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

On the endless mountain range, green vegetation covers their original color.

A gust of wind blows, and the sight of the trees swaying is like the ripples spreading across a green ocean.

A gentle breeze also blew, and high in the sky, an old man appeared before Jiang Ye, his white hair hanging down his forehead.

The Primordial Celestial Venerable had a gentle face, yet he possessed an air of profound mystery.

He stared at Jiang Ye, seemingly calm, but in reality, he was somewhat flustered.

The restoration of the Heavenly Court's origins has reached a critical stage, and Jiang Ye's visit at this time is probably not simple!

Jiang Ye stood up from the top of the 10,000-meter-high Golden Dragon Head, his expression completely calm.

“Heavenly Venerable, I have come here with no other intention than to retrieve the souls of all the residents of Cangnan from your disciples. I will not disturb your efforts to restore the Heavenly Court’s origin.”

Upon hearing this, Yuanshi Tianzun breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why does Your Excellency want the souls of all the residents of Cangnan?" he asked in confusion.

Jiang Ye frowned slightly, then smiled and said, "Heavenly secrets cannot be revealed."

Yuanshi Tianzun: "..." He used my lines again.

The Primordial Celestial Venerable stretched out his hand, calculated, and found no ominous signs.

He hesitated for a moment, then smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist, the tea is ready. Why don't you come in first and we can chat slowly?"

Jiang Ye narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze sweeping over the space around him that was shrouded in the divine artifact.

It can conceal secrets, detect, and suppress...

They are cautious, indeed.

But is the Heavenly Court's current strength enough to suppress him? Jiang Ye shook his head slightly.

He then patted Xiao Jin's dragon horns and bowed politely to Yuanshi Tianzun, saying, "Thank you for your trouble, Tianzun."

The Celestial Venerable of Primordial Beginning's expression remained gentle, but there was something strange in his eyes.

He turned around and waved his long robe sleeves into the void, instantly breaking through the spatial energy vortex in the otherwise empty space.

"Fellow Daoist, please." Yuanshi Tianzun stepped aside and extended his hand to Jiang Ye.

Jiang Ye stood on the dragon's head, without moving an inch.

Yuanshi Tianzun was taken aback, then understood. "Fellow Daoist, there's no need to be so cautious. I'm not going to eat you."

"That's what people with ulterior motives usually say."

"..."

The Celestial Lord of the Beginning was embarrassed. Indeed, he wanted Jiang Ye to help repair the origin of the Heavenly Court.

Having the same level of strength as my former self will definitely accelerate the repair of my essence.

"Heavenly Venerable, don't forget, you owe me a favor," Jiang Ye said calmly.

Yuanshi Tianzun snapped out of his reverie, stroked his beard, and nodded. "Come with me."

He turned around and waved his sleeve again, causing the energy vortex in the void to transform into a white-gold color.

Then, Yuanshi Tianzun stepped through the void and entered the vortex.

He is indeed an old fox!

Jiang Ye smiled slightly and patted Xiao Jin's dragon horn. "Follow them."

Roar!

Xiao Jin let out a dragon roar that resounded through the heavens and earth, twisted its body which was tens of thousands of meters long, and plunged headfirst into the white-gold spatial vortex.

As the dragon's body entered the vortex, the vortex snapped open with a 'pop', turning into faint white-gold specks of light that dissipated into the air.

The distorted space returned to calm...

……

In Shangjing City, on the snack street, stands the king of barbecue!

"What! You're going to the Mist to rescue the Sword Saint? That's ridiculous!?" Yuan Gang's tone was reprimanding after hearing Lin Qiye and the others' words.

Snapped!

Yuan Gang slammed a bottle on the table. "You guys are only in the reserve team, and you're already thinking of going into the Mist? Are you out of your minds?"

Lin Qiye looked calmly at Yuan Gang and said, "We are indeed, but Instructor Yuan, as you said yourself, the Sword Saint's world is very simple and pure!"

“We are his students. Knowing that our presence could potentially save our teacher’s life, we cannot turn a blind eye!”

Yuan Gang stared into Lin Qiye's eyes and took a deep breath.

"You're willing to risk everyone's lives for that almost impossible chance?"

Lin Qiye's eyes gleamed as he turned to look at his teammates, who all nodded and smiled at him.

Lin Qiye's lips curled slightly as he replied seriously, "We can!"

His tone conveyed a sense of determination.

Yuan Gang was stunned.

Lin Qiye lowered his eyes and slowly said, "Instructor Yuan, if your family was in danger, and your appearance could potentially save them, what would you do?"

Upon hearing this, Yuan Gang fell silent.

If that's the case, he might be even crazier and more reckless than these kids!

"You're going too, right, Instructor Yuan?" Lin Qiye's voice trembled slightly.

Yuan Gang hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Upon seeing this, everyone's eyes lit up.

Lin Qiye asked urgently, "Then, Instructor Yuan, could you help...?"

"No!" Instructor Yuan shook his head decisively.

The crowd's gazes dimmed.

Even if Yuan Gang wanted to help them, he couldn't.

The forbidden item that walks in the mist is kept by Shao Pingge, but it can only be used with Ye Fan's permission.

Ye Fan would never give the forbidden item to Lin Qiye and the others to send them to their deaths.

Looking at the dejected faces of the crowd, Yuan Gang shook his head helplessly. "Alright, it's enough that you have the intention. Senior Sword Saint will see it."

"All you need to do now is prepare for tomorrow's confrontation. If you win, you will be the special team."

He smiled and said, "I can give you some information about the confrontation..."

Beijing, the 006 Squad's base office.

Shao Pingge put down the documents in his hand, looked at the night view outside the window, and smiled.

"Old Yuan really doesn't hold back his knowledge, but those kids are quite interesting."

Shao Pingge slowly stretched out his hand, and eight silver iron pieces immediately appeared in his palm, hovering in the air.

……

Mist.

A white mist filled the desolate, lifeless land.

Suddenly, a gust of wind seemed to blow, and the mist in the air began to scatter erratically, as if it were hiding from something.

Within the mist, a city shimmering with an eerie light appeared, like a dragon emerging from the sea, breaking through the fog and soaring into the sky.

Inside the city, in the dim light, Zhou Ping, his long black robe covered in frost, carried a frozen man on his back to a warm fireplace.

He put the man down, checked his vital signs, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, Zhou Ping looked at the snowstorm sweeping across the city, his eyes filled with a hint of solemnity.

"Sword Saint, all the residents of the city have been moved to a safe location."

At this moment, a man carrying an unconscious passerby on his back slowly walked over from behind Zhou Ping.

It was Lu Yu from the Anta County Night Watch team.

Zhou Ping nodded, a smile appearing on his pale face.

Although he was not seriously injured in the battle with the Wind God, the divine power contained in the gale was constantly eroding his body.

Spiritual power cannot be erased at all; it can only slow down the rate at which divine power erodes it.

Zhou Ping stood up, clutching his chest, panting heavily. His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked even more haggard against the backdrop of the wind and snow.

"Sword Saint, are you alright?" Just then, Chen Han, the Night Watchman, walked over with three children, his face pale.

Seeing Zhou Ping clutching his chest and looking very uncomfortable, Chen Han couldn't help but step forward to support him.

Zhou Ping waved his hand, "It's nothing."

He leaned against a pillar by the stove, slowly sat down, and coughed lightly twice.

The cold wind blew through his hair, which was covered in frost and snow, and his pale face seemed to blend into the icy landscape surrounding Zhou Ping.

Chen Han looked worried and walked up to Lu Yu with the three children, saying, "You take care of these three children who have woken up. I'll go check if the stove has gone out."

"Okay." Lu Yu curled up, smiling and waving to the three children.

Two men and one woman were all wearing thick winter clothes, but their little faces were still red from the cold.

Lu Yu patted the three children on the head and told them not to run around.

The girl walked over to Zhou Ping, who was leaning against a telephone pole, and looked him up and down with curiosity.

"Big brother, aren't you cold wearing so little?"

Hearing the sound, Zhou Ping slowly opened his eyes and met the little girl's pure gaze.

He gave a forced smile and said in a low voice, "It's not cold."

The little girl's gaze fell on his reddened hands, her face full of doubt. She took small steps over and grabbed Zhou Ping's slightly rough hands.

She put it in the pocket of her winter coat and asked with a sweet smile, "Big brother, is it warm?"

Zhou Ping felt the warmth from the palm of his hand and was stunned.

Then he nodded.

"Big brother, what do you do? Are you a night watchman like the brother from before?" the little girl asked.

Upon hearing the word "Night Watchman," Zhou Ping looked at Lu Yu, hesitated for a moment, and then shook his head, saying, "I am not a Night Watchman."

“I’m the one who’s taking you home,” he said with a smile.

[Nascent Soul Transformation Progress: 99.9%/100%]

Whoohoo!

Suddenly, a strong gust of wind blew in, and the temperature inside the furnace dropped sharply.

Zhou Ping frowned, looked up at the city sky, pulled his hand out of the little girl's pocket, and slowly stood up.

The little girl tightened her winter coat, the wind and snow making it hard for her to open her eyes.

Seeing Zhou Ping turn to leave, the little girl couldn't help but ask, "Big brother, where are you going?"

Zhou Ping stared at the sky, which was glowing with a faint light, and said in a slightly hoarse voice.

"Go slay the god, and then... take you home."