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

The construction site of Yunshan Tianzhu is now almost deserted.

People crawled out of the deep pit in the foundation, which resembled a purgatory, and physically destroyed all those who enslaved and oppressed them.

Victory brought no joyful laughter.

Hundreds of millions of people wept, their faces buried in their hands, beside the ruined foundation of Tianzhu City.

Until the Song hexagram returns.

Song Gua's voice wasn't loud, but it was extremely penetrating, reaching everyone's ears.

"The world order has collapsed, and the Celestial Gods will spare no expense to capture laborers for the sake of the Twelve Pillars."

Today, you are free.

But tomorrow, someone will come to arrest you again, as long as you are still alive.

Or, we could cry from dawn till dusk and see if we could cry the gods to death.

"Or, take up arms and, with your own flesh and blood, reclaim your homeland!"

The crying gradually subsided until there was complete silence.

There are 100 million people gathered here!

Among them, some left their hometowns, some were separated from their wives and children, and some developed chronic illnesses from overwork.

At this moment, they have only one thing in common—the proletariat who have lost all means of production and have only their own hands and their lives!

"fighting!!"

Someone shouted out.

Rough hands wielding weapons have become more common on the homeland of Yunshan.

"All bandits, according to their respective professions, will form ten-man squads. Each squad will lead a group of laborers and leave this place in batches and in different directions, heading to Pingluan City to assemble!"

Pingluan City is currently under attack by the combined forces of the Nanshui bandits.

The Song hexagram aims to bring together the immense, vital force of Yunshan with Pingluan.

Tens of thousands of bandits mobilized.

The Federation has already learned of Yunshan's situation.

It is foreseeable that the pursuers will arrive soon, and there will also be people at the Divine Transformation and Ancestral Divine Transformation levels.

Therefore, not many of these unfortunate people will eventually reach Pingluan City.

We have no choice but to gamble with our lives.

But staying here will only make life more miserable.

Just as Song Gua was about to leave, he suddenly heard someone call out to him.

"The Song hexagram..."

It was a woman; her voice sounded somewhat familiar.

Turning around, I saw Lin Ruqing.

The appearance of this senior student, Ruqing, is quite different from when she led them into the Cloud Mountain Illusion.

A face tinged with color, tattered clothes barely covering the body, and messy hair.

As a professional with good physical fitness, she was not put into a stress relief room, but instead did hard labor on the construction site.

"Like Senior Sister Qing... give her a set of clothes, a meal of meat, eggs and milk, and a set of legendary equipment."

Lin Ruqing raised her hand and said.

"It's alright, I just wanted to ask, these gods who persecute us, the Heavenly Mandate Gods? Can you defeat them? Can you drive them all out?"

"I'm not going to drive them out; I'm going to find their hideout and wipe them out! Let them know that those who offend our Earth, no matter how far away, will be punished!"

A smile appeared on Lin Ruqing's haggard face.

"That's good, that's good..."

"People from the three major families..."

"They're basically all dead. Yunshan City is in ruins. The Federation first massacred the city before capturing the survivors to do hard labor. There are a lot of people here, but most of them were actually brought over from other places."

Song Gua recalled the days three years ago when he was working hard in Yunshan City, when he was a competitor, or even an enemy.

Regardless of their past relationship, they are now separated by death.

So many grudges and feuds have vanished like smoke.

Song Gua looked at Lin Ruqing and nodded.

"Alright, the real battle is just beginning!"

After the Song hexagrams were swapped, they went to Pingluan City to help the Nanshui bandit alliance defeat the federal garrison in Pingluan and occupy the city.

"Song Gua is back! Hahaha! Northern Expedition! Northern Expedition! Northern Expedition!"

Song Gua's position was swapped, and he headed to New Donglan, the headquarters of the uprising alliance, which was facing an attack by several divine transformations. Song Gua appeared and killed five of them.

"Song Gua is back! Hahaha! We've finally waited for you to return! Rebels, bandits, what's your next move? Can we launch the final offensive now?!"

Amidst the eager anticipation of global protesters, the Song Dynasty has made a triumphant return!

The return of the Song hexagram does not require a loudspeaker announcement.

He has always been a man of action.

Wherever Song Gua went, the stubborn allied forces, the opportunistic traitors, and the self-righteous gods were all beaten so badly they couldn't even lift their heads.

Rebellion organizations around the world seemed to have received a shot of adrenaline.

The rebels were even more excited when they learned that the Song divination was stronger than it had been a month ago.

On the other hand, those who are still working for the Federation are now filled with anxiety.

"Have you heard? Song Gua is back!"

"Yes, even the Sword Ancestor was almost beheaded by him. He came back and immediately gave us a hard time. Do you think we can win this battle?"

"I wonder what the Twelve Ancestors have been busy with all day long. Now that the Heavenly Pillar is built, will we all really become gods? It all seems a bit unrealistic."

"The people above aren't stupid. They've gone to such great lengths, causing widespread anger and resentment. It must be effective, but we don't know if it will have anything to do with us."

"How about... we just join the bandits? I feel like it's safer to follow Song Gua."

"The first lesson for bandits is to learn how to self-destruct. Do you dare to learn?"

"Oh, this..."

The Song hexagram, like a meteorite, crashed into the chaotic situation on Earth, stirring up countless storms.

The rebel alliance celebrated the New Year in high spirits, while the remnants of the Federation trembled in fear.

After sensing that the Sword Ancestor had almost died, the Twelve Ancestors stopped their pursuit of Zero, gathered together, and began to plan a new move.

Zero was able to reach Xindonglan and meet Song Gua.

"You're finally back."

The Zero I saw this time looked different again, unlike the one I saw in the old bar at the Third Battlefield or in Dianjiang Mountain.

He didn't just change his face; his entire person changed completely.

So he had to carry the Ocean Light on his head to draw fire.

Otherwise, given his transformation ability, unless the Twelve Ancestors have a special ability to identify him, it would be difficult for them to know which one of them is him in the crowd.

Without any pleasantries, Song Gua got straight to the point.

"I know what has happened recently. What the Twelve Ancestors are building is very dangerous and must be stopped. I plan to coordinate global forces, dividing them into twelve routes, to directly destroy the twelve construction bases. What do you think?"

"Coordinating globally? We're facing severe communication difficulties over a large area right now. The Federation has controlled all communication channels, and the Celestials are still recovering from the AI ​​crisis and can't offer us any assistance. How do we resolve these technical issues?"

"That's not the problem, the next problem."

"Well……"

Zero thought for a moment and said, "Destroying the twelve construction bases is not a big problem. The key is that the two of us must restrain the twelve ancestors and prevent them from making a move. Otherwise, it will be difficult to succeed."

Song Gua pondered for a moment, "It is indeed a bit difficult with just the two of us, but Zero, have you forgotten the red-clad illusionist who made the final decision at Dianjiang Mountain?"

"You want to ask him for help in the battle?"

"You should have tracked his movements, right?"