won't cause trouble for the time being. Night Owl only steals and doesn't fight. So, there's only one answer."

"Bandits?!"

"What's so surprising?"

"What we're saying is, the organizations we were just discussing have existed for at least three to five hundred years, and some have even been around for over a thousand years. How long have the bandits been around? Less than two years, right? And they've already developed to the point where they can defeat A-level illusionists?"

The scene of Zhang Erhe's battle against the A-level illusionist is still vivid in my mind.

That's a divine reversal!

Even among A-level illusionists, whose combat power varies depending on the amount of source energy they acquire, there is still a minimum level!

Qian Chongxue removed the probe and jumped back onto the bald eagle.

"I've long suspected that these elusive bandits who are robbing the Federation of people from the Illusionary Realm are indeed bandits. Everything I've seen today confirms that it's definitely them!"

"What can we do? The bandits are like eels, they're impossible to catch."

"We're often one step behind the bandits, not just because of their bizarre collective teleportation ability. We must have informants within our ranks providing them with intelligence. We should submit an application to the district chief to launch a massive purge of all official departments and institutions, eliminating our informants!"

The bandits' headquarters.

Back here, Huozi is reading the contents of the Illusionary Divine Stele to better understand the extra power he has gained.

Although it is called a high-martial arts world, there is more than one illusion that can be collectively referred to as a high-martial arts world. The forms and intensities of the external forces in each of them are not exactly the same.

Huozi needs to study this carefully.

As he continued his research, Huozi discovered something strange.

"Where are these extraterrestrial demons?"

Song Gua, who was standing on the champion's seat on the awards stage, switched places and came to stand next to Huo Zi Ge.

"What's wrong?"

"I discovered that there are no extraterrestrial demons in the Illusionary Divine Stele that records Su Yun's world."

Did you miss something?

"No, after we merge, the contents of the Illusionary Divine Stele can be memorized and will not be automatically forgotten. Moreover, the reading speed is extremely fast, as if we have already memorized it once."

"Let me see."

Song Gua, along with a group of clones, also took a look.

There are really no records of extraterrestrial demons.

There's no reason for Su Yun to spout nonsense and fool himself before disappearing, is there?

This is a phenomenon that has appeared in the illusion but is not recorded in the divine stele.

Song Gua remembered that he had encountered something similar before—the woman who spoke strange words to him in the zombie illusion!

"Is it because we don't understand the Illusionary Divine Stele well enough? Or was the record of this thing never quite complete to begin with?"

Just as Song Gua was pondering this question.

The clone located in Antarctica sent a message.

"Old thief! A B-rank illusionist! A blue-haired youth, a martial soul illusionist! The resistance fighters in this area haven't found him yet, hurry up!"