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

"Clan Chief Ning was already a fifth-tier expert, yet he was killed by this outsider in a single move? Without even a chance to fight back?"

"Has the outside world developed such immense power over the past three thousand years?"

"Is this person here to vie for the Holy Light?"

"This scoundrel is wicked, bloodthirsty, and cold-blooded; we must never let him obtain the Holy Light!"

News of what was happening in the city quickly reached the altar.

Old Man Wanglong quickly grabbed Jia Shilan's hand and said anxiously.

"Child, hurry, go back to the outside world, it's dangerous here!"

Jia Shilan glanced at the situation in the city and knew that the Poison Ancestor had arrived.

"I know that the person who came is called the Poison Ancestor. He is one of the ten strongest people in the outside world. They are mortal enemies with those who cultivate the origin of life. He chased me here to kill me."

Jia Shilan was well aware of this.

But it's also frustrating.

Once the path to heaven is opened, strange phenomena will appear throughout the city, and it will be impossible to hide them.

She had obtained the Light of the Sky as quickly as possible, but the Poison Ancestor still caught up.

Old Man Wanglong smiled.

"It's alright, child. Although I don't quite understand what you're saying, you must live. We'll shield you from this evil man. Go now."

Jia Shilan was moved, and her nose tingled with emotion.

"Why? I'm from the outside world too, why are you..."

"Our ancestors said that if one day someone from the outside world comes to take the Holy Light, it must be because the Great World has encountered a great crisis and needs the power of the Holy Light to help.

Didn't you just remind us that the outside world is dangerous now, and there is a crisis of destruction?

Our city has only tens of thousands of people. It's worth it to exchange my small world for the safety of the larger world.

You must make good use of the Holy Light and truly understand the profound meaning of 'protection'.

Seeing Jia Shilan hesitate, the old man Wanglong patted her hand kindly.

"Go now, child, don't hesitate, go out into the world and do what you should do!"

With a gentle push from the old man's cane, Jia Shilan found herself drifting away uncontrollably.

"Grandpa! I..."

Seeing the relieved and expectant look in the eyes of the people from Wanglong, Jia Shilan felt a pang of sadness.

Actually, she just wanted to fulfill the wishes of her ancestors and obtain the Light of the Sky.

However, she hadn't seriously considered the crises in the outside world or whether she wanted to share the burden with Blue Star.

After all, Blue Star belongs to the Federation, not to Night Owl.

Although it's true that if the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold, the Federation's daily manhunt for them makes the Night Owls feel no sense of belonging to the Blue Star world.

But at this moment, Jia Shilan's heart began to waver.

The people of the ancient city are shielding her from the poisonous ancestor, hoping that she can make good use of the holy light they have protected for three thousand years to protect the outside world.

In this turbulent and desire-driven era, she witnessed a spirit of dedication so genuine it seemed unreal.

In a daze, A had a bizarre idea.

These people seem to be the kind of people that should be born on Earth.

Are those people outside wearing a layer of skin?

After pushing Jia Shilan away, the old man Wanglong turned around, opened his eyes, and straightened his hunched back.

"Take my Holy Weapon of the Path of Light!"

A clan chief quickly stopped him.

"Sir, you mustn't! Leave the thieves to us. You mustn't use your sacred weapon; it will consume your life force..."

"Hahaha! I've lived for over three hundred years, and I've counted every single rat hole in this tiny world. That's enough! To have witnessed our three thousand years of protection not being in vain is enough; I have no regrets!"

As they spoke, the underground of the ancient city shook violently.

An ancient halberd burst forth from the earth, its body radiating a brilliant red light, naturally exuding a terrifying sense of oppression and unparalleled aura, making people dare not look directly at it.

When the old man Wanglong grasped the halberd, his hunchback disappeared, his body straightened, his white hair turned black, his wrinkles faded, his eyes became clear, and all signs of old age vanished.

He seemed to have been rejuvenated, transforming from an old and frail man back into a man in his prime.

Even his voice became powerful and vigorous.

"If I win, you will go out into the world and see it for me! If I lose, there will be no one in this city who will surrender or betray me!"

With a flick of his halberd, the Old Man of the Dragon-Gazing left an afterimage in place before arriving in front of the Poison Ancestor.

The clan leaders of various clans rose into the air, their bodies radiating red light, their auras surging.

"Our people will never back down! We will lend you a helping hand, sir!"

Poison Ancestor was surrounded by those experts of the Light Path, who were interrogating him about who had taken the Light of the Sky.

He killed them one by one, trying to intimidate the people of the ancient city, as they did not answer.

Unexpectedly, the people of the ancient city were very spirited.

The more the Poison Ancestor killed, the less they spoke.

Even the seven- or eight-year-old mischievous children were gathering red light to attack the Poison Ancestor.

The Poison Ancestor snorted coldly, intending to unleash a massacre and wipe out everyone in the city.

That way, whoever obtains the light of the sky will be done with it.

His only worry was that the person who received the light had already run away.

Therefore, he had to act quickly and finish the massacre of the city as soon as possible.

Just then, the old man Wanglong, who held the sacred weapon of the Light Path, arrived.

"Stop, bandits!"

This halberd pierced through the clouds and mist; even the Poison Ancestor dared not meet it head-on.

He transformed into a cloud of poison, allowing the halberd to pass right through him.

"I thought this Sky City was full of mediocre people, but I didn't expect there to be experts here as well."

The old man Wanglong grabbed the halberd that had returned to him, looked at the blood pools and the dead members of his clan, and his expression turned furious.

"This is outrageous! Seizing the Holy Light shouldn't just lead to more bloodshed!"

"You are nothing but a group of people forgotten by the world. What is there to kill? Without the light of the sky, you have no reason to exist."

"Every living being has its own reason for existence, what right do you, a scoundrel, have to judge! Take this!"

The old man Wanglong was no longer old, but a warrior with boundless fighting spirit, who forced the Poison Ancestor to retreat continuously.

Poison Ancestor snorted coldly, opened his black umbrella, and turned it counterclockwise.

"A drug crisis!"

Green phantoms flew out from inside the black umbrella.

After they landed, they transformed into large insects, each one or two meters long.

The giant insect bites anyone it sees, and those bitten are immediately poisoned and die shortly afterward.

The people in the ancient city all cultivated the Way of Light, which enabled them to resist the poisonous fog.

But the Poison Ancestor's move involves letting poisonous insects bite people, injecting the toxins, which leaves them helpless.

The entire city mobilized to fight back and clear out the venomous insects that were running rampant throughout the city.

Jia Shilan did not go far.

She stood in the distant sky, holding a Bagua mirror. The mirror reflected not her face, but everything happening in the city.

"Everyone……"

Seeing many survivors fall to the fangs of poisonous insects, and seeing many ancient city survivors angrily attack the Poison Ancestor only to be easily killed by him, Jia Shilan clenched her fists tightly.

"I have to go back."

Just then, she saw a person appear in the city.

"dice?"

Song Gua has entered the city.

But as soon as he entered, he saw the Poison Ancestor wreaking havoc.

Thus, the Song hexagram blossomed twice.

"The Poison King is backing down, his villa is by the sea! He's trying to kill, I'll save him! Brothers, let's give him a good soaking!!!"