The northern border of Daxia.

A plane flew across the sky.

In the cabin, Zhou Ping looked through the porthole and saw the scene below, and his eyes suddenly narrowed.

“What… is going on?”

Looking down from a high altitude, above the vast land, a straight black line cuts through half of the city. A large number of streets and buildings are cut off by this black line, and the cut ends are extremely smooth.

On the left side of the black line is half of the city intact, while on the right side of the black line... it is empty.

There were no buildings, no streets, no land, no life... The ground sank neatly by nearly a hundred meters, as if a huge shovel had dug up half of the city from the ground and disappeared without a trace.

The disappeared half of the city stretched all the way to the border of rolling fog.

"What about this half of the city?" Zhou Ping turned and looked at Ye Fan.

Ye Fan stared at the ground below and spoke slowly:

"After the birth of Fengshen Xiu, he dug out the half of the city closest to the border of the mist, along with the more than 10,000 people there, as well as the mountains, forests, rivers... and the underground Fengdu itself, all of which disappeared into the mist."

"He took away half of the city?" Zhou Ping asked in shock, "Why did he do that?"

"I don't know." Ye Fan shook his head. "This happened two minutes ago. I just got the news."

The plane slowly descended, and before it stopped, Zhou Ping and Ye Fan jumped out of the plane and landed on the edge of the remaining half of the city.

This is a wide asphalt street, however, the road comes to an abrupt end less than ten meters ahead, with a black straight line cutting it off. The road ahead has disappeared, replaced by a vertical cliff.

Below the cliff is a flat and vast land.

"The remaining half of the city has been evacuated." Ye Fan frowned as he looked at the half of the city that had disappeared in front of him, and continued, "Anta County itself has a bad environment, and it is close to the foggy border, so the population is not large. Moreover, the moment Xiu descended, the gale swept through the entire city, knocking everyone to the ground."

"Where are the night watchmen stationed here?"

“It disappeared along with half of the city.”

Zhou Ping squatted down and ran his fingers along the edge of the cliff. The cut surface was very neat, as if a knife had cut across the land, cutting off half of the city.

“Cough cough cough…”

He was about to say something, but he lowered his head, covered his mouth, and started coughing softly.

"Are you feeling unwell?" Ye Fan asked with a frown.

"No... just coughed twice." Zhou Ping waved his hand and continued, "Where is the Emperor of Fengdu?"

"Before the Heavenly Palace was repaired, the Great Dao was incomplete, and the gods of Daxia could not leave the territory of Daxia, so the Emperor of Fengdu could not take action. He could only use his connection with Fengdu and barely use the laws of Fengdu to protect the residents of the city from being corrupted to death by the fog."

"That means we can only rely on ourselves now."

"...Yes." Ye Fan's face was a little solemn. "Except for Guan Zai who is still in seclusion, I have asked Lu Wuwei and Master Chen to rush here. They should be here soon..."

"I'll go." Zhou Ping suddenly said.

Ye Fan was stunned.

"Since the gods of Daxia cannot take action, someone must guard the border of Daxia. The more people go after that half of the city, the weaker the defense of Daxia will be. Perhaps this is what they want..." Zhou Ping said calmly.

"Master is good at defense, so he must stay in Daxia. You are the commander-in-chief of the Night's Watch, so you can't go either. As for Lu Wuwei... he is too slow."

"You're going alone?" Ye Fan frowned, "Do you know where the final destination of that city is?"

"As one of the nine gods of Egypt, his goal is, of course, the kingdom of Egypt... the Temple of Heaven."

"You're going to invade the Kingdom of God in Egypt alone?"

"The distance between Daxia and Egypt is not close. Even the God of Wind cannot reach there in a short time with such a large piece of earth fragment." Zhou Ping said seriously, "As long as I intercept this fragment on the way, I will not enter the kingdom of Egypt."

"Perhaps, things are not that simple." Ye Fan shook his head. "The situation outside the fog is beyond our control. We have no idea what those foreign gods are planning. Perhaps not far outside the Great Xia Territory, there is a group of foreign gods waiting for you. This is a trap in itself..."

"Since it's a trap, the fewer people who step on it, the better."

Ye Fan fell silent.

Zhou Ping looked up into Ye Fan's eyes and said, "There are more than 10,000 lives on that piece of debris. No matter what, we can't just watch them die... Since someone has to chase them, I am the best candidate.

Only I can take it back from the hands of the God of Wind.

The only one who can go is me... and it can only be me, because during this period of time, the other ceilings must not leave Daxia.

The reason you took a special plane to pick me up instead of picking up Master Chen or Lu Wuwei is because you had thought of this a long time ago, right?

You chose me from the beginning."

Ye Fan looked into Zhou Ping's eyes and fell silent.

"...Yes." Ye Fan said slowly, "Only you can do this."

"Actually, you don't have to beat around the bush so much." Zhou Ping sighed, "If you could be more straightforward, maybe we could really become good friends... just like me and Guan Zai."

"……sorry."

"However, you are different from us. You are the commander-in-chief of the Night's Watch and you have too many responsibilities on your shoulders... So, I can understand." Zhou Ping said calmly, carrying the sword case on his back:

"But next time, I hope you can just tell me where I should go and who I should kill...

I will not evade the responsibilities I should bear.

After all, I am the Sword Master of Daxia."

Ye Fan stared at Zhou Ping in a daze, "You..."

Zhou Ping's eyes showed a puzzled look, "What's wrong?"

"It seems that you and Lin Qiye have been getting along very well during this period." Ye Fan's mouth corners slightly raised, "Before, you would not talk to me like this, and you said so much in one breath, and... you rarely looked down at your toes."

Zhou Ping was stunned. He thought silently for a long time and nodded slightly, "Maybe..."

"Do you have anything else to tell me before we leave?" Ye Fan asked.

Zhou Ping hesitated for a moment, took out two envelopes from his pocket and handed them to Ye Fan.

"Help me deliver these two letters to teams 007 and 006."

Ye Fan glanced at the envelope and said with a wry smile: "Actually, you just need to tell me."

Zhou Ping shook his head. "I hope I can accompany them to the end of this training...even if it is in this form."

"I see."

"And..." Zhou Ping hesitated for a moment, "If I can't come back... don't tell my third uncle, just say... I went out to work."

Ye Fan fell into silence.

After a long time, he slowly said, "Okay."

"besides……"

"I think you can't say any more." Ye Fan said seriously, "Your tone now sounds like you are explaining your final wishes. It's not good to say too much of this."

"..." Zhou Ping paused, "Tell Lin Qiye that the fried tomatoes he made... were actually very ordinary, far inferior to what my third uncle made."

Ye Fan: ...

"Leave."

Zhou Ping turned around and tapped the sword case.

bite--!!!

The loud sound of swords echoed in the air, and a flash of sword light instantly pierced through the foggy border and disappeared without a trace.

Ye Fan stood there alone, looking at the direction where the sword light left, without leaving for a long time.