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

The battle between Song Gua and the bandits in Yunyuan City was broadcast live by onlookers.

After this battle, the whole world was certain that the Song Dynasty had truly returned.

The founding emperor of the Chinese empire who turned the tide and saved the crumbling empire a thousand years ago, he really did not die!

With the impending arrival of the Celestial Race, Song Gua's resurrection is undoubtedly great news.

For a time, people all over the world were filled with excitement.

The doomsday clouds were suddenly swept away from the global sky.

Of course, some people are unhappy.

Those were the families that were slaughtered by Song Gua's sword.

They lost a pillar of strength, a top-tier player, a truly devastating loss.

These aristocratic families are jointly condemning Song Gua's bloodthirsty behavior.

They even suggested that this Song divination might be an imposter from the Dark Star forces, designed to divide and lull humanity into complacency, and that this Song divination should not be trusted.

However, those who responded to these aristocratic families were either those who had also been beaten by bandits, or those who had naturally participated in dividing up the Song Dynasty stone statues; ordinary people simply ignored them.

The Chinese government cannot pretend that nothing happened.

Song Gua and the bandits committed murder directly in the downtown area, which had a truly egregious impact.

The Chinese government was forced to issue an arrest warrant.

There's nothing we can do about it.

If blatant murder goes unpunished, official laws become worthless and completely lose their credibility.

Song Gua and the bandits naturally didn't care about this.

After dealing with the enemies at Wang Miao Memorial Square, they left gracefully.

In this era of cyberpunk cultivation, Magnet Brother is like an uninhabited land in the city; no one can stop him.

Before leaving, he also took the Peace Corps' law enforcement robot with him.

Each of those is quite expensive to build.

The key is that its combat power is extremely strong.

"I'm a little tired, why don't you take over the shift?"

After the battle, Song Gua left behind only this sentence before falling into a deep sleep again.

When the clones saw that Song Feng's eyes had become clear, they immediately understood that he had changed personalities again.

"Oh! Old thief and new thief, you're finally back! The old thief has been tormenting us!"

"Yes, yes! We were too young to appreciate the new thief, mistaking the old one for a treasure! He made us learn how to self-destruct, and then used us as bombs!"

"That old scoundrel is utterly despicable! We must condemn him!"

"The old thief and the new one are still better! Do you want to learn some soul-refining techniques so that your personality will always be superior, and that we can't let that villain get out!"

The clones all complained and expressed their loyalty to Song Feng.

Song Feng smiled without saying a word, and only spoke slowly after they finished their rambling.

"Now, I am no different from the founding father. When he is out in the open, I can hear, see, and feel information from the outside world, and vice versa..."

The clones immediately fell silent, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Then, they immediately changed their tune.

"A clone, a clone, it's already quite an achievement that they even showed their face, what more could you want?"

"Exactly! I love self-destructing, it's so cool! I wish I could self-destruct twice a day!"

"Don't blame me for being blunt, but when it comes to decisiveness, you're no match for the old thief, whether you're a new or old villain."

"That's more than that. The old thief is a big shot. You still have to train with both the new and old thieves."

Song Feng smiled wryly; these guys were really putting on far too much of a show.

"Let's not linger here any longer, let's continue collecting stone statues for our ancestor."

Blood Brother, holding a glass of red wine, sat on a large bat and said leisurely.

"Now, according to the list provided by the Wang family, there are no more stone statue fragments left on the human side. If we want to continue collecting them, we have to take action against the alien races."

Song Feng glanced at the Thousand Transformations in his hand, put it away, and then took out the Divine Dragon Spear.

"As long as we work together, no matter what race we are, we will all have only one option: to obediently hand over the statue!"

The bandits, without stopping, took a short rest and then mostly merged into Song Feng's body, leaving the territory of the Huaxia Empire and heading west.

Song Feng chose Europe as his first stop.

This place is now occupied by the demon race, who have established the Kingdom of Eternal Night.

Among the magical beasts raised by the demon race, there is a type called the Demon Cloud Beast.

They were enormous, but had no fixed shape, resembling dark clouds hovering in the sky.

These monsters constantly spew out pitch-black mist, shrouding the entire Eternal Night Kingdom in perpetual darkness.

Europe has been without sunlight for centuries since it was conquered by the demon race.

As Song Feng boarded the plane that Magnet Brother had handcrafted, Magnet Brother frowned and looked behind the plane as soon as they arrived in the territory of the Eternal Night Kingdom.

"Old thief or new thief, someone's catching up."

Song Fengdao.

"Brother Wu, tell us if they're friend or foe."

Fog Bro remained huddled in the cargo hold of the plane, always in the form of a cloud of fog.

Upon hearing this, he opened the warehouse door and released a part of his body.

"Arurururururu..."

The wind was too strong outside, and this part of Brother Wu's body was blown apart.

"This is difficult...wait, what?"

Suddenly, Fog Brother noticed that the sky over the Eternal Night Kingdom was filled with fog!

Although it was pitch black, like smoke.

"I have a bold idea..."

Brother Wu tried it and found that he could indeed control the black fog in the sky.

"Hey! That's so authentic!"

Brother Fog controlled a cloud of black mist and flew it to the back of the plane to see who was tracking them.

The black mist condensed into a pair of eyes, staring at Qian Yuehong, who was clad in high-tech armor.

"It's you again, you old hag."

When Qian Yuehong's armor is in high-speed flight mode, it actually covers her completely, just like Iron Man.

But Wu Ge recognized the design of the Thousand Moon Red Armor, so he recognized it at a glance.

"Tell Song Fengfei to slow down! I need to speak with him!"

The eyes that Brother Fog conjured from the fog kept shaking.

"Hey! I'm not doing that. You woman are probably going to take us, the old and new thieves, to some palace again. We don't want to be controlled by others."

"I'm just one person. Do you think I have the ability to forcibly take Song Feng away from you?!"

"Huh? It really is? Where are your teammates?"

"I made it out on my own! Hurry up, you guys are flying too fast, I can't keep up with full speed for long!"

"Okay, okay."

Brother Wu relayed the message verbatim on the regional network.

Song Feng frowned.

"Qian Yuehong? What is she planning to do?"

"She said she wanted to tell you herself, not me, her little brother! Hey! That's infuriating! I'm a king, for crying out loud, what kind of little brother am I?"

"Okay, Magnet Bro, fly slower, let her come up."

A moment later, Qian Yuehong flew in through the skylight that had split open and then quickly closed again.

"Clatter!"

Upon landing, her armor began to change and shrink, revealing her face.

"Song Feng, are you going to the Demon Clan to retrieve the Song Gua stone statue?"

Song Feng smiled.

"I can't possibly go there for tourism, can I? This scenic spot isn't very good."