Bzzzz—!!
A low hum echoed through the air as an armed helicopter hovered above the safe house, slowly descending.
Lin Qiye and the others stood before the house. The rotor wash sent their clothes flapping wildly, yet they stood firm as rocks, their eyes filled with gravity.
Shen Qingzhu was still at the hospital looking after the Ninth Seat, while Jiang Er had been placed in the safe house. After all, Commander Ye only intended to see Zhou Ping and the five of them. It was not appropriate for Jiang Er to appear at this time.
Once the helicopter had settled, a figure draped in a dark crimson cloak lightly leaped from the cabin and strode toward them.
He was Ye Fan, Commander of the Night Watchmen of Great Xia.
"Commander Ye." The moment they saw Ye Fan, Lin Qiye and the others immediately gave him a military salute.
Ye Fan swept his gaze across them and nodded slightly. "The situation is urgent, so I won't waste time chatting. Zhou Ping, have you prepared your things?"
Zhou Ping was still dressed in a black shirt, carrying a sword case on his back, with nothing in his hands.
"I have nothing to prepare," he said calmly.
"Commander Ye... what exactly happened in the north?" Baili Pangpang could not help asking.
Ye Fan glanced at him and sighed helplessly. "Fifteen minutes ago, the Ancient God Church activated the second altar it had prepared in Tianhe City..."
"The second altar?" Cao Yuan frowned tightly. "Tianhe City, isn't that..."
"Where Emperor Fengdu is," An Qingyu added.
"Yes." Ye Fan nodded. "The Ancient God Church had made two preparations from the very beginning. One Nether God Altar was placed in the south, where The Whisperer, one of the three agents of the ancient evil gods,