Chapter 555
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Chapter 555: Scaring Away
Above the heavens.
The body of the God of Yellow Sand, Set, was shattered by the sword energy, falling into the endless mist. Until death, his eyes remained filled with terror as they stared ahead, his face etched with disbelief.
“Cough, cough, cough…”
Zhou Ping lowered his head and began to cough violently.
Bang, bang, bang—!!
A large amount of blood mist erupted from his body, his flesh, skin, internal organs, and bones disintegrating at an astonishing speed, transforming into laws and dispersing into the air.
After this sword strike, two-thirds of his body had already vanished.
Now, Zhou Ping stood with one arm wielding the sword, his chest hollow and empty.
The power of the laws used in this sword was too overwhelming; even with just one strike, it was beyond what his body could endure, but the effect was evident…
This sword had killed a deity.
A smile appeared on Zhou Ping’s blood-stained face.
He had done it.
He was the first person in human history to step into the realm of the “Red Dust Sword Immortal,” the first to leave laws on the path, the first to slay a deity…
In these few short minutes, he had created history multiple times, but he did not care much about that.
What mattered to him was that he had not broken his promise.
He had fulfilled that half-promise.
Zhou Ping gripped the sword with one hand, his gaze slowly falling on the Wind God beside him, his eyes narrowing slightly.
Having witnessed Set’s death firsthand, the Wind God, Xiu, was still stained with his blood. He had not yet emerged from the shock of that earth-shattering sword strike; his consciousness lingered on the moment Set was slain…
Even though the fact had unfolded before him, he still could not believe that this human had truly… killed a deity.
When he felt Zhou Ping’s gaze again, sensing the unmasked killing intent, he snapped back to reality, the fear he had suppressed rising to the surface once more, and it was even stronger than before!
He could really kill him!
But thinking of the Sun God’s will, he had to force himself to calm down.
This human’s body could not withstand the sword’s laws; he had only unleashed one strike, and his body was already on the verge of collapse. In his current state, he might not be able to unleash another strike…
As long as he held on, this human would soon meet his end, and then he could take the city back.
He looked into Zhou Ping’s eyes and said calmly, “You have already unleashed one sword strike.”
Zhou Ping looked at him calmly, “So?”
“…Given your current condition, you cannot unleash another sword strike.”
Zhou Ping’s eyes narrowed slightly, pure killing intent resurfacing within them.
“Is that so?” Zhou Ping said flatly, “I am still alive, my sword is still here, my hand that wields the sword is still here… What makes you think I cannot strike again?”
He raised his left hand, and the sharp, killing intent of the sword laws surged back into his sword from the void!
The sound of the sword rang out again!
The rolling waves of sword energy erupted around him, dispersing the surrounding mist, and the sword intent that filled the heavens and earth spread once more!
This was Zhou Ping’s second sword to slay a deity!
Feeling the identical sword intent to the previous one, Xiu’s face turned pale. He had not expected that after killing Set, this human still had the strength to unleash a second sword!
He had witnessed the entire process of Set’s beheading; even at his peak, he would not dare to take this sword head-on. Moreover, he had already fought Zhou Ping twice and was injured. If this sword were unleashed, he did not believe he could fare better than Set.
This human’s condition was indeed terrible, but as long as he could unleash another sword, the threat to him was infinitely great.
He did not dare to face this second sword.
After hesitating for a moment, a look of determination appeared in his eyes. Taking advantage of the fact that the sword’s momentum had not yet been unleashed, he pulled at the void behind him with both hands.
The gale tore open a corner of the void, and he stepped in, causing his entire body to vanish within.
The pressure of the Wind God instantly disappeared without a trace.
He had fled.
Zhou Ping’s sword halted in mid-air as he closed his eyes, carefully sensing his surroundings. Once he confirmed that the Wind God had truly escaped, he slowly lowered his sword.
This was not the first time Xiu had escaped from Zhou Ping’s grasp. When Zhou Ping first arrived, he had forced Xiu back with a sword, saving the city from his hands. At that time, he had also used this method to tear through space, instantly moving thousands of miles away.
He would not be back in a short time.
At the moment the sword was lowered, several more bursts of blood mist erupted from Zhou Ping’s body, his form becoming increasingly blurred.
His complexion was somewhat weak, but a look of relief appeared in his eyes.
His strategy had worked.
Zhou Ping’s current state could indeed allow him to unleash another sword, but the power of the laws he could wield for this sword was probably only one-third of the previous sword… which meant he could indeed strike, but this second sword would not be able to slay a deity.
If Xiu did not flee and chose to stay and continue fighting him, Zhou Ping’s only option would be to risk the last bit of his body to exchange for Xiu’s serious injury.
Thus, from the very beginning, Zhou Ping had been building momentum for himself, whether it was the oppressive sword intent, the laws filling the heavens and earth, or his words, all were preparations for this moment.
He wanted them to feel that he stood here today to slay a deity.
The sword he used to kill the God of Yellow Sand, Set, could have been divided into two strikes, which would have minimized the burden on his body, but he still chose to draw upon so much power from the laws to complete that earth-shattering moment of slaying a deity.
The goal was to make the surviving deity believe that he possessed the ability to slay a deity with a single sword.
In the end, his initial move successfully scared the opponent away.
Now, there was still one last thing left to accomplish…
Zhou Ping gripped his sword, gathering the remaining breath he had, like a black lightning bolt, racing toward the shattered city.
…
Amidst the surging waves of “mystery.”
Several figures converged together, like a sharp blade, cutting through the dense beast tide, forcefully blocking the fierce “mysteries” from crossing even a step beyond the Fengdu laws.
Songs, gun flashes, knife shadows, forbidden objects… Their attacks formed a vast net, intertwining outside the shattered city, reaping a large number of “mystery” lives.
Roar, roar, roar—!!
Behind the “mysteries,” several powerful giant beasts sensed the presence of danger and began to growl deeply, each of their forbidden ruins opening up and spreading toward those figures.
At the forefront of the tide, most of the “mysteries” were weak creatures that had not reached the “Sea” realm. Lin Qiye and the others could easily cut them down with their various means, but they had never let their guard down.
They knew very well that the real challenge in this beast tide lay in the powerful “mysteries” hidden behind the tide.
