Chapter 508
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Chapter 508: The Unbreakable Ceiling
Drip, drip, drip…
The sound of the heart rate monitor echoed in the hospital room as Shen Qingzhu pushed open the door and stepped into the corridor outside.
“How is it?” Lin Qiye stood up and asked.
“Temporarily out of life-threatening danger.”
The expressions of Lin Qiye and the others relaxed a bit, and Bai Li Pangpang couldn’t help but exclaim, “I didn’t expect that this ninth seat, who acted so heroically, was actually an undercover. I thought he was just plain foolish…”
Cao Yuan rolled his eyes silently beside him. “You think everyone is like you?”
“??? Old Cao, have you lost it again? Want to find a place to spar?”
Cao Yuan’s mouth twitched slightly. “Wait for me two days.”
“Wait two days? What can you do in two days… hmm?” Bai Li Pangpang suddenly thought of something and looked at Cao Yuan suspiciously. “You’re not about to break through, are you?”
“I already touched the threshold during training in the warehouse. After this battle, that feeling has become even stronger…” Cao Yuan looked down at his hands. “I have a premonition that in these two days, I will break through.”
“Uh… Old Cao, I was just joking with you, hehehe…”
Joking… It’s fine to cross a realm, but who would dare to face Cao Yuan in a one-on-one fight in his berserk state?
Well, except for my sister Lan.
“Ahem, ahem, ahem…”
A slight cough came from the other side of the chair. Lin Qiye and the others turned to see Zhou Ping quietly sitting in the corner, coughing softly.
“Senior Sword Saint, why don’t you go get checked out and rest a bit?” Lin Qiye said with some concern.
Zhou Ping shook his head. “Just a minor injury, and… divine power can’t be treated in a hospital.”
He had fought with Osiris, and both had been injured. However, Osiris only had external wounds from the sword energy, while Zhou Ping had part of his body eroded by the divine power of the God of the Underworld, which was an internal injury.
Such injuries, of course, could not be healed by modern medicine.
Lin Qiye and the others exchanged glances, their expressions turning serious.
Zhou Ping was not only their teacher but also humanity’s highest combat power. His body having issues was undoubtedly a significant matter.
“There’s no need to wear that expression,” Zhou Ping said, seeing the heavy looks on Lin Qiye and the others’ faces. “It’s just a minor injury; I’m not dying immediately. When fighting gods, how can one avoid injuries?”
Having spent so much time with Lin Qiye and the others, Zhou Ping had relaxed a bit, no longer as restrained and vigilant as at the beginning, and their communication had become much more natural.
In Zhou Ping’s eyes, Lin Qiye and the others had gradually transformed from “troublesome strangers” to “troublesome acquaintances,” and finally into “not so troublesome students of mine.”
Of course, this was the result of Lin Qiye and the others’ continuous efforts over the past few months…
They were among the few exceptions Zhou Ping had.
Lin Qiye and the others sighed deeply.
“Senior Sword Saint, you’re so powerful yet can only tie with gods. Has anyone ever killed a god in human history?” Bai Li Pangpang asked curiously.
Zhou Ping shook his head. “No, standing shoulder to shoulder with gods and killing gods are two entirely different matters.
Throughout history, there have always been a few exceptional individuals who could fight gods without losing, but that’s about it. The so-called gods are not just another form of life; they are also embodiments of certain laws.
And only the laws can erase the laws.
Humans are merely creatures that exist within the laws. No matter how strong they become, as long as they cannot grasp the power of the laws, they cannot kill gods.
This is a fundamental difference in the essence of life.”
Lin Qiye and the others pondered this.
“Then is it possible for humans to master the laws?” An Qingyu’s eyes were filled with curiosity.
“…Perhaps, it’s impossible.” Zhou Ping paused for a moment. “At least historically, no one has ever achieved it.”
Upon hearing this answer, the corridor fell into silence.
“Do you know why we are called the pinnacle of humanity?” Zhou Ping continued. “Because this realm is the highest peak that humanity can reach; beyond this… there is no path.
Although many exceptionally gifted individuals throughout history have tried to break this ceiling, they all failed.
The pinnacle of humanity represents the honor of humanity’s highest combat power, but it is also a kind of shame.
Therefore, the vast majority of those at the pinnacle of humanity dislike this title.”
In the silence,
Lin Qiye slowly opened his mouth. “So, humans can never defeat gods?”
Zhou Ping was silent for a moment. “Theoretically, yes, but…”
“But what?” The eyes of everyone brightened.
“But Ye Fan believes I can.” Zhou Ping sighed helplessly. “He always believes that I am the most likely person to break this ceiling and reach a realm that no one has ever reached.”
“Commander Ye?” Lin Qiye asked in confusion. “Why?”
“I don’t know either.” Zhou Ping slowly closed his eyes. “I’m just an ordinary person; I don’t know why he has such great hopes for me…”
Ordinary person…
Lin Qiye’s mouth twitched slightly.
An Qingyu stared at Zhou Ping, his eyes filled with unprecedented curiosity. He licked his lips, lost in thought.
From his waist, the MP3 played Jiang Er’s voice:
“What are you thinking?”
After all, they were in a hospital, and Jiang Er did not appear in ghost form but instead transformed into a magnetic field, hiding inside An Qingyu’s MP3.
“The strongest combat power of humanity with the potential to break the ceiling… I really want to dissect it…” An Qingyu murmured.
Jiang Er:…
What a strange person.
Jiang Er thought to himself.
Just as everyone was talking, a crisp phone ring sounded.
Zhou Ping was taken aback, pulled out his phone from his pocket, and answered.
“…Hello?” he spoke softly.
“…”
“What?!”
Zhou Ping suddenly stood up from his seat, a rare look of shock appearing in his eyes. The next moment, he bent down and uncontrollably started coughing.
“Cough, cough, cough… Okay, I understand. I’ll wait for you here.”
Zhou Ping’s sudden reaction startled Lin Qiye and the others. Since they met him, they had never seen him with such a serious expression.
“Senior Sword Saint, what happened?” Bai Li Pangpang asked tentatively.
Zhou Ping held the phone, standing still for a moment, then turned to Lin Qiye and the others, his brow slightly furrowed.
“Everyone, immediately return to the safe house with me. Ye Fan will arrive in twelve minutes.”
“Commander Ye?” Lin Qiye and the others exchanged glances, confusion evident in their eyes. “Haven’t the issues here been resolved? What is Commander Ye coming here for now?”
Zhou Ping shook his head. “If nothing unexpected happens, the remaining two cities can only be handled by you all…
Something has happened in the north.”
