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

Lucky Guy, Internet Addict Guy, Host Guy, Mom-Obsessed Guy, Clever Guy, Argumentative Nine of Bamboo, Ultimate Weapon Nine of Wan...

With the leaders and top figures of the bandits dying out, now, the only clones capable of shielding Song Gua from fatal damage remain...

zero!

Song Gua, locked onto by this attack from the depths of the distant starry sky, watched helplessly as his clone went from a bustling gathering of tens of thousands of people to an empty space.

Behind him, the mist dissipated, and the Earth returned to its azure blue.

"Earth!!!"

Song Gua roared in fury!

Just as Song Gua began to feel pain—he hadn't felt pain for a long time.

A guy who never expected to step forward actually did.

"I'm here to help you!!"

Dark Emperor!

With a wave of his hand, the seven dark artifacts on Song Gua's body flew to the Dark Emperor and instantly completed the soul gathering.

"Kid, let me teach you how to wield a sacred artifact!"

The Dark Emperor, possessing seven sacred artifacts, was like a star missile, knocking Song Gua headfirst from beneath the beam of light.

The Dark Emperor replaced Song Gua and took the hits under the beam of light.

"Dark Emperor? What are you doing...?"

"Kid! I'm not saving you, I'm saving the Earth!"

"That's even more outrageous."

"If Earth is gone, all our hard work here over the years will have been for nothing, right? Anyway, I'm just a remnant soul. And in another 100,000 years, I can still possess a set of supreme artifacts. Let's go all in!"

The image of the Dark Emperor, who had been playing all-in, suddenly became much more impressive in Song Gua's mind.

The seven supreme artifacts activated, forming seven enormous spatial vortexes that blocked the beam of light above the atmosphere.

Song Gua was in a bit of an awkward situation.

You should know that just now, he also had seven sacred artifacts, but he didn't know how to use them.

All I can say is that you can borrow strength, but you can't borrow experience.

After the previous consumption by Song Gua, the diameter of this beam of light has shrunk by a quarter compared to the beginning.

Now, the attrition of the beam's power has reached the Dark Emperor.

The Dark Emperor not only consumed the energy of the beam, but he also prevented it from advancing any further, causing it to freeze in the air above the Earth.

Sure enough, experience is the best teacher.

This scene was broadcast live from Miss Butterfly's warship, leaving everyone on Earth stunned.

"Didn't that former district head of the China region, Du Minghui, claim to be the Dark Emperor?"

"Is the Dark Emperor fighting for us?"

"This world is too crazy."

"Did the Dark Emperor get the wrong script?"

"How about... we give Dark Emperor a boost?"

"Well, it's not impossible."

Just now, because of the appearance of this beam of light, humanity's hope for survival has been shattered once again.

The Dark Emperor's intervention restored some confidence to many people.

Unfortunately, this confidence did not last long.

"puff!!"

The Dark Emperor coughed up blood.

"Song Gua! Earthlings! Now it's up to your fate! Ah!!!"

The Dark Emperor detonated the seven supreme artifacts!

Seven explosions of immense power, so powerful they distorted spacetime.

The Dark Emperor reduced the diameter of the beam to half of its original size.

However, it is still too big for Earth.

As the Dark Emperor vanished along with the self-destruction of the Sovereign Artifact, so too did the Dark Emperor disappear into nothingness.

This beam of light will now be directed at Earth.

Song Gua was extremely anxious, but didn't know what to do.

At this moment, time seemed to slow down.

The Song hexagram allows one to think deeply in an instant, but that instant will eventually pass.

Ye Wenjie reappeared.

"Song Gua, you haven't yet grasped the meaning of the source of the Earth's light, the principle of 'infinity.' Think about it, you must remember it..."

This one sentence seems to have used up all the energy Ye Wenjie had to appear.

Her figure quickly faded and disappeared from Song Gua's sight.

Their arrival and departure were so swift that Song Gua felt as if it were an illusion.

"The meaning of infinity? Can I figure it out just by thinking about it? Think...think..."

A moment of life or death for the world.

Song Gua closed his eyes.

He poured all his energy into his spirit.

He looked inward and examined his life.

I was born at the age of zero, a newborn baby, and I have long since lost all memories of my infancy as an adult.

I was one year old when I was learning to walk, something I learned from my parents.

At two years old, she was babbling and could still see videos her parents had taken back then.

I was three years old when I started kindergarten. I still have vague memories of that time. There were many children there, and I had a lot of fun.

At six years old, I started elementary school. I carried my own schoolbag and sat upright in the classroom. I felt that the teacher was a bit strict, unlike the kind female teacher in my kindergarten.

At twelve, I started junior high school, my face brimming with youthful energy. I heard people say that the high school entrance exam was very important, but I didn't care at all because I was attending a boarding school and my parents weren't around. I wanted to have fun.

At fifteen, I failed the high school entrance exam and ended up in a third-rate high school. My parents said that if I didn't do well on the college entrance exam, my life would be over, but I didn't believe them.

At eighteen, I did better on the college entrance exam than I expected in the middle school entrance exam, and got into a well-known local junior college.

At twenty-two, I finally graduated. Looking back on my four years of university, I was busy every day, but I didn't know what I was busy with. It seemed like none of it was meaningful.

I'm 23 years old and looking for a job.

I'm 24 years old and looking for a job.

At 25, who says graduation means unemployment? I casually found a job with a monthly salary of 3,000!

I'm 26 years old. I'm exhausted from work, and I don't have enough money. I'm too embarrassed to ask my family for more.

Still twenty-six years old, damn it! I've awakened supernatural powers! I create a clone every day!

Twenty-seven years old. This man is called Xiao Gua, and this blond guy is called Xiao Hao. This is a supernatural world where everyone can change jobs. Yes, I changed jobs, and a legendary story begins...

"Wait a minute... I've been underground in Antarctica for a thousand years!"

About my past.

Some things must have happened between the ages of twenty-six and twenty-seven.

Based on information obtained from Zero, Ye Wenjie, Zhou Tak, Zhang Beihai, and others, Song Gua can confirm that he has been sleeping underground in Antarctica for over a thousand years.

And in the form of an infant.

In other words, before he "time-traveled," after gaining the ability to create clones, he did not directly travel to this era.

What exactly happened in between?

This memory is very important!

It concerns our very survival!

"I remember! I remember! I remember!"

Song Gua pounded his head hard.

suddenly.

He discovered a problem.

All twelve Heavenly Kings of the Rebel Army are dead, their clones are dead, and the Dark Emperor is dead.

He cultivated his own Dao, and no one lent him any power, so why is he still able to stay in space?

Where did this protective shield around me come from?

Where does this surging power within my body come from?

I looked down.

Countless points of light are converging on him from all over the world.

Before long, the Song Gua was completely engulfed by these points of light.

He stretched out his hand, and points of light danced around his body, continuously merging into his body.

"I remember now... these are the points of light I cultivated!"

In that instant, Song Gua's memories, which had been confused and lost due to rebirth and the River of Oblivion, all returned!

Let's start from the beginning, from the perspective of the Song hexagram.