The explosion sent the floor beneath it shaking violently, clearly indicating intense combat unfolding within the New Covenant County Bank building. Zhang Yuanqing carefully sensed the turbulent spiritual energy inside—the storm of lightning, the gusts of wind, the toxic mist, and the chaos—now transforming the bank into a battlefield for spiritual travelers. Beyond the ground floor, other areas also exhibited waves of combat activity and thunderous sounds, with the most active being the top floor—Level 108. There, the Sky Eye, a rule-based artifact, was sealed. It was evident that the evil forces' invasion of the Heavenly Judgment Division was not only aimed at slaughtering official spiritual travelers for vengeance, but also at seizing this rule-based artifact. He turned his gaze toward the window, where a thick layer of purple mist enveloped the entire building, effectively isolating it from both inside and outside. Approaching the window, he reached out and touched the purple vapor. A soft hissing sound followed, and water blisters formed densely on his fingers. Within a few seconds, the blisters disappeared, and his palm returned to its original state. Thanks to his solar-bodied immunity and the "Unyielding Will" pill, the wounds still formed blisters and released toxic vapor—entirely from the Sovereign-stage giant demons. The toxic mist from the Sovereign stage sealed the entire building. "Crack!" He snapped his fingers and arrived at Guan Ya's room. Before him lay a scene of utter chaos: sword marks covered the walls, floor, and bed; Guan Ya's constellation dolls were partially torn and some had turned pale stone-like. Zhang Yuanqing found several spots of blood on the floor. Guan Ya had been attacked inside the room and, after a fierce battle, had sustained injuries and fled. The Sovereign-level combat had taken place on the top floor—Guan Ya and her companions should have been at the saint level. To intervene at that level would have meant certain death; therefore, they should not have been on the top floor. With this thought, Zhang Yuanqing snapped his fingers again and materialized as a streak of light, descending to the ground floor. Before him stretched the office area, battered as if by a gale: desks and chairs collapsed, papers, office supplies, and documents scattered everywhere, and the damaged ceiling hung with several Faint purple mist hung in the air, scattered with blackened streaks from lightning strikes. Bodies of clerical staff lay scattered on the ground—some dead from poisoning, others brutally murdered. Two attractive female clerks were naked, having apparently been humiliated before their deaths. The combatants totaled three: one being a deformed being with a fish's head and tail, covered in scales; another a robust sea nymph clad in ethereal fish-scale armor. Facing them was a young man in a tailored suit, his left shoulder pierced and weary against the wall, his right hand clutching a glaring ball of lightning, his expression fierce, ready to fight to the end. Notably, the blood seeping from his left shoulder was black, clearly indicating poisoning. "Just wait two more minutes, and this young man will succumb to the poison," said the sea nymph and the deformed being. "We don't have time to wait—our moral value has been restored. Kill him now, then clear out the remaining living ones." The sea nymph hesitated, wary of the lightning mage's final counterattack, hoping the poison would take effect. The deformed being, however, was eager not to waste time. In the Free Federation, many established lawful professions have declined. The young man, already feeling hopeless, was first delighted when the stars began to rise. Then, upon seeing Zhang Yuanqing's appearance, he froze—this face seemed familiar... In the next instant, his eyes widened in astonishment and awe. —Since leaving the killing instance, Zhang Yuanqing had not changed his appearance at all; he had returned to his original form. "Another ruse?" The deformed one scoffed, as he saw the enemy in their natural state. A crack appeared on the back of his skull, and a eye, veined with blood, unfolded and turned toward the rear. He spotted a young stranger gathering a golden bow and aiming it directly at him. The deformed one felt a sudden surge of alertness, instinctively preparing to dodge—but soon his composure settled, and the sense of urgency and danger faded. He watched helplessly as the golden arrow shot forth, piercing through his heart. The golden arrow ignited into flames, and in moments, consumed him completely, turning him into a skeleton. Zhang Yuan Qing immediately drew his bow and shot the sea spirit, who stared in terror. "M元—M元始天尊?!" the dressed-in-business-suit lightning mage finally exclaimed, his face filled with astonishment, then asked, "Who are you? Why have you transformed into the appearance of Yuan Shi Tian Zun?" Zhang Yuan Qing paid no attention to him, walked over to the two bodies, and black, viscous energy began to well up in his eyes. There were no residual spirits in either body. Had the power of the Sun God directly purified the souls of his targets? That was indeed quite dominant—advantageously ensuring no need to worry about the targets' spiritual forms escaping in the future, but the downside was that he could no longer gather intelligence through soul consumption. Zhang Yuan Qing had only recently become the sovereign of the Sun, and he still needed time to adapt to many of the Sun God's unique properties. He therefore turned his attention to the lightning mage, silently offering him emotional reassurance, and drew out the mountain deity's staff to heal and detoxify him. "What is the current situation in the division?" Zhang Yuan Qing asked. "The division headquarters has been invaded by the evil forces. There are two dominant adversaries, and while the number of saints isn't precisely known, there are many strong fighters among them..." The well-dressed lightning mage calmed down, delivering his report with rapid, steady pacing. After the moral values were lost, a wave of terror swept across the New Covenant region—attacking police stations, government buildings, banks, and affluent residential areas. The evil practitioners burned, killed, and looted, while some civilian practitioners managed to slip through unnoticed. Chief Prosecutor Viny led her executive officers out to combat the evil forces, only to find that upon their departure, the bank headquarters was attacked. The prosecutors remaining inside immediately activated defensive array patterns and urgently requested reinforcements from the outgoing teams. Viny, left with no choice, led her forces back to assist, engaging the enemy in a series of guerrilla maneuvers. "Most of the ordinary residents inside the building have already perished, and the administrative staff and spiritual practitioners from the division are now greatly reduced," the young, well-dressed man said, his voice filled with pain and fury. "Those damn evil practitioners!" "Where are the members of the Five Elements Alliance?" Zhang Yuanqing asked in a steady voice. The young man in a suit shook his head. "We haven't encountered them. The evil professions invaded the bank building, and it took about ten minutes until the chief prosecutor arrived for reinforcements. The members of the Five Elements Alliance are all high-level— they should still be alive." Zhang Yuanqing offered the young man a reassuring gesture, then a blazing golden sun surged behind his head. "Shhh!" The thin layer of toxic mist floating in the office area dissolved in the sunlight. Then, he snapped his fingers and stepped out of the office area. Zhang Yuanqing appeared and disappeared across various floors, searching for the traces of Guan Ya and the others. Throughout the building, the toxic smoke lingered, making the bank an ideal battlefield for the aberrations, yet a deadly environment for the lawful defenders. As he moved along, it confirmed exactly what the prosecutor had described— the white-collar professionals inside the bank had all become the victims of the evil professions' revelry. Some of them have transformed into monsters, wandering through hallways, office areas, and restrooms, hunting down the surviving ordinary people. Others have been brutally murdered, their blood and limbs staining the walls and floors. All beautiful women have suffered indignities, stripped naked and dying with their eyes wide open—those at the Tianfa Division being the most frequently violated. The malevolent professionals harbor an intense and enduring resentment toward the official authorities, and this deep-seated animosity compels them to retaliate with the most cruel means against the spiritual practitioners and clerical staff of Tianfa. Zhang Yuanqing has seen many colleagues, even close friends, fall victim to these tragedies, their bodies now being devoured by the mutated monsters. After eliminating several of the mutated creatures and rescuing a number of Tianfa members engaged in combat with the malevolent professionals, Zhang finally located Guan Ya and the others on the 106th floor. In the office area, now scattered with bodies and chaos, Yuan Ting and Hong Ji were standing motionless in the corner, as if turned into statues. Zhao Chenghuang had transformed into a massive lizard, with only his head retaining a human form, lying motionless on the ground, his soul's pulse fading away. Sun Miaomiao, Tianxia Guihuo, and Guan Ya were covered in blood, breathing heavily against the walls. Around them, the scene was a mess, with over a dozen corpses of evil-class characters and mutated monsters lying in various positions. Hong Ji Ge and Yuan Ting had turned stone-cold; if it had been more than two hours, even the gods would have been helpless—Zhao Chenghuang’s soul had completely dispersed. Zhang Yuanqing quickly composure himself, calming his agitation and employing the Star Flight technique to reach Guan Ya’s side. The three exhausted figures initially remained on high alert, but upon seeing the glow of the starlight, which revealed the Yuan Shi Tian Zun, Guan Ya’s weary face instantly brightened with joy. Sun Miaomiao and Tianxia Guihuo’s eyes sparkled with renewed hope and excitement. "You’ve cleared the slaughtering quest?" Their mixed-race girlfriend, whose Achilles tendon had ruptured, managed to rise with great effort. Zhang Yuanqing supported Guan Ya, asking, "Why haven’t He drew out the mountain deity's staff, activated its healing function, and asked rapidly, "What happened to Yuan Ting and Red Chicken Brother? Did the City God... sacrifice himself?" Sun Miaomiao quickly replied, "Yuan Ting and Red Chicken Brother were turned to stone by a great monster. We fought desperately to rescue their bodies. When the City God's name was called, he transformed into a monster, but he didn't die—I extracted his spirit using the ghost mirror." She then produced a round mirror, within which the spirit of the City God remained frozen in a state of stillness. This ghost mirror was one of the treasures discovered in the Qin Dynasty's underground palace. Zhang Yuanqing exhaled a sigh of relief, "How long have they been turned to stone?" "Almost an hour." Almost an hour... Zhang Yuanqing furrowed his brows. While killing the spellcaster could reverse the petrification, there was a time limit—should the petrification last too long, even after the spellcaster's death, recovery might not be guaranteed, depending on the vitality of the one petrified. Yuan Ting, a night-wanderer spirit, was full of vitality, and Red Chicken Brother, Zhang Yuanqing knelt down, pressing his palm against Zhao Chenghuang's torso covered in scales, and a clear, bright golden light emerged. Visible scale by scale, the scales on Zhao Chenghuang's body peeled off. His long tail broke, and his robust hind and forelimbs gradually transformed back into human hands and feet. Moments later, he regained his human form, bare and completely naked. Yuan Shishen had ascended to the rank of Sovereign... Sun Miao Miao and Tian Xia Gui Huo exchanged a look of wistful admiration and envy. From the extraordinary to the sage, the journey had been long and arduous, and now they had finally drifted apart, becoming beings from different worlds. The transition from Sage to Sovereign marked a clear leap in rank. "You've finally ascended to the rank of Day-Wandering Deity," Guan Ya said with genuine delight. Tian Xia Gui Huo took a deep breath, suppressing the envy stirred by the separation of realms, and spoke steadily: "The bank headquarters has been sealed off—no one can exit. The evil faction has brought two Sovereigns. Vinye the Prosecutor is holding her ground on the top floor, struggling desperately. The situation Zhang Yuanqing said no more, transforming into a streak of starlight and arriving at Floor 108. As soon as he stepped onto the floor, a surge of lightning and toxic smoke engulfed him. Through the thick purple mist, he saw a Cromi demon and a three-headed hellhound encircling Vinye Berlent. Vinye held a lightning blade, deploying electromagnetic shields, occasionally engaging in close combat with the two giant monsters, and at other times breaking free from the flames, toxic smoke, and petrifying beams by transforming into lightning. At first glance, she seemed to be handling the situation effortlessly, but each escape was actually perilous—she relied solely on the numbing effect of lightning and her electromagnetic defenses, barely holding on. All she needed was for her spiritual energy to deplete, and then she would fall. Zhang Yuanqing noticed that Vinye Berlent’s body began to show subtle distortions: her light brown eyes had turned into golden vertical pupils, fine scales had grown along her eyelids, and where her clothes were torn, the exposed skin was no longer pale and delicate, but deep, vibrant blue muscle. "Winny Burent, how about we strike a deal—hand over the key, and we'll open the barrier and let you go." Cromi's demon membranous wings vibrated as she held a long blade forged from coalesced blue flame, launching a relentless barrage of attacks. Each slash sent cascades of flame spreading across the floor and walls, causing the structures to resonate and tremble. The dominator's power was sufficient to easily collapse an entire building, yet it could also be precisely focused within a defined area. Indeed, under the current circumstances, the building was protected by a barrier, and the Divine Judgment had activated its defensive sigils, enabling the bank tower to remain standing despite the combat among the three dominators. Meanwhile, the three hell hounds stationed at a distance unleashed beams of petrifying light, their voices sharp and composed. "If you refuse, we'll transform you into a monster and make you our sexual servant. Though your moral standing has been restored, the sea god's church, the merchant guild, and the goddess association are themselves preoccupied—no one will come to your rescue." Vinye Berlunt remained silent, focused on meeting the enemy's assault, her expression stern and resolute. The New Covenant branch had lost its leading figure in the campaign war; later, a sudden upheaval at headquarters saw Chris reassigned back to the main office, leaving Vinye as the sole remaining leader. The newly appointed chief executive officer had not yet arrived, and then came a remarkable incident involving an inexplicable drop in moral standing—Vinye now stood alone, her resolve firm, yet her resolve to see out this ordeal now wavering. At that moment, sensing the arrival of a powerful presence, all three paused and turned to face it. A glow of starlight rose, and they saw a young man—both familiar and yet strangely new.