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

Once Song Gua made his move, the demon race suffered a crushing defeat.

With the ever-growing Ghost Brother leading a massive army, the Demon Race lost even its advantage of having a large number of monsters.

Then there are those reckless guys like Lucky Guy, who'll blow up a mushroom cloud at the drop of a hat, scaring you half to death even if you don't die.

The demon race's swift defeat was astonishing.

On that rudimentary hand-made airplane, Qian Yuehong watched this scene with her mouth agape.

Her armor had just been activated, but looking at the one-sided battlefield, it was clear that she was no longer needed.

"These... these bandits are so strong, they, they..."

Qian Yuehong wanted to say, with such a force at our disposal, does it matter who the ruler of this world is? Who the king is?

If the Song Gua disagrees, even if the nine major races break their hands, it won't make a difference.

At that moment, Qian Yuehong realized something.

The moment Song Gua is resurrected, the order of this world will be determined by him, and only by him.

In an instant, she realized something.

However, a lingering doubt remains.

"No matter what, with the Celestial Race facing a formidable enemy, can't we put aside all these problems?"

Chen Gou gazed at the battlefield below from inside the plane.

"That's what you call 'courtesy before force'! When they were in power under the Song dynasty, they asked you to hand over the stone statue, but you refused. Now that they've taken over, you're crying and begging that you can't win. Too late, too late!"

Pro shook his head as he watched the carnage below.

"Sigh... Didn't we come here for a common goal? Why can't we unite for even a moment?"

Chen Gou said with a smile.

"The Dark Star people are too naive. They are constantly fighting among themselves, yet they want people of different races to unite and fight against the Celestial Gods? How is that possible?"

"Then why did we cross galaxies and sacrifice the very life force of our home planet?"

"So that you'll sacrifice your very life essence."

"What?"

"I don't quite understand, but think about it, isn't the Celestial God Clan all about the Essence of Life? All your races have sacrificed their Essence of Life, so the Celestial God Clan can no longer gather all of it. So, will they change their strategic focus, or will they continue to collect the Essence of Life and live as long as they can?"

"This... they should still be collecting, after all, their goal is to reach the end of the universe, and they need to live to the last moment, which requires all the life essence."

"Now that so many are missing, what are they going to do?"

"I have no idea."

"This is the crux of the matter. I think if someone can figure this out, they should be able to understand the Dark Star people's true purpose."

"Their real purpose... have we all been tricked by the Dark Star people?"

"Hahaha, Master, you didn't just realize this today, did you? Those who are not of our kind are bound to have different hearts. You really thought the Dark Star people were good people and allies? How naive!"

Pro seemed to be deep in thought.

He hadn't expected that Chen Gou would have such profound thoughts.

Hammer that idiot has already gone down to fight.

This guy is a battle maniac; he's always there when there's a fight.

On the battlefield of the Demon King's castle, Shijo's song echoed.

In his peak state, Song Gua slaughtered the demon race's experts, leaving them routed and defeated.

No demon king could withstand a single blow from Song Gua.

Only the one known as the Demon Emperor Caesar could withstand a few moves from Song Gua.

But if it weren't for the fact that he used other demons as shields so conveniently, Song Gua would have killed him long ago.

However, even so, as the battle continued, the bandits' morale grew stronger and stronger thanks to Ghost Brother's skillful maneuvering and the influence of the four songs.

The complete defeat of the demon race is a foregone conclusion.

Caesar finally had nowhere to escape and was driven to the brink of despair by Song Gua.

Broken castle ruins, sunken ground, cracked earth, and the scattered remains of demons and monsters.

Caesar sat there, with broken fleshy wings behind him and a bloody hole on his head where his horns had been uprooted.

He couldn't beat Song Gua.

They are no match at all.

He couldn't understand it, even though the cultivation environment on Earth had changed.

How could someone who was resurrected a thousand years ago be so ridiculously strong?

He admitted that he had underestimated his opponent.

But so what?

Caesar knew he wouldn't lose.

"Hahaha... Song Gua, Song Feng? I don't care who you are, I just know what your purpose is in coming here."

Song Gua did not kill him, naturally because he did not yet know where the stone statues that the demon race had seized were.

They stole more than one piece. If they don't find out the details, and even if they kill all the demons, it will take a lot of effort to find them all.

"Speak, and I'll let you die a quick death."

Caesar said nonchalantly.

"Hey, you bastard, don't you care at all why we came to Earth? We're here to participate in the final battle! You're just planning to kill us all like this? Yes, I admit, we don't get along well with humans on Earth, but when the great enemy arrives, we can only be allies."

Song Gua glanced at him disdainfully, looking at him with his lower eyelids.

"With me here, what use would a hundred thousand more of you good-for-nothings be?"

Caesar suddenly felt a dryness in his mouth.

"No, you..."

I have to say, you're such a show-off.

Upon closer inspection, it doesn't seem to make any mistakes.

This Song hexagram isn't strong on its own.

There's a group of bandits behind him!

Legend has it that these bandits are all his clones, and their number is unpredictable.

It seems like he really is all you need.

You say he's a personal hero, but he accomplished everything through countless clones; you say he relied on the power of the collective, but he was actually just one person.

What a contradictory guy.

"You want the statue, but do you think I'd hand it over to you after you slaughtered so many of my people?"

"Stop talking nonsense and hand it over. I have plenty of ways to make you hand it over; I'm just too lazy to use them on you."

"Heh, how arrogant! Fine, I'll tell you then! Ah!!!"

Caesar suddenly became excited.

With a powerful flap of his tattered wings, he soared into the air, hovering in mid-air, surrounded by billowing demonic mist, exuding an imposing aura. Cracks appeared on his body, glowing with a red light.

The bandits took a look.

Does he look familiar?

"Is he preparing to self-destruct?"

Caesar shouted.

"Excellent! I'm going to completely detonate this body! Leave not a trace!"

Song Gua looked at him with great interest.

"Trust me, you can't blow me up."

"I can't kill you with this! But I can shatter the stone statues into pieces! Hahaha! That's right! I swallowed the stone statues into my stomach! As long as I self-destruct, all your stone statues will be annihilated!!! Song Gua, you wanted to be completely resurrected? Now you've got no chance! Hahaha! Despair!!!"