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

Has Zero arrived?

Song Gua looked up, wanting to see who this mysterious supreme leader of the resistance was.

He was very fat and had an... ordinary-looking face.

Yes, he was an absolute stranger. Song Gua couldn't possibly associate this ordinary-looking man, who appeared to be of Central Asian descent, with the supreme leader of the resistance.

"wrong……"

Song Gua thought of something and activated Michelle's innate ability to enlighten the mind.

Upon closer inspection, it became clear that the face was indeed a disguise; his true appearance was...

A whole bunch!

Yes, Song Gua saw layers of faces, just like the Daoist practice of sitting in oblivion!

However, one of the faces looked very familiar to Song Gua.

The bartender at the Three Turns Bar who keeps saying "commander"!

It turns out that the bartender who displayed the power of a phantom was actually the Resistance's Zero!

Yes.

Judging from what the Poison Ancestor just said, this Zero has also lived for many years.

This is not surprising; those who have transcended the mortal realm naturally have longer lifespans, and those who are spiritual beings have even longer lifespans.

The rebels possess one of the three major light sources, enabling them to reliably create Phantoms like the Twelve Heavenly Kings. Therefore, their supreme leader must be no less than a Phantom.

He has lived for so many years, and he is the person the Federation most wants to capture, but they have never been able to catch him.

He must have a way of disguising his identity.

Changing his appearance is probably just one of the ways he altered his identity.

His demeanor and speech at the Sanzhuan Bar were completely different from his current appearance.

Michelle could see through even a simple change of expression.

This Zero must have had many unique ways of changing his identity.

"It's been years, and you're trying to test my secrets as soon as you arrive, Poison Ancestor. You're really not being fair."

Zero stood in mid-air, chatting and laughing.

It was obvious from Song Gua that Poison Ancestor was much more nervous than before.

This Zero's combat power is definitely no less than his.

The Poison Ancestor questioned Zero.

"You cowardly bastard, are you here to save your Twelve Heavenly Kings today? What, you've gotten too old and your heart has softened? You didn't even lift a finger in the battle that destroyed the previous generation of Twelve Heavenly Kings."

Zero smiled faintly.

"Two hundred years ago, it was a trap set for me by your ten ancestors. How could I have fallen for it?"

"So you sacrificed your twelve most loyal men, huh, Zero, you're not someone worth following."

Poison Ancestor's words were clearly intended to sow discord between Zero and his subordinates.

But Zero remained unfazed, appearing completely unconcerned.

"I am indeed here to rescue people today, but not just the rebels. Everyone present today, except for the allied forces, must retreat."

"Dream on! Today, everyone will meet the same fate: death from poisoning!"

Green mist began to spread beneath the feet of the Poison Ancestor.

Green mist began to rise inexplicably from the unnamed lake and the surrounding land, as if it could make the earth grow poison.

Song Gua had Ba Wan try to see if he could revert to the Poison Ancestor's skills.

The result was that it had absolutely no effect.

If the pocket watch is ineffective, the balance scales will likely be in the same situation.

The key is that the scales must first hit the mark; restricting the Poison Ancestor's activities is much more difficult than restricting Michelle.

Song Gua shouted loudly.

"stop!"

The Poison Ancestor looked down on the Song hexagram below.

"You junior, you have no right to order me around! I tell you to live, and you live; I tell you to die, and you die!"

"Stop showing off! Get the poison off the divine tablets right now! Or I'll blow them all up!"

"you……"

What Poison Ancestor really wanted to say was, go ahead and blow it up, anyway, their Divine Transformation doesn't need the Illusionary Divine Stele.

But Wade, standing nearby, offered some advice.

"Poison Ancestor, we should still get the Resentment Stone and the Divine Stele back. Our strategy of pretending to negotiate with the Celestials while actually buying time for Project Stars has been seen through by the Celestials."

The next step for the celestial beings will definitely be a large-scale invasion, heading straight for the surface. If we really choose to fight them on the ground, the losses will be too great and we will suffer too much.

The lunar and space battlefields remain the best options, therefore, the Allied Forces need these two thousand pseudo-spirit users!

"Idiot! If it's so important, why use it as bait!"

Wade looked helpless.

This is Zhang Erhe's battle plan; I'm just here to assist.

Besides, you didn't object at first, did you?

He could only think these words to himself; he dared not offend the Poison Ancestor aloud.

The Poison Ancestor looked at Song Gua.

"Hand over the Divine Stele and the Stone of Resentment, and I can have the Federation remove the bandits from the wanted list! This is already a very good offer for you, don't be ungrateful!"

Song Gua pointed at the Poison Ancestor and said sternly.

"You're the one who doesn't know what's good for you! The item is in my hands, what right do you have to negotiate with me! Now, I'll take out one hundred divine tablets, and you'd better give me the antidote immediately! If you don't, I'll blow up all one hundred of them!"

As he spoke, Song Gua actually took out a hundred divine tablets and casually tossed them in front of him.

Then, he looked at Zero.

"Zero, give me some face, don't make a move yet. Wait until I'm done with my work, then you can fight however you want!"

Unexpectedly.

Zero actually agreed.

"No problem, you negotiate with him first, I'll back you up and make sure he can't get away."

Song Gua clasped his hands in a fist salute.

Thank you.

The clones were chattering away on the local area network.

"What the heck? When did that old thief eat the Face Fruit?"

"Shouldn't we sever an arm as a sign of respect?"

"Don't you understand? Didn't that Poison Ancestor just say that we might be some kind of Fate Changers? Zero must know that too. Zero is just giving face to the Fate Changers."

"What is a person who changes one's destiny?"

"I've heard of people who claim to be destined for greatness, but what kind of clumsy imitation is this 'fate-changing person'?"

"Who knows? It's related to that agent. The resistance and the agents have a very close relationship, so it's not surprising that they were able to get this favor."

The ancestor of poison was biting his molars.

He, one of the ten strongest people on Earth, was actually restrained and threatened by a junior who had just reached the third stage of cultivation.

Shame!

What a shame!

To be honest, he was starting to lose interest.

Anyway, I'm going into hibernation soon, so the Federation can do whatever it wants with me!

"Bandit, don't think you can threaten me! When I was ruling the world, you were nothing but a chicken egg!"

Song Gua laughed.

"No, I mean, how should I put it, maybe it's more appropriate for me to say it?"

The Song hexagram speaks the absolute truth.

But to the Poison Ancestor, it sounded like blatant mockery and insults!

"Bandits, prepare to die!"

From all directions, the poisonous fog swirling on the ground began to stir again.

Wade advised.

"Poison Ancestor, if the allied forces lose to the Celestials and Blue Star falls into their hands, the hibernation base will be..."

The Poison Ancestor stopped instantly.

A bead of cold sweat trickled down his forehead.

Oh no, I forgot about that.

If the Federation is defeated by the Celestials, who will protect the hibernation base?

The heavenly beings and the resistance fighters all wished they could dig up the ancestors' graves of the gods.

"I can cure the poison from the Divine Stele, but you cannot take away all the Resentful Stones and the Divine Stele."

Song Gua frowned slightly and pondered for a moment.

Poison Ancestor is too strong after all. Now that he is willing to make concessions, Song Gua feels that he should also make concessions. Otherwise, what's the point if he gets nothing?

"Okay, I'll take half."

The bandits originally expected a 50% gain from this operation.

Even if you get half, it's not a loss.

however.

"Impossible! If you take half, you can create a thousand pseudo-spirit users. The Federation can only produce a maximum of a thousand more pseudo-spirit users. How can we suppress you then! You can only take 10%!"