On the plane, Shang Yan sat next to Zhou Ping. Ever since Ye Fan received a phone call, his expression had become increasingly serious.
"The Egyptian wind god Hugh has dug up the half of the city closest to the fog, and the residents of the other half have been safely evacuated," he said, looking out the window.
Yes, the Emperor of Fengdu had just left this place to save the day in Lintang City, and now this place has been raided, and the fragments of Fengdu have been dug up again.
The population above the city, the mountains, rivers, and the fragments of Fengdu underground were all dug up by Fengshen Xiu.
"The Great Xia Gods are still repairing the Heavenly Court's origins. Their Great Dao is incomplete, so they cannot leave the realm. The Fengdu Emperor has already used the laws to ensure that the people in the city whose territory was excavated are still alive..."
After listening calmly to Ye Fan's explanation, Zhou Ping nodded. "We cannot abandon the people in that city."
“The Wind God Xiu will definitely return to his Egyptian divine kingdom, Sun City. As long as we intercept him on the way and retrieve the fragments, there won't be any problems.” As he said this, he glanced at Shang Yan, who was sitting quietly beside him. “Yan Yan, you stay here…”
“He can’t go far. I’ll go with you.” Shang Yan shook his head slightly. “After all, since Ye Fan brought us here, it means he wants us to take action.”
Ye Fan: ...
"Guan Zai is still in seclusion, and Master Fu and Lu Wuwei are on their way..." Ye Fan coughed lightly, "I've also informed Guan Zai..."
"To be frank, Master is good at guarding, and Lu Wuwei's speed is too slow... Besides, since you brought us here, you must want us to take action," Zhou Ping sighed softly.
Or rather, they wanted him to take action.
"You chose us from the very beginning."
“But I can’t let Shang Yan take this risk with me…” he said, as they had already been taken to their destination.
Shang Yan, who had been looking down, narrowed his pupils, unsure whether Zhou Ping had noticed something.
“Shang Yan, you are not a god here, there is no need for you to come with me to take risks.” Zhou Ping looked at Shang Yan, who had been unusually quiet the whole way, and slowly said.
He looked down at the torn city below, slowly exhaled, and got up to jump off the plane.
"..." Shang Yan looked at his resolute back, chuckled softly, and then took out a megaphone from somewhere.
"I'll count to three, and if you don't turn around, I'm really going to get angry."
Ye Fan sat next to Shang Yan, his face trembling from the loud noise coming from the loudspeaker.
"three."
Zhou Ping, who was flying forward through the air, suddenly froze.
"two."
Zhou Ping slowly turned around; he looked back.
"one."
Ye Fan looked at Zhou Ping, who was flying backwards in front of Shang Yan, speechless, and put his hand to his forehead.
What kind of violation is this?
"I really don't have time to watch you guys make a scene." Ye Fan couldn't hold back any longer. He reached out, picked up Shang Yan, and threw him outside.
A beautiful parabola traced its path through the air.
Ye Fan possessed astonishing arm strength and excellent aim, managing to throw Shang Yan right in front of Zhou Ping.
Shang Yan immediately reached out and hugged Zhou Ping's waist. "Let's go."
As soon as he finished speaking, some kind of shackles on his body were broken, and a black halo slowly rose and floated above his head, thus revealing his complete divine power.
Seeing that there was no way to escape, Zhou Ping didn't waste any words. He lightly tapped the sword case, and a loud sword sound resounded through the sky.
With a flash of sword light and eerie glow, two figures rushed towards the misty area beyond the border.
After flying for a while, Zhou Ping glanced at Shang Yan, whose expression was inscrutable, and wanted to speak, but then pursed his lips.
There are too many uncertain dangers in the fog; perhaps this time it is a trap set by the Outer Gods to lure them.
Maybe there's a bunch of Outer Gods waiting for them there.
Therefore, the fewer people who fall into this trap, the better.
Zhou Ping had never seen Shang Yan's fully awakened divine nature, but even if his divine nature were fully awakened, he would still only be a god...
They're facing more than one challenge...
This is his responsibility; he is the Sword Saint of Great Xia.
He spoke softly, "Yan Yan, you don't need to..."
“It’s necessary.” Even if his voice was soft, Shang Yan was always the first to hear it. He turned his head, and ripples spread across his emerald eyes.
"You are the most important person to me, so it's necessary."
Upon hearing his words, Zhou Ping's heart stopped for a moment, and his dark pupils shone with an unusual light.
"...", the most important person?
Shang Yan stared intently ahead, his eyes seeming to pierce through the thick fog before him.
"Oh no, I forgot to tell Ye Fan what to do after we die. What if we don't make it back..." Zhou Ping muttered to himself as if he had suddenly remembered something.
Shang Yan was taken aback by his words, then smiled gently, "You have so little confidence in me?"
"Now is not the time to make your final arrangements. With me here, you can't possibly die." As soon as he finished speaking, a small flower-shaped mark appeared on Zhou Ping's neck.
Shang Yan smiled upon seeing this, "The promise has been made, and the contract is established."
Zhou Ping had a vague feeling that something was wrong. He followed Shang Yan's gaze and touched his neck, but found nothing.
...
Beyond the Great Xia border, a pale mist shrouded the entire land, including the sky.
Amidst the mist, a colossal black shadow hovered in the sky, slowly moving westward.
This dark figure is the city that Hugh, one of the nine Ennead gods of Egypt, dug up in Bactria.
At this moment, Hugh is leading this enormous city toward the Egyptian kingdom of the Sun City.
Putting everything else aside, the local specialty he brought is very valuable; being able to take away this local specialty shows he has considerable means.
The fragments of Fengdu beneath the city are emitting a ghostly light, and only under this light can the unconscious people inside the city remain safe.
Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks.
A bone sword was thrown from afar, and then a figure flashed in front of him.
After dodging the bone sword, Xiu suddenly looked behind him.
A figure with a black halo above his head emerged from the mist. His divine power descended, and his mere presence was enough to deter anyone from harboring any extraneous thoughts. All dark intentions felt utterly exposed.
In that instant, Feng Shenxiu actually began to repent for his... sins?
They even felt somewhat ashamed of themselves.
Looking at the god in front of him, dressed in a light blue robe and with a blue belt around his waist, Shang Yan smiled at him.
"Are you going to Sun City?" he asked somewhat warmly.
A faint sword light flashed into the city that Shang Yan was dragging along while he was talking to Feng Shenxiu.
"I am going to the Kingdom of Gods. Which god are you?" Hugh asked, his dark golden eyes narrowing as he scrutinized the god who had suddenly appeared before him.
The divine power emanating from this god I've never seen before is... somewhat familiar?
It looks like the law of life and death... but isn't that the law that Osiris controls?
"Oh, I am the new God of the Underworld. I want to join you. Can you take me to Sun City?" Shang Yan made up a story on the spot.
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