Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path
Chapter 434 - 385

Chapter 434: 385

"Use me as the center; evacuate everyone within a 500-meter radius."

Killing intent surged within Zhou Ping’an, and a suppressive aura enveloped the area. The elite forces that rushed to the scene all felt a heavy weight in their hearts, as if they couldn’t catch their breath.

The Dongjiang Police Security acted on his order immediately. The sounds of vehicles starting and people running could be heard. The residents in Jinguiyuan and personnel from Third Group, everyone in and around this street block, were all evacuated.

Tang Tang looked worried, "The city defense has been notified and will do its best to intercept aerial forces. In theory, even if it’s an attack from the sea, since they don’t know the specific layout of the buildings and defense network in the city, we should be confident in intercepting it.

But if it’s orders coming from Linhai, there are no secrets for Dongjiang."

Zhou Ping’an understood the meaning of her words.

An attack from the sea was from an external enemy. No matter what, it had to be defended against at all costs. Even if aerial forces entered, they could generally be intercepted in time.

However, if it was the upper-level city from the inside, that was a different story. With personnel moving in and out and system maintenance interconnected, no one could guarantee that the defense system parameters of Dongjiang City hadn’t been leaked or that they had always been under Linhai’s monitoring and control.

In other words, if Linhai initiated an attack, Dongjiang wouldn’t be able to defend against it.

"Don’t worry. I reckon it’s just satellite positioning, targeting precise strikes, not covering a large area. As long as we intercept subsequent flying forces, that should be enough."

Zhou Ping’an spoke in a deep voice.

This wasn’t a conclusion he came to based on limited information.

Instead, it was a vague sense of danger in the depths of his being, a premonition telling him of what might come.

Standing in his own yard, he felt a chilling sensation on his back, as if a great disaster was looming.

This feeling was incredibly distinct, giving Zhou Ping’an the urge to break into a run.

It also made him realize that if he were at the epicenter of an explosion, his current physical condition wouldn’t withstand it—he had no chance of survival.

Moreover, he had tried running more than three hundred meters away, and the sense of crisis faded.

Returning to the yard, the feeling intensified.

Clearly, the attack’s radius would affect a three-hundred-meter area, with shockwaves potentially spreading in all directions, but the impact beyond that would not be significant.

This was exactly why he had ordered the evacuation of everyone within a five-hundred-meter radius.

’So early to sense a deadly crisis? It seems that obtaining the Red Lotus Contemplation Diagram from the battle with Saintess Yunling has been a tremendous invisible aid to me.’

’The body is a vessel to traverse the world, but the soul is the true foundation. Only when the soul is strong enough to a certain degree can it control the entire power of the body, unleashing its full potential...’

At such a time, Zhou Ping’an’s mind was exceptionally clear.

His understanding of the body and soul, nature and fate, deepened another layer.

In his Sea of Consciousness, the Karma Fire Red Lotus fluttered like flames...

He seemed to already see certain fragments related to his personal safety and destiny.

’Around one more minute left...’

The communicator blinked red.

Zhou Ping’an tapped to open it and saw the anxious faces of his mother and sister squeezed onto the screen.

"Bro, Mom and I have already followed Sister Mingyue to the Guanhai Building. You should leave too, they’re saying it’s dangerous. Why are you still waiting there? Are you silly?"

Perhaps due to being overly frightened and helpless, Zhou Xiaolan spoke irreverently, almost on the verge of cursing.

But it was their mother, her lips quivering, "Don’t worry about us, don’t have any reservations."

She had experienced the flight and relocation years ago. She knew the dangers of war. At this time, anything she said would be false. Without instilling fear in the enemy, peace could not be assured.

"Don’t worry, Mom, this kind of situation will never happen again."

Watching the communicator’s screen go dark, Zhou Ping’an fell into a brief silence, wondering if his actions towards outsiders had been too lenient?

Or perhaps, were some people too naive? Completely unaware of the disparities in strength, and overestimating themselves.

All he could say was that the world is full of surprises.

You can’t expect some idiots to use their brains.

They are used to being high above others, incapable of tolerating the slightest dissent.

They believe that the world revolves around them.

Zhou Ping’an opened the small crocodile clip on his collar, turned on the live stream, and ignored tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of viewers pouring in in an instant.

He just squinted up at the sky.

He spoke gravely, "We meet again. As witnesses to the scene unfolding before us, I don’t know if you feel honored or saddened.

You can’t imagine how some people have no bottom line...

I’ve received news. Dongjiang City is about to face an aerial strike. Yes, you guessed it right— the target is Jinguiyuan, where your host is currently standing..."

Zhou Ping’an used as few words as possible to tell the millions of fans in the live stream about the situation.

This was both a testament and a source of popularity.

Though, to be live streaming at such a time was indeed a bit ridiculous.

It was also embarrassing.

He had no choice, his cultivation required this. He had to do such childish things. After all, one must learn to give up certain things to attain others.

This, Zhou Ping’an had understood long ago.

"It’s here, Senior Sister, hold on tight."

Zhou Ping’an looked up at the distant sky. Through the thin clouds, he saw a light flare suddenly appear far away, rapidly approaching...

"The first to arrive is a laser-guided, long-range strike..."

Although he had anticipated this, seeing it made Zhou Ping’an still feel a little incredulous.

He couldn’t understand at all which people could make such a decision.

It’s like they’re treating war as child’s play.

With his arms tightly around Senior Sister Tangtang’s slender waist, Zhou Ping’an tapped the ground lightly with his feet. His figure created faint ripples in the air, and in a flash, he was seven or eight meters away. Having just steadied himself, he turned his head, only to see a screeching sound within Jinguiyuan residential area, as if a sun had lit up...

Boom...

The massive shock made the entire city quiver, and the aftershocks on the ground spread out like waves.

Bright red and white light blossomed outward like flower petals.

Black smoke billowed into the sky, taking the shape of a tree canopy.

The first great roar hadn’t even faded when all of Dongjiang City looked up at the sky with blank expressions. Then, another flame, missing by less than ten meters, struck again within Jinguiyuan.

"Two shots, very good, do they really want me dead that much? As expected, the city’s defense interception system didn’t function; it seems the automatic identification system malfunctioned, treating these two missiles as ’friendly fire’..."

Zhou Ping’an shifted his gaze, his eyes sparkling with starlight, and looked toward the northwest. He saw three dark figures in the sky slowly approaching.

"Senior sister, you stay in charge at the Guanhai Building. I’ll be right back."

Having finished speaking, Zhou Ping’an pulled out a long, faint blue spear from behind him.

With a light tap of his toes on the ground, he had already crossed to the rooftop of the tall building. After several leaps and bounds, within barely ten seconds, he arrived at a sparse, vegetated peak to the west of the city.

He didn’t notice.

The live broadcast was now in disarray.

[Quick, so fast... my eyes are spinning.]

[Is this real? Are they not shooting a blockbuster movie?]

[Goodness gracious, the host’s house has been bombed, where did the bombs come from, does anyone have a bird’s-eye analysis of where the attack originated from?]

[Linhai, this direction, only Linhai could have launched it. Although it’s hard to believe, I have to uphold my professional integrity. The entire coastal region for thousands of miles, all within Linhai’s striking range. No farther launch base or ground could hit Dongjiang.

If it were an attack from the sea, the direction would also be incorrect.]

[What does the host want to do? He seems very angry...]

[No kidding, how can he not be angry? I feel that this time, Linhai has really gotten itself into trouble.]

[Could it be that they have never seen the host’s video in Proluo State? Are those two hundred million views all fake or what?]

...

Just in this short while, three million more people had joined the live broadcast room.

Gradually, the comment section flowed like a waterfall, and hardly anyone had the heart to speak anymore.

They couldn’t see clearly, and there wasn’t time to watch.

Because there on the hillside, Zhou Ping’an was already aiming his gun.

Three helicopters, buzzing as they raced toward Dongjiang, still targeting Xingfu Street and the location of Jinguiyuan.

Were they so afraid that two missiles hadn’t killed their target that they’re launching another bombardment?

Zhou Ping’an’s gaze was icy as he nearly guessed the attackers’ intentions.

"Pew..."

The Particle Ripple Gun trembled slightly, and a blue-white beam ripped through the sky, shooting straight for two thousand meters.

The three helicopters, flying in a formation shaped like the Chinese character ’品’, had just lowered their noses, descending to eight hundred meters above the ground, when the first helicopter started to wobble out of control, spewing black smoke, and plunged towards the mountains outside the city.

Then, one after the other.

Two more blue-white beams hit their marks.

The two helicopters following behind also lost control at the same time.

One spiraled down to its demise.

The other lurched upward and then dove towards the ground, upside down.

[He directly destroyed their steering systems, yet there was no attack on the storage boxes, I estimate the pilots weren’t even killed, he wants a live capture...]

[Such surgical precision in shooting, they just had to mess with Zhou, the King of Hell, and now there’s big trouble brewing.]

Those who flooded into the live broadcast room first were undoubtedly old fans who were very familiar with Zhou Ping’an’s style of conduct. At a glance, they understood how the situation would develop.

They of course knew that using a Particle Ripple Gun to hit a helicopter was not difficult for Zhou Ping’an.

The real challenge was ensuring the pilots didn’t die.

Then, everyone saw that from the live broadcast camera zooming out and focusing, the three uncontrollably smoking helicopters, two of which crashed in the wilderness.

One exploded with a bang, leveling a small hill.

The other crashed in a plain, creating a small lake.

And yet another one cleared out a patch of land within the dense forest.

One could imagine just how many bombs the three helicopters carried.

And how powerful those were.

Initially, there had been some concern whether Zhou Ping’an might have mistakenly targeted civilians as enemies. But now, there was no room for anymore doubt.

After all, which private helicopter would be carrying bombs of such payload? This was not a joke.

In the sky, two white blossoms bloomed lingeringly as they fell.

Those were two large parachutes.

[Parachuting at this time, are they smart or foolish?]

Looking at the pilots who had managed to perform difficult maneuvers to escape from the two helicopters in midair, the viewers in the live broadcast room exhaled in unison.