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

Just as Song Feng absorbed the broken stone statue, the ground above began to shake violently.

After a startling explosion, a black, filthy steel drill vehicle with exposed internal circuitry and extremely crude workmanship burst through the ground and hurtled down.

As it landed, the roof of the tank took off with a "bang".

A large head with a full beard, tangled and wearing dirty sunglasses, emerged from the car.

The big-headed man was holding a wooden cup containing a slightly cloudy, pale yellow, foamy liquid, which was probably beer.

"Hahaha! Found you! Song Feng!!! I am the Great General of the Dwarf Clan, Hammer Nashabi. Come with me! Our Great King wishes to speak with you!"

This is not over yet.

Seven blue glowing figures suddenly descended. Qian Yuehong, who was holding a red-tasseled spear, had her face mask illuminated with streams of data.

"Song Feng! I told you I could find you! Come with me now, staying in the outside world won't do you any good!"

A powerful pressure enveloped the entire area.

"Song Feng, I am Wang Qingxuan, a descendant of Wang Miao. You are in great danger. We can protect you!"

Wisps of black mist swirled in the night sky, coalescing into a dark shadow.

"Hehehe... Song Gua, don't think I won't recognize you just because you've changed your face. Stop hiding and come out to die!"

All around, figures were moving about, and more and more people gathered around.

"Song Feng! Give me back my stone statue!"

"Song Feng! The Lu family of Jinghai cordially invites you; please do us the honor of accepting!"

"Song Feng! On behalf of the World Unity Mecha Group, I invite you to join our group. We will provide you with all your cultivation resources, including your clone!"

In the distance, even Chen Gou's voice could be heard.

"Brother Song Feng! Is that you, Brother Song Feng?! Help! Help! They're trying to kill me!"

Song Feng retracted all his clones, took up his spear, and leaped to the ground.

The dwarf general, who had just burrowed underground, angrily threw down his beer mug.

"Damn it! We finally dug this out, and now the roof's gone, we have to climb back up! We should probably fix the steering axle first; the centrifugal angle felt really big when we turned just now..."

Seeing that Song Feng had gone up, Qian Yuehong immediately chased after him.

Fearing that Song Feng might misunderstand her intentions again and run away, Qian Yuehong kept a distance from him and had her teammates read out the palace's message to Song Feng.

Song Feng didn't listen carefully.

He came to the surface of the earth and saw all sorts of strange and wonderful people and horses in all directions, and even in the sky. He was thinking about some things.

"I didn't expect that as soon as we showed up, everyone would come looking for us."

"Originally, all parties were focusing their search on both new and old thieves in Baiyun City. With our disturbance at the Ma's Company, they must have all come looking for us."

"With so many forces using all sorts of methods, it's not surprising that the King of Ideas was able to find us."

"The problem is, how do we get out of here? We can't possibly believe the lies of a few people and go with them, can we?"

"Hehe, it's hard to hide if only one force is chasing us, but it's easy if a bunch of forces are chasing us."

Just as Song Feng appeared on the ground, a bolt of black lightning struck down from the black mist in the sky.

Song Feng had no time to dodge and didn't even notice that the attack had arrived.

However, he was unharmed.

Because all the forces that had gathered around made their move.

"How dare the Dark Guards! Do they think we're all human?!"

"Which of you is planning to go back and pay your respects to your master today?!"

"Song Feng, be careful!"

"Lightning Shield!!"

A variety of spiritual techniques, as well as Daoist arts that only those above the level of a hegemon could master, gathered like raindrops, protecting Song Feng well.

Qian Yuehong didn't make a move, because it wasn't her turn at all.

She chuckled at the black mist in the air.

"Dark Star's idiot spirit general is as brainless as ever. How could you possibly succeed in attacking Song Feng in this situation?"

The black mist rose slightly, as if to distance itself from the humans below and the powerful alien race.

Today, at this moment, is like a dream for the residents of the poor areas of Baiyun City.

Those strange and alien races that you can only see online normally.

Those powerful forces and families that are usually well-known.

Even the mysterious Imperial Garrison Command.

Today, they all appeared before my eyes.

They stood in different places, like a pie chart. At the center of this chart was Song Feng, a nobody from a poor area whose cultivation level was only at the first level of the Innate Realm!

"Gentlemen, you've arrived just in time."

Someone, whose origins are unknown, casually uttered a remark.

Various forces have jumped on the bandwagon.

"Our Luo family has been waiting in Baiyun City for more than two months. If it weren't for your local family members spreading false information to me, we would have found Song Feng long ago."

"You human aristocratic families think that inviting Song Feng back is the same as inviting Song Gua back, and that you can latch onto his coattails? Hahaha! How naive!"

"We came here, more or less, to admire the majesty of our ancestor. What are you foreigners doing here? Don't tell me you also admire our ancestor!"

"Exactly! I hadn't even noticed that there were two treacherous villains here: the Angels and the Demons!"

On the scene, the first layer of conflict began.

Humans and other races.

The pie chart begins to split into left and right.

On one side are human families, corporations, and imperial organizations; on the other side are alien races.

Because of the global ceasefire agreement, races no longer wage war against each other; they are simply wary of one another.

Qian Yuehong laughed and flew into the air.

"Gentlemen! Whatever your purpose in coming here, don't forget, there's a 'wild card' up there!"

Everyone's eyes turned to the sky.

A second layer of contradiction emerges.

Between normal carbon-based life forms and dark astral beings.

The pie chart begins to show a third axis, with only one Dark Star Spirit General on the Z-axis.

The Dark Protoss general cursed under his breath.

Qian Yuehong continued.

"The Imperial Palace has issued a clear instruction, ordering our Zhenjun Command to welcome Song Feng to reside in the Imperial Palace to jointly discuss the matter of the Emperor's resurrection. Gentlemen, let's disperse as soon as possible, lest we be unable to fulfill our obligations."

As she spoke, the stripes on Qian Yuehong and her team members' armor changed from blue to red.

This means that the weapons mounted on the armor are "loaded".

A third layer of contradiction emerges.

The highest official representative of the Chinese Empire, and others.

The center of the pie chart splits into another circle, which represents Qian Yuehong's team.

As Song Feng observed all this, he conceived the relationships between the various forces in his mind, constructing this diagram.

"What a complicated picture."

The group quickly started arguing about which side should pick up Song Feng first.

"On what basis does the Wang clan claim we might all harm Song Feng?! Wang Qingxuan, explain yourself!"

"That's right! We demons are here for revenge! So what! If we confirm he's Song Gua or has even the slightest connection to him, we'll definitely take his life!"

"Hey! You ugly demons, you're actually pretty honest! You even have a strong sense of right and wrong!"

"What are you doing! Aren't you ignoring the royal palace's orders?!"

"The Imperial Palace still doesn't pay me! I have to bring Song Feng back for the chairman today and enshrine him! We, the Luo family, are even willing to change our surname to Song!"

"Song Feng! Give me back my stone statue!!!"