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

"Brother Yunyang, what's Zero been up to all day? You said he'd come looking for me? I have so many brothers, and not one of them has told me they've run into him yet?"

Inside the cloud sheep camp in Antarctica.

Song Gua is having tea with Yun Yang right here.

Yun Yang said with a hint of helplessness.

"Zero's whereabouts are unpredictable, and sometimes I can't find him either. If he doesn't show up to find you, now might not be the best time to launch the final attack on Shenzhuan and the Ten Ancestors."

"I heard those sorcerers haven't shown their faces anywhere for almost a month. Have they gone into hiding?"

"I'm afraid they're plotting something again. Zero is probably looking for them, so he doesn't have time to come to you. After all, if we want to join forces to deal with Shenzhuan, we first need to know where Shenzhuan is."

"By the way, I came here today to discuss with you how to rescue the 200,000 people imprisoned in the underwater prison."

Yun Yang's eyes lit up.

"That's exactly what I was thinking too."

"This matter can be accomplished by our two families alone, but it cannot be done by just the two of us."

"What do you want to do?"

"The marijuana bandit rebels are about to arrive on Mars."

We will recuperate and build up our strength on Mars, attempting to combine the abilities of professionals with Martian technology to unleash even greater combat power for the rebel army.

Once everything is ready, we will unite with the Celestial Legion to launch a full-scale attack back to Earth and officially begin our global campaign to reclaim sovereignty over the Blue Star!

"Blue Planet belongs to humanity, not to some divine race!"

Yun Yang's eyes showed a hint of surprise.

"I never expected you to say something like that."

Song Gua's identity has now been exposed, so he no longer wears a hood.

This is actually more comfortable.

Wearing a wig, applying oil paint, and sometimes even using a bronze mirror to change one's face—it was quite uncomfortable.

"Hey, what are you saying? Can't I, Song Gua, be concerned about the country and its people?"

"If the uprising succeeds, what do you want to do afterward?"

"Then the whole world will be unified again."

Furthermore, I want to achieve true unification, such as standardizing the written language and the gauge of carts!

Instead of the current loose and chaotic situation.

I don't ask for much. When the time comes, I'll plant the bandit flag all over the world and give that unified world a country name—China!

As for myself...

What do you think of the title "Earth Emperor"? Doesn't it sound a bit too childish?

What about the Great Emperor of China? Could he be easily confused with historical emperors?

This is such a headache...

Yun Yang looked relieved.

The bandits are still the same bandits; how could they possibly do something that brings them no benefit at all?

"Let's get back to the main topic. You seem to be thinking of uniting the Avengers, Night Owl, the Xuanwu Pavilion, the Sea Dragon Group, and other organizations, right?"

"Good, I will reunite the rebel alliance."

Afterwards, the 200,000 people were distributed among all the organizations that participated in the operation.

All alliance members remain on Earth, deep behind enemy lines, and wait for the Martians to return. Then, they will coordinate from within and without to crush the Federation in one fell swoop!

I think this last step shouldn't be too difficult.

There are not many people who are truly committed to the Union.

As long as war breaks out, there will inevitably be large-scale defections.

The most troublesome ones are those dozens of people above the Divine Transformation level.

Yun Yang pondered for a moment.

"This plan is not bad. The rescue operation from the underwater prison can also be regarded as a pledge of allegiance."

Organizations willing to participate in the plan are trustworthy and can be brought into the alliance.

If they are unwilling, be wary of them to prevent them from switching sides.

"Correct answer!"

"So, you're also fueling the recent urban independence movements that have spread around the world? After all, an uprising needs not only allies, but also the cooperation of the common people."

"To be fair, in our recent independent operations, we bandits did provide assistance to many cities, but it was definitely not my idea that came to them."

The earliest independent city, Nanshui, was the result of discussions among Mayor Qi Xuan and key members of the municipal government.

Moreover, the independence of Nanshui City was achieved with everyone united and without any resistance; we really didn't help much.

Yun Yang gently shook his folding fan, nodded, and said.

"In the battle on the moon, the bandits achieved great merit, and the soldiers fought to the death."

But Shenzhuan and Shizu betrayed you, and without distinguishing right from wrong, they wanted to kill you and the bandits.

Millions of soldiers rebelled, and they mercilessly slaughtered these people who disregarded their personal safety and dedicated themselves to the survival of the world.

In addition, the federal government arrested returning sergeants.

These disheartening actions are likely a major reason why the entire city of Nanshui is determined to become independent and secede from the Union.

Indeed, that is part of the reason.

But Song Gua knew there was an even bigger reason.

The bandits saved Nanshui City twice, and also saved the life of Ye Chen, the beloved darling of Nanshui City.

This exceptionally united city had long ago decided to forever follow in the footsteps of the bandits.

The bandits declared an uprising on the moon.

They declared independence on Earth the very next day.

This is fulfilling the promise made at the beginning.

"Although independent cities now account for less than one-tenth of the world's total, these sparks will surely ignite a prairie fire. This battle has only just begun!"

Yun Yang closed his fan and stood up.

"Leave the contacting of various organizations to us. We'll discuss the details of the operation once we've finished contacting all parties."

Song Gua laughed.

"The rebel alliance is about to reunite once again."

Yun Yang smiled, then suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, Night Owl might be in a bit of trouble. Jia is dead, and they are now leaderless. The remaining nine Heavenly Stems are fighting amongst themselves over who should be Jia."

"Night Owl... I'll handle their problems."

……

The territory of Huaxia Glory City.

A seven-starred beast roams here.

Surprisingly, no one came to kill it.

In the past, various forces would have fought over it long ago.

Glory City is now very desolate and sparsely populated.

We are currently in a turbulent time, with global instability.

All the major factions have recalled their personnel who were originally stationed and on rotation in Glory City, in preparation for any eventuality.

In addition, the continuous battles have also caused significant losses to the professionals themselves.

On this deserted wasteland, a humanoid black shadow gradually emerged.

The dark figure raised a hand, pointed to the ground, and something flew out of the dark figure.

"Splash..."

There were countless ordinary spirit cores, and one huge golden spirit core.

"Rise, Kanshiratu!"

The shadowy figure emitted a hoarse voice that was neither male nor female.

The numerous spirit cores piled on the ground began to rotate, crush, and fuse around this golden spirit core.

The golden spirit core burst forth with dazzling light, shooting straight into the sky!

"Click...click...click..."

Soon, the golden spirit core began to collapse towards the center point, constantly being squeezed and deformed.

Its shape is not changing towards irregularity; you can see that it is gradually becoming flatter and rounder.

The golden surface began to turn black.

The matte texture began to become textured and varied, and complex, rich, and bizarre characters and symbols appeared.

As the towering beam of light began to recede, a pitch-black compass floated there, slowly rotating.