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

"Thump!!"

The golden symbol formed by the collective souls of the Celestial God Clan emerged from the seabed.

Song Gua followed closely behind, relentlessly pursuing him, unleashing a barrage of various magical techniques, different professional skills, and dark star powers, like a machine gun.

After the golden symbol shattered the Soul Gathering of the Sovereign Artifact of the Song Gua, it seemed to enter a weakened state, no longer daring to directly withstand some of the attacks from the Song Gua, and began to evade the attacks from the Song Gua through strange changes in its body shape.

This, in turn, gave Song Gua confidence.

Enemies are not indestructible; they are also living beings, and living beings can die, so we can kill them!

Although, this kind of life is somewhat incomprehensible.

You should know that Song Gua has already killed them once.

They are now "alive" again through the spirit form.

However, Song Gua was unaware that the symbols were now somewhat weak, and not only because of the release of holy light.

"Where is Wan Jianyi?!"

"He ran away!"

"No wonder I felt my divine power was insufficient!"

"What?! How did he get away???"

"Soul-Binding Divine Technique!"

"What the hell! I don't even know how to do that!"

"The problem is, not only did he know, he also taught that Wang Miao!"

"I……"

Today, the Twelve Ancestors and the Dark Emperor are particularly empathetic towards each other.

The methods and strategies that Wan Jianyi taught Wang Miao were not limited to using the Soul-Binding Divine Technique alone.

But things have already developed to this point, so this is the last resort.

Once the Soul-Binding Divine Technique succeeds, it will break the divine power aggregation state of the Heavenly Fate God Clan, and Wan Jianyi will separate from the fusion state and come into Wang Miao's body.

In theory, Wang Miao's soul would merge with this symbol.

That is, Wang Miao and Wan Jianyi's souls will be swapped.

However, Wang Miao was just a mortal. Even though he had transcended the mortal realm, his level was too low and his transformation was too minor.

Wang Miao entering the golden symbol was like a sheep falling into a pack of wolves; he was devoured in no time.

At this moment, Wang Miao's broken body is being reborn.

A powerful aura made it impossible to approach from any direction.

Song Gua glanced in that direction.

"Wang Miao? No, that's not right..."

Because he possessed the power of the Dark Emperor, Song Gua saw more things.

He saw... a suit!

He shook his head and took a closer look.

Okay, it's not that there's a suit inside your soul.

Wang Miao actually took out a suit.

And sunglasses.

He put it on slowly and deliberately.

"Wait a minute, the battle just now was too intense, I need to take care of my image."

Song Gua was certain of that familiar domineering CEO tone.

"Wan Jianyi!"

"Heh, little bandit, long time no see."

"It really was you..."

"I should say I've successfully betrayed them. The Celestial God Clan values ​​twelve as saints, and the convergence of twelve divine powers can generate the power of a superior god. That's why you had a hard time fighting them just now. But now that I'm gone, they only have the power of a lower god, and you can easily deal with them."

Song Guayi flashed by, his speed almost indistinguishable from teleportation, and he arrived beside Wan Jianyi.

"That being said, but if you're willing to lend me your power..."

"no problem."

"happy!"

"When I broke free from the fusion, I left a hidden lock within their divine core, sealing off all their high-level divine spells. So, go, little bandit, they don't even have the means to fight to the death; they're no match for you!"

Soon, Song Gua also borrowed Wan Jianyi's power.

Song Gua suddenly felt his strength had greatly increased.

"I'm terrifyingly strong now!"

The thousand transformations manifested as a long sword, which swept across the area, and the Song hexagram flew out with the sword light.

The attack was successful, and so were the attackers.

"ah!!"

With a single sword strike, the golden symbol was cleaved in two.

"Song Gua! Wan Jianyi! Earthling!!!"

The Song hexagram looks down on these two halves of the symbol with a cold gaze.

"Why don't you say ants anymore?"

"You are nothing but ants! You have used all your strength and all your means to fight against nothing but shadows! We are merely shadows! The true Destiny Gods are beings you cannot even imagine!"

"Still being stubborn? You're nothing but a bunch of thieves who steal the essence of life everywhere, beings beyond our comprehension. Aren't you ashamed?"

The divine power of the eleventh patriarch was stirring.

Although the symbols were split in two, their divine power did not dissipate.

These guys are still resisting.

Unfortunately, Wan Jianyi left a "lock" inside, preventing them from using their powerful divine arts.

Moreover, as the battle progressed, the Holy Light's influence on the Soul Gathering of the Sovereign Artifact began to dissipate.

The Song hexagram can once again gather souls and dominate sacred artifacts.

And this time there are seven!

The seven supreme artifacts were finally gathered. After they all gathered their souls, the supreme artifacts no longer became part of his body, but could escape into the void and be used at any time.

Furthermore, Song Gua discovered that he possessed the ability to change reality.

For example, the seawater below meant that the battles were always fought in the air, with nowhere to land.

Song Gua reached out and probed the void in front of him.

He then took out the dark bronze mirror and looked it up at the sea.

The vast sea gradually solidified into a huge, brownish-yellow island.

"The Creator?"

The Dark Emperor, who had been observing all along, spoke coldly.

"You have too much energy in your body, it's too strong."

As a result, when you combine the seven sacred artifacts into one soul, you enter a state of dominating all things.

But I must warn you, kid, that every time you use this power, it comes at the cost of your lifespan. That island you just visited probably exhausted your remaining life force.

That's what they say, but the Dark Emperor also wondered why Song Gua didn't seem to be getting old.

Of course.

Because a cannon fodder clone dropped from Song Gua's body.

That clone was already incredibly old.

Even on his deathbed, he couldn't resist uttering a curse.

"You old scoundrel, am I pretty?"

Looking this old, she's definitely not pretty or beautiful anymore.

When the Dark Emperor saw this scene, and then saw Song Gua smiling at him without a care in the world, his expression seemed to say: So you don't know this move? No wonder I couldn't find it in your power.

"You son of a bitch..."

This overpowered guy, combined with the ruler of all things, what's going to happen?

The golden symbol, which had been split in two, merged back together.

"Song Gua, you..."

Before the symbol could finish speaking, it found itself surrounded by a large expanse of white walls, so smooth they seemed to reflect light, with a texture like ceramic.

"What is it?"

The symbols cast a spell, gaining a higher perspective and seeing the whole picture.

A huge white toilet appeared out of thin air on the island.

A gold symbol is inside the toilet.

Song Gua stood on the pump button.

Bye-bye~

"Splash!!!"

Toilet flush.

An unparalleled suction force enveloped the golden symbol.

They were removed.

Where did they go?

There are many more.

Behind them were septic tanks, meat grinders, hydraulic presses, and the inside of a computer graphics card running at full movie-quality settings...

Needless to say, these things are not the size we usually see.

The Song hexagram not only creates things out of thin air, but it can also change the properties of these objects and even endow them with extraordinary power.

Is it perverted?

That's perverted.

That's because the cost is also very high.

During the execution of the eleventh patriarch's soul, Song Gua's clones fell from his body like a waterfall.