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

"Gurgle..."

The head of the Sword Ancestor rolled to Giru's feet.

The four gods looked at each other in bewilderment.

Normally, they are like gods who hibernate for a hundred years at a time, and when they wake up, they are revered and worshipped by people all over the world.

But at this moment, in front of the sharp and eloquent Song Gua, they were like snotty-nosed elementary school students.

The Song divination tells them to follow, so they have to follow.

Song Gua wanted them to watch as the Sword Ancestor was killed by him, so they could only watch.

"It's your turn."

Song Gua calmly and softly uttered these four words, which terrified the four men, including Jiru, so much that they nearly lost their minds.

However, they quickly calmed down.

"Song Gua, you know nothing of the power of the Celestial Race!"

"Don't think you're invincible just because you defeated the Poison Ancestor and the Blade Ancestor. Someone will punish you!"

"How arrogant Jia Xingchen was back then, thinking he could change the fate of the world single-handedly, but in the end, didn't he still end up shattered to pieces and his soul scattered?"

Song Gua scoffed.

"You're talking tough to me like this, do you think that even if I kill you today, it'll be fine because you still have your seed of life?"

Giroud and his three companions pretended to be calm, but were actually panicking inside.

Because that's really what they think.

In Song Gua's eyes, a fierce glint was revealed.

"The Earth is only so big. Is it so hard to find the seeds of your life? If 100,000 bandits can't find them, then 200,000 will do. If 200,000 isn't enough, then a million will! Remember, with me, you only have one life!"

Upon hearing this, Giroud and the other three trembled slightly.

No one is unafraid of death.

Even a god is still human.

It should be said that they are more afraid of death.

The "human elite" selected over thousands of years of history—although it's unknown what kind of agreement they reached with the Celestial Gods, the conditions offered by the Celestial Gods must have been extremely tempting.

All that hard work of hibernation and awakening, and then selling your personality and soul—isn't it all for that final pie?

Before I even got to eat the flatbread, I was hit with a critical strike from the Song Gua.

"Let's fight him!"

The four gods of Giru took out their respective divine treasures and immediately imbued them with divine power.

They started by running.

Song Gua released clones to block the way, threatening to self-destruct if anyone dared to charge.

Aren't you afraid of self-destructing after three turns?

If you're not afraid, then give it a try.

Seeing that they couldn't escape, the four turned back to fight Song Gua.

Even the formidable Sword Ancestor couldn't gain an advantage against Song Gua, let alone the four of them.

The machine transformed into a metal lotus flower, which suddenly bloomed and released thousands of silver needles.

"Buddha's Wrath, Silver Lotus!"

Countless silver needles, like a net of death, sealed off the heavens and the earth. Gil and his companions had nowhere to escape and were riddled with holes.

"No……"

They were killed so easily that the four of them couldn't believe it until their deaths.

They're amazing at spinning!

In over a thousand years of global history, there have only been a little over eighty miraculous transformations!

Is it really that worthless?

After all the silver needles had finished their kills, they automatically flew back into the silver lotus, reformed, and then flew back into Song Gua's hand in the form of a staff.

"Dad's weapon, combined with the technique, is simply perfect, allowing him to fully unleash the power of all his moves."

The four divine spins exploded, leaving a pile of supplies on the ground.

Song Gua was about to pick it up when he suddenly realized something was wrong.

Why didn't the Sword Ancestor drop anything?

Was he carrying nothing in his backpack, or...?

"bass!!"

A blade of light that cleaved through the barrier of space suddenly attacked from Song Gua's side and rear.

Fortunately, Song Gua realized something was wrong at that moment and didn't bend down to lick the bag.

"Eight Extremes Shield of Heaven and Earth! Activate!"

The Thousand Transformations quickly transformed into a shield, and Song Gua's entire body erupted with dazzling white light, which adhered to the shield and blocked the attack.

Song Gua turned his head to look.

The Sword Ancestor is not dead!

It was the black sword that didn't die, not the sword ancestor himself. His body was still separated from his head, but the severed black sword actually reformed itself.

"So, your true form is actually your sword."

This situation did not exist before, even for the Poison Ancestor.

It's probably because the Poison Ancestor is the so-called Lower Ancestor, while the Knife Ancestor is the Upper Ancestor, possessing an additional means of survival compared to the Lower Ancestor.

The black knife spoke in human language.

"I can't believe such a great opportunity failed!"

Song Gua sneered.

"I thought you had the spirit of a swordsman, but it turns out you can only play the dead and ambush. Your level is too low."

The use of a knife earlier was out of respect for the opponent and also to test the strength of the Thousand Transformations.

Now, Song Gua feels that this Sword Ancestor is not worthy to be his opponent.

then.

"Click click click..."

The machine transformed into a huge cannon barrel with a diameter of nearly ten meters.

My lord, times have changed!

Pao Ge's abilities have arrived.

"Nuclear peace pigeon!"

"Bang!!"

With a deafening roar, the Cannon-shaped Thousand Transformations launched a gigantic, grinning, abstract, metallic dove.

This thing isn't anything special, except that it has the power of a nuclear explosion when it explodes.

The black blade flashed swiftly, disappearing into the distance amidst the light.

It's alright, let him run, he won't escape the blast radius.

Suddenly, something unexpected happened.

"Taiqing Sword Formation!"

A familiar voice came from behind.

Song Gua frowned slightly and looked up at the huge light swords that had suddenly appeared above the clouds.

"This is……"

The lightsabers formed a sword array and fell, trapping the nuclear dove inside.

"Boom!!!"

The nuclear peace pigeon exploded.

However, all its power was absorbed by the sword formation, and it perished along with the sword formation.

The Sword Ancestor burst into laughter.

"Hahaha!! Excellent, Wan Jianyi, you've arrived just in time! Come! With our swords combined, we can surely kill this arrogant brat!"

Wan Jianyi descended from the white clouds, transforming into a sword aura.

At that moment, he was wearing a black leather jacket and pants, a white collar around his neck, and sunglasses.

Wan Jianyi glanced at Dao Zu, who was now only left with his sword.

"Don't underestimate him. Song Gua hasn't even used the Dark Artifact yet, and you're already in such a sorry state. If he uses all his tricks, what are the two of us? Retreat."

Without saying a word, Dao Zu made his escape.

The clones around him tried to give chase, but were stopped by the sword energy that Wan Jianyi casually unleashed.

"You've got a sudden change of heart."

"Um."

"How many more personalities of Wan Jianyi do you have?"

100%.

"Oh, you're not wearing a suit."

Wan Jianyi looked down at himself.

"I don't like wearing suits."

"It seems you don't have much personality left. You seem a bit different from the other Divine Transformations."

At this moment, a clone reports.

"Old thief, he's level 100!"

Song Gua was taken aback.

Wan Jianyi jumped directly from level 90 to level 100?

He has already reached the level of an Ancestral God!

"What kind of ancestor are you? Sword Ancestor? I remember there was a Sword Ancestor."

"That's not important."

Wan Jianyi didn't want to say anything more. Various colored longswords flew out from behind him, protecting him, and he flew away like a rainbow.

Song Gua gave chase and discovered that Wan Jianyi was determined to escape, using a variety of skills along the way, even creating illusions of sword energy using the mist.

Although Song Gua could control the fog, he still lost track of it halfway through.

"Forget it, Wan Jianyi has helped us before. Let's figure out the possession mechanism of the Heavenly Fate God Clan first, and see if there's any way to help him too."

Back then, in order to deal with the Dark Compass, Wan Jianyi had to level up to 90 to increase his combat power.

But level 90 means you need to undergo a divine transformation.

Wan Jianyi, unwilling to accept the divine reversal, went to the bandit's headquarters, hoping the bandits would help him get demoted.

Unfortunately, even Brother Xuezi was powerless to help.

Finally, we've come to this point.