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

"Monte, Marceau! Forget it, let the riots below run their course. Song Gua is the biggest problem!"

The two divine beings who were struck by Song Gua's hammer were both judges, and their names were Monte and Marceau.

Before Song Gua became a Spirit Illusionist, he was able to kill Ancestral-level Divine Transformers.

Now that he has broken through to become a Spirit Illusionist, Giru's four divine transformations are still quite self-aware.

We can't beat them!

We need to call for help!

Song Gua saw that Jiru suddenly retreated, leaving an afterimage in place, and distanced himself from him.

Immediately afterwards, he threw a scroll into the air.

Shenzhuan is also a professional, so it's normal for him to use professional tools.

Song Gua did not stop him, only saying, "This is to invoke the transformation of the ancestral gods, isn't it?"

Jiru snorted coldly, "Among the twelve ancestors, there are also upper and lower ancestors. The Poison Ancestor you killed was only a lower ancestor. Don't think you already possess power surpassing the ancestral level!"

Song Gua scoffed, "Hmm, so who were you asking for help from just now?"

"The Ancestor of the Blade! The Ancestor with the strongest offensive power! He'll be here soon. If you don't want to die, you can still escape now."

"How much longer until we arrive?"

"What?"

"I asked you how much longer it will take for him to arrive?"

"That's too arrogant! Don't think you can do whatever you want!"

Song Gua took a step out of the air, as if shrinking the distance to an inch, and arrived directly in front of Giru, gently tapping the latter's shoulder with his large hammer.

Giroud was thrown into the air like a meteorite, crashing into the concrete foundation.

Seeing this, the other three gods launched an attack simultaneously.

Song Gua neither dodged nor avoided, remaining motionless in place.

When the three launched their attack, they realized it was just an afterimage.

Song Gua had already caught up to the ground, stood in front of Giru, and pressed the hammer down on him.

"No, I'm asking you a question. How much longer until the Sword Ancestor arrives?"

"Three, three, three minutes at most... cough cough cough..."

The weight of the Thousand Transformations is very light compared to the Divine Transformation.

However, Song Gua used Magnet Brother's ability to repel Qianji Bian with magnetic force, making Jiru feel as heavy as Mount Tai pressing down on him.

"Three minutes? Well, I can wait."

"Wait, wait for what?"

"When he comes, I'll show you that I'm better than him."

"you……"

Arrogant!

Too embarrassing!

Divine Transformation and Ancestral Divine Transformation are both absolutely top-tier combat forces on Earth.

Song Gua is actually so reckless?

For some reason, Giroud felt a little flustered.

According to the information, Song Gua is not such a frivolous person.

This only shows that Song Gua was highly confident in his own strength at this time!

"You three come down and wait with us!"

With a wave of his hand, Song Gua conjured up a thick fog that swept up the other three Divine Transformers, dragging them down from the sky.

The Thousand Transformations changed shape again, turning into a long staff that pinned down all four people.

"Damn it! Why is it so heavy!"

"What is this thing made of? My hellfire didn't even react when I burned it?"

"It seems to be able to suppress my attributes, what the hell is that?!"

Combining the Thousand Transformations of the three origins, the mere Four Divine Transformations naturally could not escape the suppression.

The Thousand Transformations might not be the strongest in the universe, and Zhou Tak is exaggerating a bit in that respect, but looking at the solar system, it should be unrivaled.

Song Gua lit a cigarette, plopped down on the Thousand Machines Chair, and crossed his legs.

The four gods felt utterly humiliated, but unable to resist, they could only endure it.

All around, the liberated laborers were still fighting their way out.

As Song Gua watched them escape this hell, his anger subsided considerably.

The Sword Ancestor arrived faster than expected.

A dazzling glint of light flashed across the sky, and a figure appeared in the blink of an eye.

"Where is the Song hexagram?!"

The Sword Ancestor stood in mid-air.

He had a buzz cut and a scar on his head.

Holding a large black sword, he exuded a murderous aura.

"Your grandfather is here!"

Song Gua kicked the Thousand Transformations stick into the air, then gripped it again. In the process, the Thousand Transformations stick transformed into a knife.

When his opponent used a knife, Song Gua also used a knife, intending to eliminate him using the method that the Knife Ancestor was most proud of!

The Sword Ancestor saw the riot below and frowned slightly.

During this time, all twelve ancestors were hunting down Zero and the Light of the Ocean.

But in reality, they each have a pillar of heaven they are responsible for.

The Heavenly Pillar of Cloud Mountain was under the responsibility of the Sword Ancestor.

Otherwise, Giru wouldn't have been the first to inform the Sword Ancestor.

Seeing his construction site collapse, Dao Zu was extremely displeased.

The location where the Sword Ancestor was just now was not far from Yunshan.

—The twelve ancestors did not swarm together and get chased by Zero, but rather they purposefully blocked his path and searched the areas where Zero was known to be.

"Song Gua, instead of hiding on Mars and relying on the little secret Zhang Beihai has to prolong your life, you actually dare to return to Earth! Hah, you're courting death!"

Song Gua stubbed out his cigarette and flicked it casually toward the direction of the Sword Ancestor.

The tiny cigarette butt, like a bullet, whistled through the air.

With lightning speed, the Sword Ancestor unleashed a swift slash.

"bass--"

The blade sliced ​​the cigarette butt that Song Gua had flicked away in two!

"A phantom?"

"Scared?"

"Hmph! The resistance has plenty of phantom users; none of them can be my match!"

The Sword Ancestor said this, but in reality, he was afraid.

How can one cultivate to the level of a Spirit Illusionist so quickly?

How old are you, Song Gua?

Those rebel leaders, which generation isn't several hundred years old?

Is it normal for someone in their early twenties to be a psychopath?

Of course, the Sword Ancestor also knew that Song Gua had two major sources of light.

The only explanation for Song Gua's absurd cultivation speed is the power of the light source.

Song Gua noticed that Dao Zu did not attack him immediately; his gaze lingered on the Tianzhu construction site.

Song Gua guessed that he might want to prevent the laborers from escaping.

After all, this Heavenly Pillar was something the Twelve Ancestors wanted to build, and only the Twelve Ancestors cared most about whether the Heavenly Pillar could be built successfully.

With this in mind, Song Gua made his move without holding back.

"May Heaven and Earth live as long as we do!"

With a single strike, the heavens and earth dimmed, and the wind and clouds changed color!

This is Huo Zi Ge's high-level pseudo-spiritual illusion.

Even with Huo Zi Ge's level of understanding, he still couldn't use it, but Song Gua could already use it at will.

"What?!"

The Sword Ancestor was most familiar with swords.

Seeing Song Gua wielding his blade amidst the storm, the Daozu was utterly stunned by the surging energy of heaven and earth.

Judging from the overflowing sword energy, the Sword Ancestor was certain that he could not take Song Gua's move head-on and had to dodge it!

And this is exactly the effect that Song Gua wanted.

He wanted to take the Sword Ancestor away from Yunshan to fight elsewhere, so that he wouldn't have to focus his attention on the fleeing laborers.

The Sword Ancestor slashed forward, his sword light and figure intertwining, making it difficult to distinguish between them.

Song Gua pursued them, and at the same time, he did not forget to take Jiru and the other three with him.

"You all come here!"

Countless blood-red bats swarmed towards them, snatched up Giru and the other three, and carried them away as well.

The Sword Ancestor felt as if countless sharp blades were slashing at the world behind him, as if the sky were collapsing and the earth were splitting. If he was even a step slower, he would be shattered to pieces.

"This Song Gua has become so powerful? Isn't he a Spirit Illusionist, or a Limitless One?!"