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

"Click..."

After the earth cracks, the sky collapses.

In the near-Earth space beyond the atmosphere, a crack longer than the entire Earth is gradually becoming visible.

This is not a spatial rift.

This is a dimensional rift!

The other side of the crack is not to be looked at directly. Even if you look at it, your brain cannot process what you see, so all you can see is nothingness.

Nothingness is not complete darkness.

Nothingness is the "image" that the closed eye "sees" when one eye is open and the other is closed.

"The gate to a higher dimension is about to open!"

Sha Zu opened his arms wide, extremely excited.

Huan Zu pouted her cherry lips, looking very unhappy.

"Ugh, I really don't want to die, this is so annoying."

She said she was unwilling, but it seemed she had no right to refuse, and she still followed the actions of the Twelve Ancestors.

Song Gua looked up at the dimensional cracks in the universe, then looked down at the Twelve Ancestors.

It is clear that they caused the global earthquakes.

They hid in the Hexagonal Palace for over a month, and the dark cloud they created unleashed a power that nearly shattered the Earth.

Fortunately, the twelve of them couldn't accomplish such a large task; their only option was to destroy the American continent.

Taking advantage of this massive disaster, they killed many lives in a very short time.

Death generates the power of sacrifice. The six-pointed stars that the bandits saw in the Americas were the creation array based on half of the earth, with billions of humans and countless other living beings as its energy source.

Song Gua does not understand why death generates energy.

However, just like how the Dark Star's spirit obtains the host's soul power only if the host is willing to do so to a certain extent, both are mystical forces that do not conform to the logic of reality.

"The Song hexagram..."

Suddenly, a familiar female voice rang in my ears.

Song Gua turned his head and saw a translucent leaf-like shape, emitting a faint light, floating in the air above the sea.

"Agent?"

"Now, a crack has appeared between the two dimensions, but as long as energy is injected into the crack, the crack will naturally disappear."

Ye Wenjie appears and disappears like a ghost.

After saying this, his figure faded again and quickly disappeared.

It's not hard to tell from what she and Qin Zheng said in the past.

She can no longer manifest enough energy.

Therefore, she will not appear unless absolutely necessary, lest she be unable to show herself again.

At this critical moment, even if showing herself might deplete all her energy, she had to come and tell Song Gua what to do.

"Wouldn't attacking into the crack work?"

There was no response.

Song Gua, having no other option but to try anything, pulled out his communication headset.

"Captain Yue, lead the Heavenly Army into space and unleash full firepower at the rift in the universe! Miss Butterfly, request firepower authorization from the celestial beings for the interstellar warships and launch a full-scale attack on the rift!"

Before Song Gua could finish speaking, Dao Zu slashed down with his sword.

Song Gua shifted his body slightly, barely dodging the attack.

"Song Gua! Do you think we'll give you another chance to sabotage our plans this time?!"

The swordsman's strike confirmed to Song Gua that doing it this way was not a problem.

The twelve patriarchs had clearly defined roles.

Six stayed behind to deal with the Song hexagram, while six rushed into the universe.

"Stay here!!"

With a twist of his hand, Song Gua transformed the Thousand Machines into six hooks, which flew toward the six who were about to leave.

"Stegosaurus!"

The sword in the sword ancestor's hand shone with a fierce light, and a giant metal dragon composed of thousands of sword shadows swept across the sea, heading straight for Song Gua.

With a wave of his hand, Song Gua threw Magnet Brother out.

"Magneto! Take this thing away from me!"

Magnet Brother unleashed his full power, maximizing the superpowers of the Pseudo-Spiritual Path, and began to seize the Stegosaurus.

Stegosaurus is also a sword, and swords are also metal, which is exactly what Magnet Bro wanted.

The Thousand Transformations hooked the ankles of the six ancestors who were about to fly away. Upon seeing this, the Sword Ancestor's body blazed with red light and he slashed down with his sword.

"when!!"

With a loud crash, the Sword Ancestor's sword struck a man with a bronze head and an iron brain.

"Hmph, you little brat, take this!"

With his hair bristling and damage reduction maxed out, the Monkey King unleashed a barrage of magical spells, including the Pseudo-Spiritual Illusion Path, unleashing a multitude of demonic and monster magic.

The Sixth Patriarch used various methods to break free from the constraints of the myriad transformations.

Song Gua throws out Fog Brother, releasing fog and hypnosis.

When the Phantom Ancestor blew the bubble, Mist Bro's power was negated.

"Take this!!"

Fire Brother burst out, unleashing a powerful Fiery Fist at Illusion Ancestor.

Killing Ancestor covered Illusion Ancestor's retreat and repelled Fire Brother. Just as they were about to continue the pursuit, a rock song suddenly started playing.

"You! You! You! Do you want to dance?! You! You! You! Do you want to dance?!"

As soon as the four voices rang out, everyone's buffs were maxed out, and the Ten Heavenly Kings led tens of thousands of bandits to confront the Twelve Ancestors head-on!

The sword energy of ten thousand swords swept across all directions, roaring towards the sky.

"You all leave at full speed to stop the Heavenly Army! We'll handle the bandits!"

Song Gua frantically unleashed his clones, and in the blink of an eye, another twenty to thirty thousand bandits were released.

Even the Bandit King did not have the fighting power to defeat the Twelve Ancestors.

Song Gua piled up a sea of ​​people, created clones, and used the various strange and wonderful professional abilities of the clones to either restrain, harass, or self-destruct, making it impossible for the Twelve Ancestors to escape.

"God's face!"

Once all twelve patriarchs entered the third stage, the bandits could no longer hold them off.

Six of them soared into the sky and disappeared into the horizon.

The remaining six, wearing strange symbolic masks and various armors, fought fiercely with the bandits, exuding murderous intent.

Ancestor of the Blade, Ancestor of the Sword, Ancestor of Illusion, Ancestor of Light, Ancestor of Slaughter, and Ten Thousand Swords.

These six people, except for Wan Jianyi, are all high-level ancestors. Even with Song Gua at full power, they cannot defeat all six of them.

"I'll slash! I'll slash! Shit, these damn bastards are flying too fast, I can't even hit them, damn it!"

"Wow! High-level game! High-level game! This is so damn high-level!"

"Brothers! I'm going to die! In my next life, I'll still be a bandit! But could you let me be a leader?"

"Damn it, even at a time like this, you're still thinking about becoming an official? I'm different, I want to be the Heavenly King!"

"I said, Shijo, could you sing a song just for me? This is my only wish before I die."

"Blood Brother, hit me again!"

"Brother Huo! I'll team up with you again in my next life!"

"Damn, you're so brave!"

The clone is dying.

The combat intensity at the Ancestral level is too high.

The clones below the Heavenly Kings couldn't even see the Twelve Ancestors. Apart from seizing opportunities to self-destruct a few times or taking a hit for the Heavenly Kings or Song Gua, they couldn't play any other role.

Song Gua held a dark balance scale in one hand and a dark pocket watch in the other. A dark gold seal hung around his neck, and a dark bronze mirror was tucked into his waist. His entire body was shrouded in black mist.

At this point, we have to pull out all our trump cards.

However, whether it's the time reversal of the Dark Pocket Watch, the balancing power of the Dark Balance, the sealing ability of the Dark Gold Seal, or even the mirror image pull of the Dark Bronze Mirror...

When these abilities are applied to the Twelve Ancestors, they are ineffective.

The divine treasure carried by the ancestral god in his divine form will block all the dark star power released by Song Gua.

Beneath the divine mask, they seemed immune to these abilities of the Dark Artifacts.

"Damn it..."

Helpless, Song Gua had no choice but to use the Dark Artifact on his own people.

He used the dark bronze mirror to create mirror images of all the bandits in the area.

"The Path of Forgetfulness! You all hold them off for now!"

The mirrored bandits shouted in unison, "Fuck your mother!!"

So, all that talk about last time was just empty promises.

Just as Song Gua felt the battle was getting difficult, a cloud of black mist emitting purple lightning appeared beside him.

"The Sovereign Artifacts can deal with them, but not in your hands. Only I can unleash their full power."