Godslayer: After the Seraph rejected me, I ascended directly to the highest godhood.

"Alright, you guys keep training. Zhou Ping, let's go."

After giving his instructions, Ye Fan looked at Zhou Ping and nodded.

The latter lowered his head slightly, took a few steps forward, then turned to look at Jiang Ye and the other eight. He took out a chopstick from his pocket and walked up to Lin Qiye.

"What is this, Senior Sword Saint?" Lin Qiye was taken aback when he saw the chopsticks Zhou Ping handed him.

Zhou Ping said calmly, "This contains a wisp of my sword energy. If..."

His gaze fell on Jiang Ye, and he continued, "If you encounter a problem that even Jiang Ye can't solve, you can use it."

Lin Qiye glanced to the side slightly and nodded.

"Thank you, Sword Saint Senior."

Lin Qiye took the wooden chopstick with both hands and carefully put it away.

Zhou Ping slowly lowered his hand, his gaze sweeping over the eight people. For the first time, he felt what it meant to be reluctant to part.

"Train hard, I'll check on you when I get back." He said with a smile, then turned and left, carrying his sword case on his back.

A gentle breeze stirred the cuffs of his long black robe, and he gradually disappeared from everyone's sight.

Lin Qiye and the others bowed in unison behind him, smiling and calling out.

"Thank you, Senior Sword Saint!"

Ye Fan, who was walking ahead, widened his eyes slightly, a little frightened, and looked at him with a strange expression.

Zhou Ping, however, concealed a smile and continued walking.

[Nascent Soul Transformation Progress: 99%/100%]

Jiang Ye looked at the progress on the panel and sighed slightly. This 1% could only be achieved by Senior Sword Saint himself.

That's all he can do to help.

If you interfere with Zhou Ping's comprehension of the laws, it may delay his progress in comprehending the laws.

In that case, all the efforts of nearly two months would have been in vain.

Huhu.

Jiang Ye heard the whistling wind in his ears and raised his head slightly.

The helicopter in front of me, with its spinning rotors creating a gust of wind, slowly ascended into the sky amidst a roar, and disappeared into the horizon.

Lin Qiye and the others in front of the safe house stared at the dark figure for a long time before turning their gaze away.

"I've noticed that our Sword Saint senior has really changed. He even came back to check on us. It seems he still cares about us quite a bit."

Baili Pangpang chuckled.

Lin Qiye nodded, gazing at the sky, "It seems the Sword Saint is smiling more and more, gradually learning to express himself..."

"However, Qi Ye, which god of the Great Xia do you think Commander Ye is referring to as the one who can crush everything?" Cao Yuan asked thoughtfully from the side.

An Qingyu pushed up her glasses. "If even the Supreme God of Fengdu and the Primordial Heavenly Venerable can give such high praise, it seems that the Great Xia still has many secrets."

He analyzed the situation calmly, but his eyes gleamed with excitement.

Lin Qiye was also thinking about this question, but since even Ye Fan didn't know, they had even less to say.

"Let's stop guessing. If it were me, I wouldn't want Him to appear."

Everyone was taken aback when they heard Lin Qiye's words.

But they soon realized that once that all-powerful god appeared, it meant that the Great Xia Dynasty was in extreme danger.

Jiang Ye looked at Lin Qiye, his brows slightly lowered, seemingly lost in thought.

At this moment, Lin Qiye, holding the chopsticks given to him by the Sword Saint, slowly walked up to Jiang Ye.

He held out his hand holding the chopsticks, saying, "Take this. Don't be so reckless next time."

Jiang Ye paused, his gaze falling on the wooden chopstick.

He knew Lin Qiye was referring to his trip to help Zhou Ping fight against Osiris.

Jiang Ye smiled helplessly, "No need..."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Qiye put the chopsticks into Jiang Ye's pocket, turned around and walked away without saying a word.

Baili Pangpang and the others didn't say anything. They went into the safe house, packed their things, and prepared to return to Huaihai City.

Only Shen Qingzhu frowned, stood there for a while, and then went back inside.

Garan clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and wore an expression that showed he wanted to kill someone but was helpless.

Jiang Ye ignored Jia Lan's strange gaze, and instead, holding the chopstick, silently walked into the safe house.

……

A black helicopter slowly landed in the sky above the northern border of the Great Xia Dynasty.

Ye Fan and Zhou Ping jumped off the plane.

On the snow-covered land, the city was missing half of its original shape.

It was as if it had been cut in two and the other half had been taken away.

On the left is a somewhat bustling road, but on the right it turns into a bottomless pit, nearly a hundred meters deep.

Zhou Ping frowned and asked, "What's going on? What about the other half of the city?"

Ye Fan stared at the deep pit for a long time before slowly saying, "After Fengshen Xiu descended to earth, in order to obtain the underground Fengdu body, he brought this half of the city into the mist."

"Since the Heavenly Court has not yet been repaired, the Emperor of Fengdu cannot leave the territory of Great Xia. He can only use the laws of Fengdu to protect the city's residents from the erosion of the mist."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Ping fell silent.

Ye Fan's words clearly indicate that we can only rely on ourselves, which means...

He stared at the deep pit in front of him, his expression turning serious.

Ye Fan was silent for a moment, then sighed and said, "I have already notified Lu Wuwei and Master Chen. They will be here soon, and then..."

“I’ll go,” Zhou Ping suddenly interrupted Ye Fan.

Ye Fan was taken aback.

"The Great Xia God cannot intervene, and the Great Xia border needs to be guarded. You must stay here."

Zhou Ping remained calm and extended his right hand, saying, "Now I'm just one step away from touching that realm."

“The distance between Great Xia and Egypt is not short. Your speed cannot keep up with Fengshen Xiu, so I will have to go.”

Ye Fan's expression showed a dilemma. "Beyond the fog, things are already beyond our control. We have no idea what those Outer Gods are plotting."

"Perhaps those Outer Gods did this on purpose, setting up an ambush..."

“Since it’s an ambush, the fewer people who go, the better,” Zhou Ping said calmly. “There are more than 10,000 lives in the city on the main body of Fengdu.”

"As the Sword Saint of Great Xia, and also in their eyes, I cannot watch them die like this."

"Going is the best option, and only I can take that half of the city back from the Wind God."

"Actually, from the moment you took a special flight to pick me up, I knew that you had chosen me from the very beginning."

Ye Fan's eyes trembled as he stared into Zhou Ping's calm eyes and fell silent.

"Yes, only you can do this."

Upon hearing the affirmative reply, Zhou Ping sighed slightly, "Actually, you don't need to beat around the bush like that."

"I don't understand the intricacies of your Night's Watch leadership. I just hope that if you could be more straightforward, we could become very good friends."

"Just like me and Guan Zai, and now the fifth special team."

Zhou Ping touched his chest, feeling his beating heart. "If it weren't for Jiang Ye, I might not have gotten this far."

"So, I hope that from now on you can just tell me directly where I should go and who I should kill!"

"I am the Sword Saint of Great Xia, and I will not shirk the responsibilities I must bear."

"Besides, I also want to thank you for letting me be Jiang Ye and the others' teacher, which made me understand what I truly want to protect!"

Ye Fan listened blankly to Zhou Ping's words, then slowly lowered his head, "I'm sorry..."

Zhou Ping smiled and shook his head.

Ye Fan's lips slowly turned up. "Zhou Ping, you've changed. From the moment you boarded the plane until now, I can see your smile from time to time, a smile I never used to see."

"He's talking more now."

Zhou Ping smiled, the image of the boy who bought him candied hawthorns in Huaihai City appearing in his mind.

"A cheerful disposition doesn't seem so bad..."

Ye Fan looked pleased. "Is there anything you need to tell me before we leave?"

Zhou Ping thought for a moment, then took out two letters from his pocket. "Please give these to Teams 007 and 006 for me."

"I hope to accompany them through this training in this way."

Ye Fan took the two letters and nodded. "I understand."

"besides?"

"If I don't come back, don't tell my third uncle. Just say I went out to work and earn money to get married."

Ye Fan's expression turned slightly serious, and he nodded: "Okay."

"Also... tell Jiang Ye that the candied hawthorns he bought were very sweet."

Ye Fan: "..."

"And also, Lin Qiye's scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and Third Uncle's..."

"Stop, stop, stop!" Ye Fan gestured for a halt. "Why are you talking like you're giving your last words? Don't say any more."

Zhou Ping paused, smiled slightly, and opened the sword box on his back.

Ding!

A resounding sword cry echoed throughout the land, and a white sword beam pierced into the mist, yet the mist could not get any closer.

Only one sentence remained in the space.

"I'm leaving!"

Ye Fan stood at the edge of the deep pit, clutching the two letters, gazing at the mist for a long time, unable to come back to his senses.