Zhang Yuanqing watched the paladin flying backward and raised his hands in the gesture of launching a Tianjin-style rice dish with kung fu artillery. Sizzle! The electric charges in the air violently collided, creating turbulent arcs of electricity. A bright blue beam, fifty centimeters in diameter and pulsing with fierce arcs, surged forward and engulfed the paladin before it had time to land. The paladin crashed heavily against the wall, causing the wall behind it to crack and reveal a dark, deep void. It lacked the ability to traverse the void and was firmly pinned in place by the electromagnetic cannon, its golden armor now glowing hot from the electrical charge. As the electromagnetic cannon faded, Zhang Yuanqing executed a flash of lightning, moving swiftly to stand before the paladin and palm-pressing a glowing azure thunderball toward the sky. The paladin was once again blasted backward. Thunder! Thunder! Thunder! Zhang Yuanqing alternately launched electromagnetic cannons, hurled thunder spears, and swung thunderballs, delivering relentless attacks that never ceased to strike the paladin. With a series of coordinated moves, the paladin remained completely defenseless, always being knocked off balance and kept in a constant state of being launched. Zhai Cai, one of the onlookers, stared in bewilderment. Although Yuan Shi Tian Zun's performance perfectly embodied the scenario of "a flurry of actions that seem overwhelming, yet with actual results of 0–5—inflicting no damage at all on the Paladin—this was entirely expected. After all, the Paladin's armor was a physical manifestation of semi-divine artifacts, and thus, no damage being done was a natural outcome. What truly demonstrated the strength of this set was the fact that it had rendered the wielder of such semi-divine items completely defenseless—already a remarkable achievement! The power of this set was truly exceptional. Thirty-one seconds later, Zhang Yuanqing roared, "My color-coded timer is now lit—have you resolved it?" Without waiting for the chairman's response, he swiftly returned to Zhai Cai's side, dissolving the effects of the set. The cascading lightning that had covered his entire body instantly reverted into four lightning orbs and one lightning spear. Only then did Zhai Cai clearly see Yuan Shi Tian Zun's true condition—the garments had been completely consumed by flames, leaving him bare, his body resembling a series of carbonized strips, cracked and Only a few seconds away from complete carbonization. Zhang Yuanqing removed two vials of life essence, pulled out the needles, and bit down on the glass tube, crushing it before swallowing it down in a gulp. Finally, he exhaled a long, labored breath, groaning, "It's killing me!" The process of carbonization felt like enduring a scorching ordeal, as though being burned alive. "You're getting off easy—complaining about the pain and still insisting on keeping the suit," said Zhai Cai with a mocking smile. Zhang Yuanqing glanced at him, "Without the Day-Wanderer's vitality, you'd have to inject large quantities of life essence every time you use it. You simply can't afford it." Indeed, the Thunder God suit came with certain prerequisites—level mattered, but profession was even more crucial. Thunder's power was fierce and demanding, with a strong sense of exclusivity; non-Thunder-based classes could only use it if they possessed powerful self-healing or self-restoration abilities. After all, not everyone could afford to waste life essence freely. Zhai Cai remained silent, turning his gaze toward the chairman. At this moment, the foundational array stones crafted by the semi-divine entity of the void had spread throughout the four corners of the treasury. Observing the array stones at each corner, one could see streams of void characters flowing out, climbing up like ants onto the armor and etching themselves upon it. The holy knight sensed a tangible threat, driving his straight sword before him and emitting a ripple of spiritual energy: "The combat rules stipulate: no use of seals!" Waves of bronze light radiated from the blade, causing the void characters exposed to it to rapidly disintegrate; yet the array foundations continuously released new characters, flowing forward without cease, erasing them one after another. The two forces became entangled. Suddenly, the chairman appeared behind the holy knight, holding a golden pitcher, and poured its spout. A slender column of black water flowed out, splashing upon the knight's body, instantly dimming the brilliance of his golden armor and weakening the rule's power. Sealing characters seized the momentum, climbing up the knight's body and etching themselves onto his legs, chest, and arms. The Chairman extended his palm, pressing it against the back of the paladin, and symbols surged from the center of his palm, connecting with the symbols rising from below, fully sealing the paladin's body and completing the enchantment. With the armor's protection gone, the paladin's residual spirit became "exposed." The Chairman sighed, "Dust to dust, earth to earth. Order will be upheld by future generations. Rest now." He brushed his hand across the pale, decaying face, and the spirit vanished in a whisper of ash. Zhang Yuanqing and Zhai Cai stepped forward. Zhang observed the sealing symbols on the armor, feeling they matched exactly those inscribed within his own phantom god heart. Zhai, excited and animated, ran her fingers over the armor, reading its attributes, only to find a series of question marks. The Chairman explained, "Half-divine items lack attribute information; their functions must be discovered by you. At your current rank, you can begin to harness their power and utilize their unique properties." "But it's best not to use the discipline against opponents of a higher rank—easy to be overwhelmed and perish." Single-Transmission Knight nodded slightly, sharing with Yuan Shi Tian Zun the exhilaration of clearing the prize pool without having to pay taxes. This was a half-divine-tier item. With it, facing opponents of the same level became a game-changer. Most importantly, as long as he didn't die young and successfully ascended to the ninth rank of Sovereign, he could fully absorb this item and become a true half-divine powerhouse. When Zhai Cai withdrew her golden armor and golden straight sword, the trio discovered a copper chest covered with branching patterns of blackened veins in a corner they had not previously explored. "This chest's seal differs from the others," Zhai Cai said solemnly. "Its sealing power comes from lightning, and there's no latch. The sealer was a Lightning Mage, and the situation was urgent—there was no time to install a latch." Zhang Yuanqing agreed with Zhai Cai's statement, adding, "It's a semi-divine item from the Wind Mage, formerly owned by the Red Robe Archbishop—one of the three semi-divine figures among the Church's highest ranks." According to Zhang Yuanqing's information gathered from the Hunter's Guild, when the Church fell, the Pope died under siege by the Free Alliance. However, both the semi-divine item from the Wind Mage and the one from the Knight class went missing. Now that the Knight's semi-divine item has been secured, the one sealed inside the box must be the Wind Mage's semi-divine item. Zhai Cai couldn't help but reach out to open the box, while the president smiled kindly, saying, "If you don't want your hands scorched, better avoid touching the box. If it's indeed the Wind Mage's semi-divine item, then opening it will mean we all go up into the sky—definitely me, but you two will be torn apart by a hurricane." Upon hearing this, Zhai Cai immediately withdrew her hand and said with grace, "I've already obtained what I needed. This treasure is yours." She then quietly stepped back to the side. As originally agreed, the treasures in the treasury were to be split—half for him, the other half to go to Yuan Shi Tian Zun and the chairman. Now that he had obtained a master-tier item, a golden knight's armor, and the chairman still owed him one master-tier item, this was more than sufficient to satisfy the knight's expectations. The chairman nodded with satisfaction, arms spread wide, and declared, "Raise!" A golden glow emerged beneath his feet, and a young green sapling broke through the soil, visibly growing stronger and stronger until it reached three meters in height—transforming into a festive Christmas tree. A variety of extraordinary to master-tier items hung from its branches. "Collect!" The scattered items and materials within the treasury automatically rose into the air, flying toward the Tree of a Hundred Treasures, where they settled on the branches, including that large box with its blackened, tree-like patterns. It hung at the very tip of the tree. The chairman nodded, saying, "The contents of the box are indeed divine-tier—never has the Tree of a Hundred Treasures deceived me." Does the Tree of a Hundred Treasures have this capability? Zhang Yuanqing looked at the props hung densely along the branches, piled high and tightly packed, and thought, well then, this tree must be a specialist in appraising treasures. The President gently tapped his finger, and the bronze box shattered with a loud "crack." Inside, a miniature hurricane spun vigorously at the tree's tip, swirling with intense energy yet without losing a single strand of power—remarkably well-behaved. Witnessing this, Zhang Yuanqing suddenly understood the true function of the Tree of a Hundred Treasures. It serves as a container for props, neutralizing their negative costs, which is why his uncle could carry such a vast number of them, even suppressing the administrative privileges required to manage them. The President beamed, saying, "With this tree, during the great final battle, I'll be able to make a significant investment—spend a lot of resources—and achieve another glorious victory, like the one we once had with the 'one-for-three' triumph." He then turned to Zhang Yuanqing and Dan Chuan, saying, "All these lower-tier props and materials are mine. Please provide me with the list of the saints who originally entered the Pan God's labyrinth, and I will compensate each of them with a top "As for you two, compensation in the form of materials embodying the essence of the Sovereign." Both nodded in unison. The Chairman then turned to the silver coffin, smiling, "If you don't make your appearance, we'll be leaving—this place will be sealed once again." From beneath the coffin, a small bat emerged. Zhai Cai furrowed her brow, "It seems to have been rendered useless; taking it out wouldn't do much. Better to leave it here." The bat cried out in a series of sharp, high-pitched squeals. "Administer a blood rich in spiritual essence, and it will recover. Vampires don't die so easily. If the primordial bloodline indeed stole Odin's life magic, then this is precisely what we're dealing with." The Chairman lifted a bronze tray and tossed it into the air. The tray hovered, spinning rapidly, creating a vortex that opened a passage to the outside world. With a decisive clap of his fingers, he declared, "Exiled!" The three individuals and the bat vanished from the vault. ... The image gradually sharpened, and Zhang Yuanqing saw the familiar bedroom—the bedroom of the Fu family villa in Fu Village. Uncle and the only heir knight had vanished. How convenient the space-based professions are! When the very concept of distance disappears, traveling across the globe takes just one step! Zhang Yuanqing admired this with a heartfelt sense of envy. It was no wonder Uncle had left home years ago, chasing his dreams by forming a band and roaming the world! It's not even time for practicing swordsmanship. Zhang Yuanqing picked up the desk phone and asked the rabbit-dress girl downstairs. Only then did he learn that Fu Qingyang had already hurried out shortly after he left—and had not returned since! The rabbit-dress girl knew only that the lord had gone out on business, leaving in a hurry, but didn't know the specifics. Was there an urgent matter? Zhang Yuanqing returned to his bedroom and took out his phone to check messages. According to their established practice of information sharing, if something urgent arose, Fu Qingyang would notify him.