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

These words shocked the entire audience, no, the entire internet!

This statement is equivalent to acknowledging two things.

First, the man with the Song Dynasty-style cover is Song Gua!

Secondly, the Song Gua stone statue is actually the physical body left behind by the Song Gua!

"This, this, this... This is too much information, I need to process this."

"Song Gua is really not dead?"

"Holy crap... if what this guy said is true, those forces that stole the Song Gua stone statue should be wetting their pants by now, right? The bandits' motto is 'Kill one of them, and their whole family will be wiped out!'"

In the metaverse, various virtual people watching the live stream, always eager for drama, gathered in small groups, discussing and preparing to see this powerful family suffer misfortune.

Meanwhile, at Wang Miao Memorial Square, the more than twenty families who came today to denounce the Wang family and demand compensation are now facing certain death.

They looked at each other, their mouths dry, and they could see the fear in each other's eyes.

But some people still don't believe in superstition.

"Song Feng! Stop spreading these alarmist rumors! You're Song Gua? Then I'm the Jade Emperor!"

Song Gua scoffed.

"Who am I? Do I need your approval? Take action!"

The bandits charged down.

Those below the level of a hegemon, facing a larger number of bandits aided by the Wang family, would inevitably suffer a crushing defeat and be utterly unable to resist.

The experts at the King Realm thought the bandits wouldn't dare to provoke them.

But the bandits, reckless as ever, charged forward.

With a single counterattack from the King Realm expert, the bandits suffered casualties.

Even so, the bandits still charged recklessly.

"Something's not right! These bandits are different from before!"

"Yes, the bandits used to coerce with force, but they wouldn't actually fight. If they encountered resistance, they would use stronger external support, like the Pang family did, to deter them, and try to avoid fighting as much as possible!"

"I have a bad feeling. These bandits are like completely different people, a bit... a bit like bandits from a thousand years ago!"

Suddenly, a deafening roar and a mushroom cloud rising into the sky stunned the entire scene and even the whole city.

"Art is Patrick Star!!!"

Lucky Guy has revealed himself!

Where does his ability to self-destruct come from?

Who says there are no self-destruction techniques in this era?

However, its power is much weaker than that of a professional's self-destruction, but it still possesses power that surpasses their own combat strength.

Previously, some bandits suggested replicating the old method, with everyone learning the self-destruction technique to deliver a fatal blow to the enemy at crucial moments.

But Song Feng objected.

He still insisted on his own opinion, hoping that his clones would cherish their lives.

However, as the stone statue absorbed more and more, Song Gua's consciousness became more and more stable.

When Song Gua was in charge, he decisively had all his clones learn the self-destruction technique.

Don't ask, because you're the number one cannon fodder.

With the selfless help of his brothers, Lucky Guy was delivered to an elder of the Ouyang family.

The elder was dismissive and was about to kill Lucky Guy with a single blow when Lucky Guy exploded!

The elder reacted quickly and used a protective magic technique, but half of his body was still blown apart!

He staggered and fell into a pool of blood, his mouth gaping open, his flesh torn apart, staring incredulously at the cold, ruthless face of the man in the sky.

"Yes, it's him, Ken, it must be him..."

After the lucky guy exposed himself, he was surprised to find that he was not dead.

He actually retained his Dao Body abilities, allowing him to continue living after self-destruction!

"Could my physical abilities have also improved? Like, being able to self-destruct three to five times a day? Let me try again..."

The internet addict was held down by the lucky guy.

"Are you stupid! Trying this? What if it doesn't work? Go to the back!"

"Alright."

After Lucky Guy's explosion, the whole city fell silent, except for the automatic sounding of the city's air raid sirens.

The aristocratic alliance that was attacking the royal family also realized this.

Now, standing before them is...

Originating from the obscure city of Yunshan, they could fight against powerful families to uphold justice, punish petty evils and promote good, robbing the rich to help the poor and singing triumphant songs all the way. The authorities wanted to suppress them but couldn't win their propaganda war, and the people wanted to wipe them out but couldn't overcome their military strength. Their combat power increased rapidly, and they roamed from the blue planet to the battlefield of the ten races. Their concert crowning them king shocked the world, and their self-sacrifice to mend the sky will be remembered for generations...

Bandits!

If that's the case, why bother fighting?

Run!

"Bandits! The bandits are back! Elder, run!"

"We can't beat them, we can't beat them! What the hell do we have to fight a bunch of saviors? What have we done to deserve this?!"

"The key is 'what can'..."

Lucky Guy's self-destruction shattered the confidence of thousands of people on the other side.

Those madmen who were always ready to self-destruct in history books are now right in front of me; you can imagine how terrifying that is.

In fact, ever since Song Feng led his bandits to become active, many people still find it hard to believe that these "bandits" are really bandits.

The differences in the styles of Song Feng and Song Gua, in particular, have led many people to harbor a certain illusion.

They're just like that, not real.

But now, that illusion has been shattered.

They are real, so real it couldn't be more real!

They disregard all rules and kill without hesitation.

If you can't win, just self-destruct; you can do it whenever you want.

How much more real do you want it to be?

Members of families below the rank of king are the fastest runners.

Those above the rank of King still wanted to save face, so they killed some bandits before retreating while fighting.

However, Song Gua has already set his sights on them, and none of them are destined to leave.

"The Way Ends!"

Song Gua spread his large hands and aimed them at the fleeing members of various families.

An invisible force of Daoist magic circulated around them, and the cultivation levels, martial arts, spiritual techniques, and Daoist magic of these people all converged on Song Gua.

Given Song Gua's current level of cultivation, as long as the opponent is not at the King level, his Dao-binding technique can be effective on them.

Not only these people, but also the Wang family.

In addition, there were tens of thousands of bandits on the scene.

The sheer amount of power combined made Song Gua feel as if his realm had suddenly surpassed that of a king.

But what lies above the king?

He seemed to have encountered a hazy mist, blocking his path to further growth.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

It's more than enough to deal with the people on the scene.

The Song hexagram moved; once he made a move, it was no different from teleportation.

"What?! So fast!"

The one who exclaimed in surprise was an elder of the Li family.

He has already reached the seventh rank of King.

But he still couldn't see Song Gua's movements clearly; he only felt a chill on his neck, and the surrounding scenery began to churn.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be its own head rolling on the ground.

I am dead.

Song Gua unleashed a bloodbath, his Thousand Transformations sword constantly changing form with each killing move he used, slaughtering the clan members present in the simplest and most effective way.

At Wang Miao Memorial Square, near the broken statue of Wang Miao.

Those who pressured the Wang family and tried to dismantle it suffered bloodshed and piled up corpses!

Seeing this scene, Wang Qingxuan couldn't help but kneel down in front of the broken statue of her ancestor.

"Ancestor, it's him who's returned, the real him!"