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

Antarctica, on the icy, snow-covered shores of the ocean.

A young man with blue hair was piloting a fishing boat, slowly bringing it to shore.

Just as the ship was about to crash into the ice on the shore, he lightly stomped his right foot, and colorful rings rose from the sole of his foot, covering his entire body.

"First Soul Skill, Entanglement!"

But then a blue vine flew out of his hand, quickly growing longer and wrapping around a piece of ice rock on the shore.

Then, he pulled hard and pulled himself over.

A group of penguins playing and diving by the water looked up at the man flying overhead.

Their eyes were filled with envy.

This guy can fly even without wings, but I have wings yet can't fly. Isn't that infuriating?

The blue-haired youth landed and tightened his blue leather jacket.

"Sea God of this world, I can sense that you are here. Although my power has diminished considerably, I believe I can pass your test!"

The blue-haired youth clenched his fist as he muttered to himself.

"Xiao Wu, I will definitely bring you back to life!"

Braving the wind and snow, the blue-haired youth ventured deeper into the Antarctic continent.

Half a day later.

"Sea God, I sense your presence, why don't you show yourself?"

Before he finished speaking, a bandit poked his head out from the ice cave next to him.

"Huh? You're pretty good, kid. I was dressed all in white, hiding here like a chameleon, and you still managed to find me. Does your Martial Soul World have divine sense now?"

The blue-haired youth knew, of course, that this was not the Sea God. He snorted coldly, ignored the bandits, and left.

But the bandit stood in front of him.

"Halt! You illusionist, listen up! This road was planted by me, these trees were cultivated by me. If you want to pass, leave your resentful stone behind, hehehe!"

The blue-haired youth frowned, and spirit rings appeared on his body once more.

"Get out of my way! I have no interest in fighting you. If you get in my way, don't blame me for being impolite!"

The arrogant bandit pointed at him and laughed.

"You think you're so great?"

This sounds like an insult, but it's actually stating a fact, only omitting the words "Level Illusionist".

Anger rose in the blue-haired youth's heart. He grabbed at the air with his right hand, and a long spear with a blue blade appeared in his hand.

"Fifth Soul Skill, Deep Blue Overlord Spear!"

The blue-haired youth pointed his gun at the bandit and said sternly.

"I don't want to waste my time on you. I'm giving you one more chance: disappear from my sight, or else..."

"Or what?"

"You alone are doomed!"

next second.

From this bandit's body, as if by mitosis, one after another similarly dressed fellows sprang up.

"Hey, I'm here!"

"I'm here too!"

"Check out the original version of 'Mom's Wrapping Around,' it's hilarious!"

"Make way! Make way! There's no more room!"

"Hey, Huozi, start a fire! It's fucking cold here!"

"What's wrong with Fire King? Hurry up! The Fire King is here to serve the lowly bandits, so hurry up! Don't make me beg you!"

Song Gua and the bandits blocking the road exchanged positions, releasing a large number of clones.

They chattered away like a flock of sparrows having a party.

Seeing the blue-haired youth opposite him with a solemn expression, he immediately thought, "This is not a still image."

The original words of Song Gua are sent back.

"You alone are doomed to die."

"The outcome is still uncertain! Sixth Soul Skill: Void! Seventh Soul Skill: Deep Blue True Body!"

The blue-haired youth gave himself two status-related skills.

Instantly, his aura surged, and the fighting spirit and will between his brows and eyes were intensely compelling.

Song Gua beckons.

The clone next to him cast two hundred status-related skills on him.

The light in the blue-haired youth's eyes had faded.

What are all these things?

The disparity in strength between the two sides in this battle was too great, and the outcome was predictable.

The Song Gua, brimming with power, is an A-level Beast Tamer, a pseudo-spirit illusionist named Ghost King, and an A-level high-level martial arts pseudo-spirit illusionist named Fire King.

Anyone could easily outclass this blue-haired youth.

Of course, the blue-haired youth wasn't at his peak either.

He already had nine spirit rings, but he could only unleash the power of the first seven.

Even if he has twin martial souls and activates another martial soul called the Heaven-Shaking Hammer, he still only has the first seven skills.

This is because he hasn't collected enough source energy to support him in using more powerful abilities.

Song Gua, Huo Zi Ge, and Gui Ge ganged up on the blue-haired youth on the ice, beating him until he was bruised and swollen, unable to speak of his suffering.

"A titled 'Battle Wheel,' is it?"

"Twin martial souls, right?"

"Tan Family Hidden Weapons, is that right?"

"You think you're so great? You're just a B-level."

"Why aren't you fighting back? Is it because you don't like PvP?"

"It's strange, why do I get angry just looking at this guy?"

The blue-haired youth was completely overwhelmed and unable to fight back.

He lay on the ground, his clothes tattered and his body covered in wounds.

He gave a bitter laugh and sadly muttered to himself as he looked up at the sky.

"I'm sorry, Xiao Wu, in the end, Brother Shan couldn't bring you back to life..."

Song Gua, who was preparing to deliver a fatal blow, paused.

"You're different from the other people in this illusion; they all want to resurrect the entire world. You, on the other hand, have such a narrow vision; you only want to resurrect one person?"

The blue-haired youth, having been beaten for a while, could no longer contain his anger, and his voice rose considerably.

"What does the destruction of the world have to do with me! I didn't cause the world to be destroyed! I only want to resurrect my beloved!"

"Good heavens, your world's resentment must be blind to have chosen you as the illusionary being."

"Just one step away... The Sea Goddess is right before me. As long as I complete the Sea Goddess's trial and become the new Sea Goddess, I will definitely be able to resurrect her!"

"Sea god? What sea god? There's no sea god in our world."

"Nonsense! I can already sense the aura of the Sea God! This is my Deep Blue Grass Martial Soul, my innate sense of smell!"

Seeing him lying half-dead on the ground, yet speaking so earnestly, Song Gua pondered for a moment.

"Is there any connection between what he called the sea god and the underground altar the rebels built?"

Otherwise, why would he go through all the trouble of heading to Antarctica when the Earth is so big?

This guy didn't collect much source energy; I guess he's been trying to get to Antarctica ever since he flashed away.

"Boy, I'll spare your life, but you have to lead the way. I also want to see this sea god."

The blue-haired youth, who was in a state of despair, suddenly changed his expression.

Are you serious?

"We bandits never lie."

The blue-haired youth considered his situation.

I can't beat these weirdos in a fight.

Rather than die here, I'd rather trust him this once.

Hmph, once I see the Sea God, I'll complain to him. Then the Sea God will stand up for me, and I'll definitely be able to turn the tables and kill him!

"You're so badly injured, let me arrange for someone to treat you, so we don't have to arrange for someone to carry you."

The blue-haired youth raised his hand in refusal.

"No need, I can heal myself!"

The blue-haired youth's right leg emitted a faint blue light; this was his soul bone skill.

His wounds began to heal slowly.

He stood up again after a short while.

"No wonder he's only B-rank, he's got a lot of tricks up his sleeve. If he could unleash all his abilities, he'd probably be a level A illusionary."

Among the B-level illusionists, the blue-haired youth belongs to the top tier of combat power.

It is comparable to an ordinary A-level illusionary.

However, he neglected his duties and instead of plundering the source of power, he focused solely on heading to Antarctica, which resulted in him not being able to fully utilize his strength, leading to his complete defeat at the hands of the bandits.