The detective agency at the 008 team's base.
The room was a mess, with bloodstains and dismembered limbs scattered everywhere. The smell of rotting flesh filled the nostrils. Six corpses were scattered haphazardly on the floor.
"You must be kidding me...?" Cao Yuan looked at the horrific scene before him, and somewhat uncertainly squatted down in front of the corpse to examine it closely.
The mangled corpse showed no signs of life, and the dried bloodstains around it were a horrifying sight.
The entire 008 squad was killed.
An Qingyu adjusted her glasses, her light gray eyes flickering slightly. "Judging from the degree of blood drying, they were killed eleven days ago. The windows and floor tiles were undamaged, indicating that the captain of the Boundless Realm didn't use his full strength, which means..."
There are two possibilities. One is that an acquaintance killed them before they could react, but this is less likely, considering that these are five Sea Realm experts and one Boundless Realm expert.
Another possibility is that someone intervened before the 008 team could react, resulting in an overwhelming difference in strength.
The television was still crackling.
Sasha—
Sasasa—
A small white ball flew in through the window and landed on Zhou Ping, bumping into him.
"Shang Yan has made a new discovery. There's an altar underground, located in the northern suburbs. He's currently digging a tunnel and should have reached the altar by now!"
Thinking that Shang Yan dared to make her run errands, 019 added fuel to the fire with a mischievous glint in her eye, "That altar over there is an altar of an evil god, and it's about to be activated successfully. Shang Yan can't defeat it, so he sent me to call you—"
Zhou Ping, who had been standing still, suddenly turned cold.
"I need to go find Shang Yan; he's in danger."
Lin Qiye and the others turned around one after another. "Brother Zhou Ping, how did you know... what happened to Brother Shang Yan?"
"There's an altar to an evil god over there that's about to be activated. I'm going there," Zhou Ping said, already standing by the window.
"I went and chopped down that altar."
The next moment, he disappeared from the spot.
The liar 019 didn't expect Zhou Ping to react so strongly. After jumping out of the window and flying into the sky, he arrived in the clouds above the northern suburbs almost instantly.
"Where is he?" Zhou Ping looked down.
019 shuddered, coughed twice, and pointed to an abandoned manor below, guided by its senses, "There, there."
"Hmm." The altar should be here.
bite--
The Dragon Elephant Sword broke free from its sheath on his back and flew into his hand.
Suddenly, the weather changed dramatically. Above the clouds, a figure swung a sword towards the abandoned manor.
With a single sword strike, the manor collapsed, revealing the underground altar.
Another sword strike.
The altar was shattered in two. Amidst the surging sword energy, the third seat on the ground, closest to the altar, was violently blasted away by the sword energy. After spitting out a mouthful of blood, he became mentally disoriented and fainted on the ground.
Immediately afterwards, the entire foundation of the manor collapsed and sank into the ground.
The earth trembled, and billowing dust filled the air.
Zhou Ping stared at the manor that had suddenly collapsed on a large scale and remained silent for a moment.
No... the area affected by the collapse is far too large...
"019, Shang Yan... was he digging underground before?" he asked uncertainly.
019 dared not say anything more, it trembled with fear, "Yes, yes."
Zhou Ping:!
Oh no! Shang Yan is still underground. Didn't those two sword strikes he just made bury his wife?
Just as Zhou Ping was about to go down and dig out his wife, his gaze sharpened as he looked at the void beside him.
"Hiding the head and revealing the tail," he said, and with a swift movement, the Dragon Elephant Sword in his hand slashed out, opening up a space on one side.
A man in a black tuxedo was forced to squeeze through. He glanced at Zhou Ping in front of him and cursed under his breath.
Damn, how did I manage to attract this attention?
All these actions were carried out very discreetly, so how did the Night's Watch leadership detect them?
Even if they noticed, there was no need to send the Sword Saint, was there?
"Who are you?" Zhou Ping asked calmly, his gaze fixed on the collapsed manor below, his expression tense.
Why hasn't Shang Yan come out yet...? Did they really bury him underground...?
Yiyu gave a forced smile, "I was just passing by..."
Damn, there's no way he can win in this situation. He can't possibly win. He just wants to sever all ties with the altar below and run away.
"Oh," Zhou Ping nodded.
"I'll see you off."
"Oh...oh...okay...?" Is the Sword Saint really that polite? Yiyu quickly turned around and tried to run away.
Just as he turned around, a sword aura was swung towards him.
"...Go to hell with Patrick Star's handmade delicious Krabby Patties!"
The incident happened so suddenly that the person in the dream didn't even know what they had said.
After swinging his sword once, Zhou Ping swung it twice more at him.
He calmly asked, "Where's my wife? Have you seen my wife?"
The person in front of him is inextricably linked to the altar below. Shang Yan arrived earlier than him, so he might have met Shang Yan before.
Before meeting him, Zhou Ping adopted an attitude that suggested he would kill him on the spot if he couldn't answer the question.
He was already drenched in sweat from his delirium.
His body, which had just been torn to pieces by the sword energy, was being repaired by the black light.
Forget about wives, he didn't even know the Sword Saint would appear here, how would he know where his dead wife went!
Yiyu just wants to escape, but he's been locked onto by Zhou Ping, and he can't escape on his own.
He lowered his head and roared at the manor, "What are you waiting for? If I die, you won't live either!"
A dog barked from the ruins of the collapsed manor, but that was all; the dog didn't come out.
"Woof—"
A hundred-meter-long blue-striped earth dragon suddenly appeared in Zhou Ping's field of vision, its enormous body crushing the manor, which was already in ruins, once again.
Countless green vines were wrapped around its huge wings, tightly binding it into a green rice dumpling.
The Wind Vein Earth Dragon was bound to the ground, its wings flapping weakly twice, but it failed to take off.
rambling: ...?
When Zhou Ping saw the vines on the Wind Vein Earth Dragon, his eyes lit up. He looked down and exclaimed, "Yan Yan?"
Seeing that he was distracted, Yiyu quickly turned around and ran away.
If not now, when?
As for the Wind Vein Earth Dragon, sorry, it's better to die for a fellow Daoist than for me.
Goodbye.
"Zhou Ping, hurry and chase after him!" Shang Yan suddenly rushed out from underground, covered in yellow dust. After emerging, he sat on the back of the Wind Vein Earth Dragon and waved towards the horizon.
"Hmm." Zhou Ping glanced at Shang Yan, then turned and chased after the direction in which the dream had run away.
Shang Yan touched the head of the wind-vein earth dragon beneath him and gave it a kind smile.
"Turn back into a puppy."
The wind and earth dragons ignored it and struggled desperately.
The dragon's roar resounded throughout heaven and earth.
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