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

On the bullet train back to Huaihai City.

Jiang Ye leaned against the car window, gazing at the distant scenery, but in reality, his eyes were filled with the image of Zhou Ping weaving through the mist.

The progress of the Divine Transformation on the panel is [99.1%].

Happiness is relative. After experiencing something even happier, one becomes less interested in things that used to bring joy.

I wonder if Zhou Ping will be able to achieve physical godhood in this storyline!

Jiang Ye frowned slightly. If all else failed, he would have no choice but to go to the Misty Mist.

This was just a backup plan; the intervention of the Supreme God would inevitably affect Zhou Ping's comprehension of the laws of the sword.

However, Zhou Ping can still obtain a large amount of magic modification points while alive, just less than when he becomes a god in his physical body.

Jiang Ye slowly withdrew his gaze and began to ponder the current plot.

A rather important character will appear in the battle against the Huaihai City 007 Squad.

The 'Secret Seeker' orchestrated by Lingbao Tianzun.

However, he was very important to Lin Qiye, and he was also the catalyst for the Fifth Special Squad's journey into the Mist.

If it weren't for Chi Mu's prophecy, Lin Qiye wouldn't have known that Zhou Ping would be in trouble, and there wouldn't have been the incident of him riding the somersault cloud to the mist.

Perhaps, the key point is that Lin Qiye went to save Zhou Ping so that Zhou Ping could be transformed into a god through physical means.

Jiang Ye pondered for a moment, then took out the chopsticks that belonged to the Sword Saint from his pocket. He glanced sideways and landed on Lin Qiye's profile as he was carefully peeling an orange.

The Seeker Red Eyes deduced that Zhou Ping was in trouble because he saw the chopsticks on Lin Qiye's body, so the chopsticks must be on Lin Qiye.

Now that the chopsticks are in her hands, it means that in order to ensure the original plot, Zhou Ping must die, and then Ye Fan sacrifices himself to save Zhou Ping.

Then the Seekers wouldn't have given Lin Qiye a warning, and the Fifth Special Squad wouldn't have gone into the Fog.

Ultimately, this led to Zhou Ping's failure to achieve physical godhood...

Jiang Ye suddenly realized, "I almost fell for your trap. My progress in the Nascent Soul stage is about to reach 100%, and I can't let it be ruined."

We must nip all possibilities in the bud.

His fingers emitted a faint divine light, and the chopstick he was holding disappeared, transferring to Lin Qiye's body.

Meanwhile, Lin Qiye, who was being forced by Jialan to peel an orange for her, turned her eyes slightly and noticed Jiang Ye looking at her. Her gaze involuntarily fell on the orange in her hand.

Jialan, who was sitting next to Lin Qiye, had already reached out her hands to take the orange that Lin Qiye had peeled.

Just as her fair hands were about to grasp the orange, Lin Qiye suddenly moved her hands away.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Just say you want some." Lin Qiye handed the orange to Jiang Ye.

Jiang Ye was stunned, with three question marks above his head.

Garan stood frozen in place, completely stiff and motionless.

……

Within the fog.

In the hazy, gray space, visibility was almost zero, and below, there were many mysterious creatures emitting roars.

Suddenly, a fierce wind, sharp as a blade, swept through the mist, accompanied by terrifying divine power.

The mysterious figures below were all startled and quickly tucked their tails between their legs and ran away.

Above the mist, a half-city enveloped in the power of laws slowly emerged, flashing across the field of vision.

Above the city floats a deity with bird feathers tucked into his head—the wind god Hugh, one of the nine Egyptian Ennead.

He dragged Fengdu along at an extremely fast speed toward the Sun City in Egypt.

After flying for a while, he turned his head to look behind the mist and sensed something.

"It's a human? The Great Xia gods really can't take action themselves, they actually sent a human to chase after me."

Fengshen Xiu shook his head and chuckled, reaching out to stop the floating half of the city, then turned to look behind the mist.

"You mere human, daring to pursue a god, I will make you pay with your life!"

Feng Shenxiu slowly raised his hand, and azure divine light bloomed in his palm.

Suddenly, the surrounding mist began to twist and deform, gradually forming a huge tornado storm.

The storm is not a simple whirlwind; it is a blade-like wind blade imbued with the laws of the wind god.

The tornado emanated a metallic clanging sound, and sparks flew as the wind blades clashed.

As the sounds of collisions grew more frequent, the original storm transformed into a fire tornado, with raging flames and the wind's assistance creating an unstoppable force.

Feng Shenxiu stood in the void, his eyes slightly narrowed. With a wave of his hand, a tornado of burning flames raged in one direction.

"Arrogant human, in the name of the City of the Sun in Egypt, I judge your disrespect!"

Under the laws of the Wind God Xiu, the firestorm flickered with faint flames amidst the thick fog.

Wherever the firestorm went, all the mysteries it encountered turned to ashes, including Klein.

They had absolutely no ability to resist.

Ding! !

A resounding sword cry echoed throughout the mist, and a white sword aura, imbued with the luster of glass, shot into the sky.

In an instant, the surrounding mist was violently shaken away by the terrifying sword energy, revealing a vast space of sword energy that the mist could not approach.

Feng Shenxiu was slightly taken aback.

But then, a beam of crystal-clear sword energy cleaved through the mist and shot straight into the firestorm.

Boom! !

The sword energy sliced ​​the firestorm in two without any hindrance, and the firestorm abruptly stopped advancing and exploded.

Instantly, the surrounding terrain and mystery vanished.

Feng Shenxiu frowned; this human had actually blocked his attack.

Ding!

Another sword cry rang out, and Feng Shenxiu glanced to the side.

Amidst the explosion's dazzling light, a young man dressed in a long black robe flew out and hovered in front of him, his eyes sharp and piercing.

Zhou Ping drew his dragon-elephant sword, pointing it at the wind god, and slowly spoke.

"In that case... then in the name of the Great Xia Sword Saint, I will judge you for the crime of theft!"