This gift is too precious.

There may not be much soil in the world that can breed laws. If other divine kingdoms knew this news, they would probably fight over it. However, Nyx has kept it until now, and even plucked out all Merlin's hair to leave it to Lin Qiye...

This is the most precious thing she can give to Lin Qiye.

"Thank you, mother."

Lin Qiye remained silent for a long time, burying all the words of gratitude and thanks in his heart, and said these words sincerely.

To him, Nyx was no longer just a patient, but had truly become his mother. Even though it all started with just the simple word "mother", now, this kind and simple lie had become reality.

Between mother and son, Lin Qiye didn't want to say too much gratitude. All the good things that Nyx had done for him were deeply engraved in his heart.

Nyx smiled, her eyes full of love.

"Zhou Ping, have you made up your mind?" She turned her head and asked Zhou Ping.

Zhou Ping looked at Lin Qiye calmly, and after a moment, nodded.

"If you've made up your mind, I can lend you my sword," he said.

The reason why Zhou Ping hesitated was, in the final analysis, because he did not dare to fully trust Nyx. But when Lin Qiye walked out of the cocoon and heard the conversation between the two, he chose to help Nyx once.

From the preciousness of the piece of soil she gave to Lin Qiye, Zhou Ping could confirm that Nyx really treated Lin Qiye as her own child.

Such a pure and great mother is worthy of his sword.

Lin Qiye looked at the two of them in confusion. Although he didn't know what they had talked about when he was away, it seemed that they had reached some kind of deal...

Lin Qiye was not clear about the content of the transaction, but he believed that Nix would never cheat Zhou Ping.

A Greek god of creation and a human swordsman. Even though they had never met or even heard of each other before, they both formed a united front with their trust in Lin Qiye as a bond.

Trust is sometimes such a wonderful thing.

Nyx nodded, lifted the hem of her black skirt, and bowed gently to Zhou Ping, "Thank you."

Zhou Ping took a deep breath and thrust the [Qi Yuan] long sword in his left hand directly into the ground beneath him. He gripped the hilt tightly, and the clear sword intent in his eyes soared into the sky again.

bite--!!

The clear and loud sound of swords echoed between heaven and earth, and the tumbling sword energy mixed with sword principles surged out from the void!

The sword energy swirled around Zhou Ping like a wave, turning into a terrifying vortex and pouring into the Qi Yuan sword in his hand. The strong wind blew his black clothes flying.

Sword intent, sword energy, and sword rules were all pouring into the sword frantically.

Seeing this scene, Lin Qiye asked loudly in the strong wind: "Senior Sword Saint, what are you going to do?"

Zhou Ping's figure gradually blurred in the sword storm, and he spoke calmly:

"My body has almost reached its limit.

But, I can still strike again.

This sword...

I will hold Olympus accountable on behalf of Daxia.

I want them to know that this sword... comes from a human."

boom--!!

The sword energy around him surged again, turning into a surging sea of ​​sword energy. Blood mist burst out from Zhou Ping's body and turned into white silk that dissipated in the air.

His body disappeared rapidly in the sword energy, like an old photo that was gradually fading.

His chest gradually became transparent, his left hand holding the sword disappeared, and his head also became blurry...

He is going to disappear.

"Lin Qiye, I won't say goodbye to you. If possible, maybe we will meet again...

At that time, you don’t necessarily have to become strong, but I hope that you can always stay by each other’s side like you do now.

I am leaving...

Zhou Ping's voice gradually became weaker, and his body almost completely disappeared. Finally, he turned his head to look at the woman in the black dress, his eyes emitting a bright sword light.

"Nyx, take this sword... and kill your way through Olympus for me."

Bang--!

The last piece of his body turned into white threads of law and dissipated in the air.

There was dead silence between heaven and earth.

today,

Great Xia Sword Immortal Zhou Ping...

Transform into the Tao in the mist.

The last ray of sword intent that rolled between heaven and earth poured into the [Qi Yuan] long sword that was inserted into the ground. The sword body emitted a terrifying sword light and vibrated violently. Endless murderous intent surged out from it.

At this moment, Nyx, who was standing in a pool of blood, took a step forward, reached out to grab the last few white threads of the law, and astonishing divine power burst out from his eyes!

An extreme darkness instantly enveloped her palm.

The white threads of law that she caught twisted desperately, but could not escape from Nyx's palm. She murmured, and her black star gauze skirt fluttered, and she grabbed back with force!

The last strand of white silk that floated away condensed again in Nyx's palm, turning into a heart as clear as glass, floating tightly in the air.

This is Zhou Ping's heart.

Although this heart has stopped beating, pure light still flows through it, emitting an intoxicating glow.

Nyx grabbed the hem of her skirt with her other hand and pulled it hard, tearing off a large piece of the night.

The night light gently covered the outside of the glass heart, like a piece of cloth without thickness, wrapping it up and completely isolating it from the outside world. The flowing light was obscured in the darkness, without any leakage.

The law of night completely seals this heart.

After doing all this, a pale look appeared on Nyx's face, and the hem of her skirt that was missing a corner did not grow back.

For her, who was still in the soul state, it was really exhausting to hide Zhou Ping's perception of the sword law. And this kind of trauma to the soul cannot be recovered in a few years or decades...

But in the end, she fulfilled her promise.

She held the heart in her hands, her expression solemn and dignified, and slowly walked in front of Lin Qiye.

"Mother, this..."

"I made some deals with your teacher, but don't worry, his soul consciousness has been left in this heart and will not dissipate. You can bring it back to Daxia, maybe... someone can save his life." Nyx said solemnly.

Lin Qiye stretched out his hands, carefully took the heart, and held it in his arms.

"Mother, are you leaving too?"

Nyx turned around, her eyes staring quietly in a certain direction, and nodded.

"Well, it's time to settle old grudges."

Lin Qiye looked into those eyes, took a deep breath, and a thousand words came to his lips, but they only turned into a few simple words:

"Bon voyage, mother."

"Take good care of yourself. Mother will come back to find you after everything is dealt with." Nyx looked at him and smiled slightly. Then she turned around, pulled out the long sword with a sinister aura on the ground, and took a step forward.

The black skirt was like a night curtain, covering the entire sky. Nyx held the God-Slaying Sword in her hand, and the flame of revenge burned in her eyes...

The night sky in a corner of the east was dyed deep red.