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

Chapter 625 Use this light to avenge me, dice!

After saying this, the old man Wanglong passed away.

Jia Shilan turned to look at the Poison Ancestor who was rushing towards her like the Grim Reaper, and shook her head in despair.

"I... I can't defeat him... Sir, I'm sorry for your three thousand years of protection. This light will ultimately fall into the hands of evil..."

A hint of ruthlessness flashed in Jia Shilan's eyes.

She recalled that her ancestors' notes contained a method for destroying light sources.

It wasn't actually destroyed.

Instead, it separates the source of the light source from the light energy.

In other words, this "protective" power can be bestowed upon a single person without giving them the light source.

However, doing so will cause the light energy to dissipate quickly, leaving only a single seed of light in the end.

It would be troublesome to restore it to its original state.

But right now, in order to prevent the Poison Ancestor from obtaining the light source, Jia Shilan felt that she should at least do something useful before she died.

Just then, a black figure descended from the sky and landed between him and the Poison Ancestor.

"A, that punch was pretty good. Can you throw it again? Let's take care of this Poison Ancestor together."

The dice are here.

Not just him.

The bandits arrived too.

Now, when they show up, there are thousands upon thousands of them, surrounding the area and looking exactly like an illegal gathering of organized crime.

Jia Shilan cried again.

But this time, it was tears of joy.

She knew what she had to do.

"Dice!! I give you the Light of the Sky!! Use this light to kill the Poison Ancestor, to avenge me, the old man, and Sky City!!!"

Jia Shilan's sudden roar startled Song Gua.

Upon closer inspection, he discovered a bloody hole in Jia Shilan's neck, from which blood was gushing out.

If it weren't for some strange radiance flowing around here, protecting her life, she would have died long ago.

"you……"

"Have your men hold off the Poison Ancestor. I'll transfer the light to you, quick! There's no time!"

Although Song Gua chased after Jia Shilan, it was all for the sake of the Sky Light.

Unexpectedly, the way they finally received the light was that Jia Shilan gave it up voluntarily.

He originally thought that he would either have to fight Jia Shilan and see who was stronger, or he would have to make a deal with her.

"The entire bandit force!"

"exist!!"

"Target: Poison Ancestor!"

"Rush!!"

Tens of thousands of bandits, fearless of death, with the cannon fodder group leading the charge, directly activated their self-destruction and rushed towards the Poison Ancestor.

The Poison Ancestor was so frightened that he instantly transformed into a god, using his long thorny legs to kick the nuclear bombs away.

The main bandit group followed behind, with the squads working in perfect coordination, launching wave after wave of attacks around the Poison Master, leaving him overwhelmed.

"You...you...bandits!!"

The Poison Ancestor was so angry that his face turned red.

Song Gua came to Jia Shilan's side and hugged her, who was already weak.

"How are you? Do you have any means of resurrection?"

"That's all. I fought the Poison Ancestor and used up all the means I could."

"I still have a Thorne card with a resurrection skill. Should I revive him first?"

"Don't waste your energy, this kind of resurrection cannot work on those who have transcended to the mortal realm."

Those who have transcended mortality seem to have broken free from the health bar limitations of professionals.

However, in reality, it also loses some of the advantages of data.

In everything in the world, there is loss and gain, and gain and loss.

After all the bandits practiced meditation and became mortals, Song Gua never actually used the Thorncard.

Because of what happened with Yue Sheng, he now cherishes Thornka very much and uses it with utmost care.

I'm afraid that one day someone important to me will die and I won't be able to bring them back to life.

However, it now seems that unless the other party is still a professional, this method of resurrection will not work.

"Stretch out your hand, and I will give you the light of the sky."

Remember, the source of the light of the sky is 'protection'. When you want to protect something, it will greatly enhance your power.

That's all I know about the light in the sky. It's a pity I didn't get to hear the old gentleman's teachings; otherwise, you could have avoided a lot of detours.

While coughing up blood, Jia Shilan used her last strength to transfer the light of the sky to Song Gua's hand.

It was a red light, not large, but very bright, like a small sun.

It slowly emerged from Jia Shilan's palm and flowed into Song Gua's palm.

"You old scoundrel! We can't hold on any longer!"

The Song hexagram remained silent.

"Damn it! You guys only held out for half a minute!"

Battles at this level involve numerous exchanges in the blink of an eye.

Although it had only been half a minute, the number of times Poison Ancestor had made his move was countless.

If he hadn't been afraid to take the self-destruction of a third-stage cultivator head-on, these tens of thousands of bandits wouldn't have been enough to defeat the Poison Ancestor in his Nascent Soul stage.

Poison Ancestor broke through the bandits' encirclement and headed straight for the two who were transmitting light.

"Dice!! You'll never get the Light of the Sky, die!!"

Sudden.

"Bang!!"

A giant ice spear descended from the sky, pinning the Poison Ancestor to the ground with a single thrust!

"Click click click..."

The sudden drop in temperature froze the Poison Ancestor along the ice spear.

Wang Miao's tattered collar fluttered in the wind as he walked down the icy steps.

"Ten seconds, twenty seconds at most, hurry up."

Song Gua nodded and continued to receive Jia Shilan's light.

However, Song Gua couldn't help but ask.

"Wang Miao, didn't you also come for the Light of the Sky? Why didn't you take it?"

Wang Miao shook his head.

"Whether the Light of the Sky is in my hands or not is not important, but it is important that it is not in the hands of any god or the ten ancestors."

What this and that...

Song Gua inwardly rolled his eyes at Wang Miao for also becoming a riddle-maker.

Hearing Wang Miao say this, Jia Shilan thought of something.

"Now that you have obtained the Light of the Sky, there are some things you must know. I am dying and cannot say everything. The most important secrets I know are recorded in the notes of our ancestor Jia Xingchen..."

Speaking so much in one breath almost made Jia Shilan unable to catch her breath.

She took a deep breath and continued.

"I didn't bring the manuscript with me. After I die, take this jade pendant and find one of my Night Owl's Heavenly Stem or Earthly Branch members. They know where the manuscript is..."

On the wrist of Jia Shilan's other hand, she wore a jade pendant with the character "甲" (jia).

This is probably another identification mechanism for the owl.

"He's up!"

Wang Miao's voice drew Song Gua's attention back.

The ice block that sealed the Poison Ancestor disintegrated, and the Poison Ancestor rose up once again from within.

"Damn it!! How dare little Wang Miao lay a hand on me!!"

The knight's sword in Poison Ancestor's hand suddenly split into thousands of blades, sweeping towards Wang Miao like raindrops in all directions.

Wang Miao raised an ice wall to block it, but it was completely useless.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!!!"

In the critical moment, a large club carved with a tiger's head knocked down all the fragments of the knight's sword thrown by the Poison Ancestor.

"Poison Ancestor, your opponent is me!"

The Song hexagram has completed the handover of the light of the sky.