Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path
Chapter 423 - 378: Pre-battle Reflection, Ancient Tomb Military Formation

Chapter 423: Chapter 378: Pre-battle Reflection, Ancient Tomb Military Formation

"We’re late, thankfully we didn’t directly confront that person."

A cloaked figure with blonde hair and blue eyes stood in the dense forest, his eyes filled with caution.

The moment Father Sandle was backfired upon and died with an exploded head, Thompson really wanted to rally all the experts of the Eternal Life Group to kill their way into Dongjiang City.

In his opinion, Zhou Ping’an was strong but had limits. On their side were Spiritual Masters, Angel Armament, and a powerful arsenal that had long been lurking in the vicinity, so a storming battle shouldn’t have been a problem.

Just before they set out.

Thompson suddenly felt extremely uneasy; closing his eyes, it was as if whispers surfaced in his mind, the summoning of the Hell Devil.

Having this ominous feeling.

Some things must be thoroughly considered before acting.

He forcefully stopped the impulsive actions of Paladin Harris, and stealthily played it by ear, abducting Professor Zhuang for interrogation and focusing on the matters of the Ancient Tomb outside the city.

Let whoever wants to gnaw on hard bones do so. They should secure some benefits first.

It turned out that his cautious actions were very necessary and, moreover, extremely wise.

Looking at the giant eye that appeared in the air before him reflecting images, Thompson couldn’t help but gasp.

He wasn’t entirely sure about the extent of "Smoke Dragon" Ruan Yucheng’s power with his smoking pipe, but he had seen the old fellow clash with the Paladin’s Angel Armament a few times; as for combat power, Harris had the most say.

Turning his head to look at Paladin Harris, he saw that the knight, who had lost the fearless edge of his early days in Dongjiang, now had pupils tightly contracted, mouth slightly open, and a trace of sweat on his forehead.

Having reached the S-level in genetic fusion and also diligent in cultivating Holy Power, controlling the metabolism of his own body had become second nature, and sweating, this physiological phenomenon, was essentially a thing of the past for them.

Yet now, he was beginning to sweat.

One could imagine the immense shock such a scene in the distance had on Harris’s heart.

"We can’t win, we really can’t win. The nature of his power is very abnormal, and I can’t find a corresponding template. If I must make a comparison, it seems a bit similar to the ’Godchild’..."

"Are you sure?"

Thompson initially had wanted to enjoy a good laugh, thinking that this lucky drunkard was ultimately incapable of withstanding great affairs and would reveal his true colors the moment he faced a real challenge.

However, he ended up hearing Harris utter such a statement.

The ’Godchild’ was a taboo research project of the Eternal Life Group, the achievements of which were so far only known at the upper levels.

But Harris, having undergone training at the ’Holy Hall’, not only knew about it but had also seen it.

If he said it was somewhat similar to the power of the ’Godchild’, then it certainly was.

He was simply not an enemy that someone of his S-level could handle.

As a matter of fact, he understood the other’s fear even more than Harris did.

At the entrance of the Ancient Tomb, armed with Angel Armament, he suddenly made a move, clashing with Ruan Yucheng’s Smoke Dragon for a few exchanges, with neither side gaining the upper hand.

In other words, these two S-level experts actually had comparable strengths.

So the question was, Ruan Yucheng charged up with gusto only to be blown apart by a punch.

If Harris had gone up, how much better could he have fared?

No, it would have to be somewhat better.

He had Angel Armament, with Biomechanics assisting him; even if it was one punch per person, it would take two punches to kill him.

With this thought in mind.

Thompson had already lost the desire to laugh at his companion and felt a headache coming on.

The opponent’s strength had far exceeded his expectations.

The earlier plan had to be stopped immediately, or else, the consequences would be beyond his ability to bear.

The current situation could not be resolved by simply summoning one or two experts... It’s likely that the headquarters would also find it difficult.

But there was some good news, too.

Since Zhou Ping’an could become so strong in such a short period, it indirectly proved that the opportunity he had obtained was definitely more precious than one could imagine.

"Damn it, Chen Guangyuan, if you’re going to collaborate, you should act the part of a collaborator. Hiding things just led to sinking yourself and causing Eternal Life Group to make a misjudgment, losing troops and failing to gain any benefits,"

Thompson cursed inwardly, feeling heartache for the treasures that were missed in the General’s Tomb.

His Spiritual Cultivation was stuck at the stage of shaping the external form of the body, lacking a clear direction for breakthrough; if he could obtain some treasures from the General’s Tomb, he might have stepped right in.

According to the rumors, besides Dong Qingshan, Jacob also got some treasures, whose way of attacking was somewhat similar to his own, but he missed that chance.

"Huh..."

Just as Thompson was thinking about this, he felt a vibration from his chest.

He took out the communicator and looked at it, his face bursting with elation.

"There’s news from Jacob’s side, he’s been hiding in a seaside fishing village all this time, without leaving.

What are we waiting for? There’s no progress here at the Ancient Tomb for the time being, let’s leave for a while, steer clear of Zhou Ping’an’s sharpness before we talk more..."

"We haven’t heard anything for so long, why is it that the moment Zhou Ping’an moves, Jacob makes an appearance? Could there be some connection between the two?"

Harris, however, looked puzzled and asked with some confusion.

Thompson was slightly startled, turned his head to look at his companion, knowing that the knight had been thoroughly frightened by the recent scene and was still reeling with fear, anxious that anything he encountered could be a trap.