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

"Ten percent?"

"Giving you 10% is already showing you generosity. If you try to bargain any further, I'd rather not have these sacred tablets at all!"

If patience had a progress bar, Song Gua's patience would have instantly dropped to zero by now.

Bandits never back down when they robbed people.

Today I see that you, Poison Ancestor, are really awesome. I only take half, but you only give me 10%?

Song Gua sneered.

"Good, very good, excellent! You said you didn't want these sacred tablets anymore, so don't blame me."

All the clones knew it was over; they could forget about getting the next divine monument.

Song Gua had already tried it; even if the Poison Tablet was successfully fused, it wouldn't have time to feed back its source power to him before the clone died.

Therefore, the poison tablet is useless as it does not cure poison.

Since the Poison Ancestor has this attitude, Song Gua decides... to flip the table!

Song Gua raised his eyes again, staring at the Poison Ancestor. With a wave of his hand, his clone, equipped with the Poison God Stele, stepped out from among the bandits.

The divine tablets take up a lot of backpack space; it's impossible to fit over a thousand divine tablets into the backpack of a clone.

"Blow it up!"

Without a second's hesitation.

The bandits immediately exploded!

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

To let the Poison Ancestor know that these bandits who self-destructed were equipped with divine tablets, Song Gua made them take out a part of the divine tablet to show off before self-destructing, then quickly put it back, and finally detonate it.

"Stop blowing it up!"

The Poison Ancestor panicked.

"boom!"

Nobody paid him any attention; he kept blasting.

"I'll give you half! Half isn't enough for you!"

Of what's left, there's less than half left.

So nobody paid any attention to him, and they kept bombing.

"Ah!! Bandits!!"

The Poison Ancestor has broken through his defenses.

He had been high above for a thousand years and had never encountered such an unreasonable opponent!

With a flick of his black umbrella, countless green poisonous wisps formed a ghostly claw, reaching out towards all the bandits.

Poison Ancestor made his move, but Zero also made his move.

Zero's abilities are very strange.

He simply raised his hand slightly, but no weapon or anything was visible.

The silt on the lakebed then rose up, transforming into towering, pitch-black silt giants, each over ten meters tall!

These mud giants are not only large, but also possess special abilities.

They were able to grasp the toxic fog claws that were essentially just gas!

The mud giants grabbed the ghost claws and stuffed them directly into their mouths.

Soon, they were dyed green, and became known as the Hulk!

Clearly, the Poison Ancestor's poison ability was very powerful, and these mud giants were also poisoned.

Unfortunately, they are not living beings; they cannot be killed by poison, but they are poisoned.

Song Gua shook his head and clasped his hands in a fist salute to Zero.

"Thank you for your help!"

Zero laughed.

"No need for thanks. We're allies in today's operation. I was just a little late and wanted to apologize."

At this point, all the poisoned monuments had been destroyed by the bandits using a self-destruct bug.

Everyone present was once again shocked by the bandits' actions.

"It really...it exploded?"

"Flipping the table is a traditional skill of bandits. They were already doing this back in the Yunshan City Mental Hospital."

"If they blow up the divine monument, wouldn't their trip have been for nothing? What... what kind of brain circuit is this?"

The bandits did not come away empty-handed.

Of the two thousand resentful stones, apart from the two hundred on Adolf's body, the rest were all in Song Gua's hands.

Now that Adolf has been killed by the Poison Ancestor, Adolf's two hundred resentment stones should have fallen into the Poison Ancestor's hands.

A new battle is about to begin between the Federation and the bandits.

What are they fighting over?

The Divine Stele of Illusion!

This thing isn't a one-to-one match with the illusion, but rather many against one. What was destroyed today was just the divine tablet that the people of the illusion brought with them. In fact, there are still divine tablets scattered throughout the world from various illusions.

If you're willing to look, you can always find it.

The Federation will also collect the divine tablets and seize the resentment stones from the bandits.

Poison Ancestor's emotions had returned to calm, and he looked at Song Gua as if he were looking at a dead man.

"Very well, bandits, you really dare to do it."

"What's there to be afraid of? I tried to negotiate with you politely, but you showed no sincerity. So let's just stop playing this game!"

"Fine, fine... Don't think that just because Zero is protecting you today, I can't do anything to you. None of you are leaving here today!"

Song Gua laughed.

Of everyone present, the bandits were the easiest to retreat from.

However, doing this might reveal the ability to create clones.

But if there's really no other way, Song Gua won't care about being exposed.

However, it seems he doesn't need to use his clone ability yet.

Because Zero opened his mouth.

"Poison Ancestor, do you know why I'm late today?"

The Poison Ancestor seemed too lazy to pay him any attention.

"Zero, if you're going to make a move, then make your move! Stop talking nonsense! Even with you protecting me, I can still wipe out all the bandits!"

"I don't think I need to do anything. I brought a friend along to show you what I'm capable of."

"What?"

Poison Ancestor sensed a dangerous aura.

Zero raised his hand and drew a circle on the lake shore.

A blurry figure emerged from the crowd and came to the lake shore. The figure gradually became clearer in everyone's eyes.

The man was dressed in a red Taoist robe, wearing a copper coin mask, holding a spine sword, and with a bloodstained bamboo slip, a set of jingling torture instruments, and a black bell at his waist...

No need to look anymore.

Song Gua and his clones have now determined who this person is.

"Zero is invincible! How did he manage to convince this madman?"

"I reckon Zero didn't communicate with him. This real Fire Bro is impossible to talk to. Given the situation in our world, the more you explain to him, the more he'll think he's crazy."

"Judging from Zero's actions just now, he must have teleported the real Fire Brother from somewhere."

"Old thief, I think we should run. This guy can be really dangerous when he goes crazy."

Song Gua beckoned his clones to gather around him, preparing to make a run for it.

But then the real Huozi on the shore suddenly shouted.

"Don't come any closer! Give me this car!"

Then I saw him pick up two branches from the ground and wave them wildly in front of a rock, gesturing wildly as if he were trying to outwit the air.

This baffling human behavior left everyone present completely bewildered.

Everyone looked at each other, wondering why the person Zero had specially invited was in such a strange state.

Poison Ancestor was clearly stunned for a moment, then obviously couldn't hold back and burst out laughing.

"Zero, Zero, is this the friend you called in to save the day? Ridiculous, ridiculous. If you're sick, I can recommend some hospitals for you. I guarantee they're professionals in treating mental illnesses."

This time, Zero ignored the Poison Ancestor and addressed everyone under the Green Network.

"Gentlemen, prepare to retreat!"

Everyone looked up at the green netting that hadn't been opened yet.

How do I get a refund?

Some astute individuals, recalling the appearance of the man in red, guessed that Zero was about to create a large opening to help everyone escape.

But they soon realized they were wrong.

The red-clad man, who had been behaving strangely on the shore, suddenly sat cross-legged, burst into tears, and cried his heart out, his voice hoarse and strained.

He spread out the blood-red bamboo slips at his waist, along with the set of torture instruments, in front of him.

What is he going to do?

No one can understand.

Only Song Gua sensed something was wrong.

"Holy crap! Let's go!"

Song Gua instructed Wu Ge to disperse into a thick fog as a cover—it's always better to conceal one's abilities to some extent than to reveal one's true strengths to the public.

Song Gua darted through his clones at full speed, retrieving them as quickly as possible.

Unfortunately, it's still a step too late.

This guy, Huozi, is logging in way too fast!

"The dung beetle ascends the steps."