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

A gentle breeze swept through the mist, ruffling the loose hair on Zhou Ping's forehead.

That voice, as pure and elegant as spring snow, entered his ears.

Zhou Ping shuddered, his eyes slightly glazed over, and he turned his head slightly to the side.

Not far away, on a huge cloud, stood Lin Qiye and An Qingyu respectively...

them……

Zhou Ping froze, unsure how to express his emotions.

He was at a loss as to what to do about the warmth that flowed through his heart and the inexplicable emotion that touched him.

He was once full of goodwill towards the world, but his goodwill was repeatedly buried in deception, exploitation, and humiliation.

But when he shut himself off and protected himself, the kindness in this world seemed to rekindle his spirit...

"With the three Nine Pillar Gods here, how dare you be distracted? How arrogant!"

Suddenly, the god of the yellow sand, Set, roared, causing the surrounding space to tremble.

Even Lin Qiye and the others, who were standing on the somersault cloud, were affected by the divine power contained in the sound, and most of the cloud beneath their feet shattered.

Ding!

Zhou Ping's eyes instantly flashed with intense killing intent, disregarding the speed at which his body was collapsing.

With his missing arm gripping the longsword, he used all his strength to swing it at the three Nine Pillar Gods.

The sword light, like a half-moon, cleaved through the void, its powerful law crushing all the attacks of the three Nine Pillar Gods.

That Radiant Sword, Zhou Ping's final strike, carried an invincible aura, drawing a beautiful semicircle in mid-air.

The blinding sword light filled the world, making it difficult even for the three Nine Pillar Gods to open their eyes.

Standing on the somersault cloud, Lin Qiye and the others were even more terrified.

"Holy crap! Senior Sword Saint fought three of the Nine Pillar Gods all by himself? Could it be that Senior Sword Saint has already broken through to that level?"

Baili Pangpang stared at the dazzling light of the Sun Sword, his heart filled with immense shock.

Lin Qiye was also somewhat stunned. He had been incredibly shocked when he saw the Sword Saint defeat Osiris in Lin Tang.

But now, the Sword Saint has not only broken the shackles of humanity, but also fought against three of the Nine Pillar Gods all by himself.

Just how powerful is this?

An Qingyu and the others also showed disbelief on their faces, with only one sentence in their minds.

The Great Xia Sword Saint is unparalleled in the world!

Just as they were in shock, the remaining Somersault Cloud was enveloped by sword intent.

With a whoosh, Lin Qiye and the others suddenly felt dizzy. It was as if they had touched a spatial teleportation portal and disappeared from the spot.

In an instant, the blinding light of Zhou Ping's Sun-Shining Sword dissipated, restoring the original dimness of the mist.

The three Pillar Gods also regained their sight and senses. After looking around and finding no wounds, they were immediately shocked.

They quickly looked towards the spot where Zhou Pingyuan had been floating, only to find that it was already empty, and even the main body of Fengdu had teleported several thousand meters away.

Furthermore, it is continuously accelerating its flight towards Daxia.

"He didn't unleash that sword strike; he merely temporarily deprived us of our senses and vision. It seems he wanted to save the few humans on that cloud."

The God of Air frowned as he spoke.

The God of Yellow Sands, Set, sneered, "He's no longer a threat. In a few minutes, his body will completely dissolve into the Dao."

Fengshen Xiu nodded. "Let's go, catch up with them, and slaughter everyone in that city as a sacrifice to Osiris."

The three gods reached a consensus, and then the air flowed, yellow sand filled the sky, and strong winds swept through, as they chased after Fengdu once again.

……

Within half of the city shrouded in the laws of Fengdu.

On the street, Lin Qiye and Baili Pangpang helped Zhou Ping, whose right arm had completely disappeared and whose left leg was half gone, walk to the stove.

Seeing the Sword Saint in such a state, the Night Watchmen Chen Han and Lu Yu couldn't help but come over, their faces full of worry.

"Sword Saint Senior, what happened to you?" Lin Qiye looked at Zhou Ping's missing right arm with a solemn expression.

An Qingyu pushed up her glasses, her eyes flashing with a gray light, and after a moment she slowly said, "The Sword Saint's body can hardly withstand the sword intent within him."

Pfft!

As soon as he finished speaking, a cloud of blood mist burst from Zhou Ping's left arm, which then turned into wisps of white silk and merged into the space.

Everyone's expression froze, and a deathly silence fell.

Lin Qiye seemed to have thought of something, and grabbed Jialan's hand, "Jialan, put the [Immortal] on Senior Sword Saint..."

Before he could finish speaking, a hand with two missing fingers grabbed him.

"It's no use. The power of the laws is something that the human body cannot withstand," Zhou Ping's weak voice rang out.

Lin Qiye clenched his fists, looking at Zhou Ping's mutilated body, his whole body trembling.

A heavy sense of oppression settled over everyone.

"Is there really no other way?" Lin Qiye thought through gritted teeth, his eyes slightly red.

No, there definitely will be... mental hospitals!

Lin Qiye immediately realized he had entered a mental hospital.

"What? Humans become gods?" Merlin looked at Lin Qiye, who was wearing a white coat, with a slightly surprised expression, and fell into deep thought.

After a while, he shook his head at Lin Qiye and sighed, "In history, there has never been a case of a human becoming a god. This is the first time I've ever heard of such a situation."

"I'm sorry, Dean, there's nothing I can do."

Lin Qiye was stunned. Even Merlin couldn't figure it out.

Are we really just going to watch the Sword Saint die?

He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug into his flesh.

Seeing this, Merlin smoothed his sparse hair and held out his hand, saying, "Give me that chopstick."

Upon hearing this, Lin Qiye's eyes lit up. Without asking any questions, he quickly handed over the chopsticks from his chest.

Merlin's lips moved slightly, as if he were chanting some kind of magic spell, and then the threads of fate on the chopsticks appeared before his eyes.

These are the threads of Zhou Ping's destiny... and the brightest, thickest one of them is still that person who doesn't belong to this world...

After gazing at him for a while, Merlin handed the chopsticks back to Lin Qiye and said slowly, "Dean, although I cannot be sure whether that thread of fate can save him."

"But please believe in miracles, his life will not end here."

Lin Qiye was stunned after hearing this.

Miracle?

He lowered his head slightly, a look of disappointment on his face, as he regained consciousness.

Lin Qiye held Zhou Ping's mutilated hand, and could occasionally hear the sound of blood mist bursting from his body.

The sound was like a needle pricking my heart.

Zhou Ping calmed himself down and, seeing everyone's anxious and heavy expressions, spoke up.

"There's no need to think of any more solutions; my time is running out."

"I'm surprised to see you all here..." Zhou Ping's gaze swept over Lin Qiye and the others, but he couldn't see Jiang Ye's figure, and he was taken aback.

Didn't come? Well... that's alright.

Perhaps this is fate; the person you most want to see is the one you find hardest to meet...

"Sword Saint Senior, why did you become like this after breaking through to the Divine Realm?" Baili Pangpang asked, looking down in great distress.

Zhou Ping smiled helplessly, "It's alright. Oh, by the way, I don't really like the term 'Divine Realm'."

"I call it: [The Mortal Sword Immortal]."

No one could laugh; they would rather the Sword Saint hadn't broken through to this level.

"Senior Sword Saint!" At this moment, Lin Qiye seemed to notice the dejected look on Zhou Ping's face and suddenly said, "Jiang Ye asked me to pass on a message to you."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Ping's eyes lit up slightly, and he looked at Lin Qiye with weak breathing.

Lin Qiye said, his voice choked with emotion, "He said: Senior Sword Saint, you must always keep a smile on your face!"

Zhou Ping was slightly taken aback, and a smile appeared on his lips.

[Nascent Soul Transformation Progress: 100%, Mortal Body Transforming into Nascent Soul...]