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

Inside the royal palace hall, all the high-ranking officials of the Dwarf Kingdom were present.

However, unlike humans who are solemn about important occasions, dwarves are quite casual in front of the king.

They were even standing scattered.

As soon as Song Feng walked in, they looked up at the enormous human with curiosity, and chatted amongst themselves as if no one else was around.

"Is he the destined one? He doesn't seem like it."

"He doesn't look like Song Gua at all."

"It didn't say that the destined person had to look exactly like Song Gua, did it?"

"Oh, I don't think he's as handsome as me. Why am I not destined for this?"

Although the emperor on the throne was an old emperor from a different race, Song Feng still maintained basic courtesy and bowed slightly to him.

"My name is Song Feng, greetings to Your Majesty."

The old king seemed very satisfied with Song Feng and said with a smile.

"Song Feng, I must say thank you for your trust in us, that you are standing here."

Song Fengdao.

"Actually, I do have some doubts, but given the current situation in China, I'm not capable of handling it at my current level. It would be better to go overseas and find a quiet place to cultivate myself."

"Very good, you have placed your trust in us. We dwarves are people of our word. We promised to deliver what we were supposed to deliver, and we will do so."

After speaking, the old king waved his hand, signaling the officials and ministers present to step down.

A dwarf with a golden beard put one hand on his shoulder and bowed as he spoke.

"Your Majesty, although Song Feng's cultivation level is not as high as yours, he has the ability to create clones and should not be underestimated. If we all leave, who will protect you?"

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It's normal for a subject of the king to have such considerations.

The old king, however, said...

"As I said, he trusts us and traveled a long way to come, so we should trust him too. Step down."

Although the old king was old and frail, when he became serious, the majesty he once possessed was still evident.

The ministers dared not say another word and left the hall one after another.

General Hammer Nashabi patted his chest as he walked.

"Don't worry, everyone. Mr. Song Feng has fought alongside me all this way; we're brothers who've risked our lives for each other. He's absolutely trustworthy!"

The others were chattering.

"That's what they say, but as the saying goes, you can't see into someone's heart."

"Old Charlie, you're just too cautious. Come on, let's go have a drink."

"I think it's better for me to stay at the door, so I can react in time if anything unexpected happens."

Some dwarfs didn't leave; they stayed at the doorway.

But the old king ordered the gates to be closed.

This door is extremely heavy and requires multiple pulleys and gears to open and close.

Therefore, the sound insulation effect is excellent.

The old king sat up from his reclining position, and it seemed as if the slightest movement had exhausted most of his strength.

"Song Feng, do you know where you came from?"

Song Feng's heart sank.

He could almost guess what the old king was going to say.

It seems this trip was absolutely the right decision!

But on the surface, he responded calmly.

"I come from Baiyun City."

"Haha, that's not what I'm asking you. I want to tell you... exactly what you are."

It is "what", not "what person", not "who", and of course, not "what thing".

Song Feng was able to glean some details from the old king's words.

"Please speak."

"I should be able to hold on for quite a while longer. Let's start from the beginning, from a thousand years ago, after Song Gua sealed the dimensional rift."

The old king pulled out a crystal ball from behind his back and rubbed it with one hand.

The crystal ball projected a blurry black and white image upwards.

Although blurry, it is still basically visible.

The scene begins with a face that is extremely familiar to the clones.

All the clones: "Old thief?!"

……

A thousand years ago.

The dimensional rift closed, but the instantaneous gravitational void created after the two dimensions were disconnected was extremely powerful.

Faced with the terrifying gravitational pull of spacetime, Song Gua was unable to escape and was gradually sucked in.

"I will absolutely not die! You motherfucker..."

The clones had all perished while filling the cracks.

With no way to draw upon the power of the Song hexagram, this moment could be said to be the weakest point in his life.

But they encountered such a terrifying gravitational black hole.

Song Gua was at his wit's end, but he refused to accept his fate and struggled desperately, even resorting to cursing.

Unfortunately, none of them worked.

When Song Gua was too deep into the gravitational black hole to be seen by outsiders, a blue halo suddenly appeared.

"Zero?! Holy crap! We're saved! We're saved!"

Song Gua plunged headfirst into it.

"Whoosh..."

Song Gua felt himself land, but it was as if he had fallen into water, splashing up a lot of water.

But he didn't sink; instead, he floated on top.

Strangely, his gaze was swirling, as if he were rotating 360 degrees.

All around, besides the endless water, there was dazzling white light above and in the distance.

"Where am I? Have I time-traveled again? Oh wait, last time wasn't exactly time-travel."

Just as Song Gua was still tumbling around, he heard the sound of feet stepping in the water.

Someone is coming.

The person picked him up, held him in their hands, and looked him in the eye.

It's number zero.

"No, what I'm doing is..."

Song Gua rolled his eyes and confirmed something.

"I'm only left with one head again?!"

Zero gave a wry smile.

"Exactly."

"Then how come I'm not dead yet?"

"The light of the sky is protecting you."

"Oh... so this Guardian Source Principle is a conceptual-level ability!"

"However, the light of the sky can only protect you for a while. In this state, you are not feeding back enough to the light source, and you will gradually exhaust the light energy, causing the light source to lose its harmony with you and eventually break away."

"What do I do now? Am I doomed?"

"Forgot? You still haven't obtained a ray of light."

Song Gua's eyes lit up.

"Ocean Light! Yes, you still have a light here! Ocean Light can save me, right?"

"Yes, because the source of the ocean's light is—life!"

Song Gua nodded his eyes.

"Very logical."

The ocean is the place where life is nurtured.

The source of the ocean's light is life, and that is only natural.

Zero placed Song Gua in the water, then sat down himself, took out a bottle of beer, and started drinking.

"What the proxy means is to leave the Ocean Light with me, and I will give it to you when you need it, so that you don't lose the Ocean Light in the most dangerous battle, and then the last line of defense to protect your life will be gone."

Song Gua deeply agreed.

"Ye Wenjie is indeed a scholar; she's very thoughtful. Now that everything is over, why don't you give me the Ocean Light?"

"Actually, you are already in the ocean light; this water, this light, are all of them."

"No wonder I'm still alive even though I only have a head left."

"However, Song Gua, you cannot be resurrected yet. We still have some things to do. If you don't do them, I will not give you the Light of the Ocean."

Zero stared intently at his beer bottle, his gaze unwavering.