Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path
Chapter 443 - 393: Battle for Faith, Cover the Sky with One Hand

Chapter 443: Chapter 393: Battle for Faith, Cover the Sky with One Hand

Eastern Sea, the depths of the ocean.

Harris sometimes ran onto the deck to watch for any movement on the sea’s surface.

Then he would run back to the projection room to watch the images being projected, as well as the messages flooding in like a waterfall.

Yes, he was watching a live broadcast.

"Why aren’t they coming for the rendezvous? If that Zhou Ping’an figures it out, we won’t be able to get away."

Harris growled anxiously and in a low voice.

Having lost the Angel Armament, for some reason, this S-rank Holy Swordsman seemed as if his spine had been broken, his mental state in complete disarray, and he was extremely nervous.

"Don’t worry. Bishop Brown himself has made arrangements; we just need to wait patiently."

Thompson was equally anxious, clutching a heavy lead box, not daring to relax for a moment.

He even continuously used his precious spiritual power to monitor the crew and passengers around him closely.

Since they had boarded the ship from Yuanxi City port in disguise, he had been in this state.

"Can I not be anxious? At first, I thought this was going to be an easy mission, but what happened? Zhou Ping’an turned out to be of King Level strength, slaying the Wolf King with a single blow...

And that damned Ancient Tomb, it’s definitely not as simple as we imagined, just a relic waiting to be excavated. There must be earth-shattering secrets within. We couldn’t even break through the outer defenses, this trip..."

Thinking of the dangers there.

Harris clutched the greatsword in his hand tightly, with a worried frown, "Nadaci is still waiting for me, saying that once I return this time, she wants a grand wedding. I can’t die here."

"Shut up. We haven’t directly confronted Zhou Ping’an. They say Jacob has been hiding by the seaside since he escaped from the General’s Tomb and hasn’t shown himself. No matter how well-informed Zhou Ping’an is, he would never guess that a mirror is being moved out right under his nose while he’s looking elsewhere. Don’t scare yourself..."

"Eh, they’re here."

Right as he said this, Thompson’s face lit up with joy, he opened the window, stuck his head out, and looked up into the sky.

He saw two silver streaks of light, whizzing towards them, hovering above the ship.

And from the belly of the aircraft, red lights flashed rhythmically.

"It’s the people from the House of Representatives. It seems, indeed, this object is extremely important; the internal struggle within the group has already begun."

Thompson mentally arranged and analyzed the sequence of the signal lights and their meaning, his expression showing some hesitation.

"Whether it’s the House of Representatives or the Theology Academy, as long as they don’t eclipse our contribution, it’s okay."

Harris didn’t want to think that much.

He excitedly ran up to the deck.

After waiting a while, the ship came to a stop, and the passengers were ordered to hide inside the rooms, while Thompson and Harris were taken aboard the fighter jet.

The jet didn’t stop for a moment, flying straight to Gatley State, entering the Red House building complex, and didn’t stop until it reached a small airport next to a golden-red palace.

Protected by a team of fully armed soldiers, they came to a palace on one side and saw Bishop Brown.

Standing next to the bishop were several elderly men in white coats, exuding a formidable presence, as well as a medal-clad and stern-looking general.

"Hand them the object," Bishop Brown’s face clearly looked a bit displeased, but he didn’t resist too much, simply waving them over.

"Don’t ask questions."

Thompson stayed silent for a moment before handing over the lead box.

Immediately, a white-coated individual took out a device that resembled a magnifying glass, scanned the lead box, and then carefully opened the lid to scan the mirror inside.

The device emitted "beeps" and flashed a deep grey misty light.

"It’s spatial energy, just like the original..." The emotionless white-coat suddenly cheered with delight.

"Shut up!"

Several people next to him shouted simultaneously.

"Thompson, Harris, your contributions will always be remembered by the Sky Hawk Alliance. I will definitely nominate you for the next Eden Retreat slots. I hope that the next time I see you, you will have also become King Level."

The elderly man in military attire rarely cracked a smile and said his piece. Not waiting for an answer from Thompson and Harris, he turned and left the side chamber. Troops filed in behind him, gradually diminishing into the distance.

"Bishop?"

Thompson was somewhat confused.

He couldn’t quite see through the situation.

"Do you still not understand? The matter of the General’s Tent in Dongjiang, Zhuxia, has been elevated in importance. This is all thanks to your efforts..."

Bishop Brown looked at the two men with a complex expression in his eyes.

Originally, the plan was just to send them to try to snatch a treasure, whether they succeeded or not wasn’t critical. There are countless relics and treasures in the world. Over the years, as ferocious beasts continued to evolve, some dusty treasures and sealed caves have shown anomalies.

It would be impractical to archaeologically explore each relic one by one, deploying manpower and resources. Even if the Eternal Life Group utilised all their resources, they wouldn’t be able to cope.

Therefore, an importance ranking system was necessary.

Surely, it’s not practical for the army to be mobilized to capture a savage just because he picked up a tooth of a beast in the Xitu Jungle and gained immense strength.

Such things are not realistic.

Initially, when they received some information from Chen Guangyuan of Taihe Pharmaceuticals, they didn’t take it too seriously.

They just set it as a target for observation, dispatching operatives to provide assistance when convenient.

But they never imagined...

The operatives were all dead, and the target of observation had become formidable in such a short amount of time.

Zhou Ping’an’s battle in Proluo State had made the Eternal Life Group realize that they might have truly misjudged the situation.

Before they could make their full move,

they saw Zhou Ping’an reveal his horrifying ability to slay a King Level Wolf Beast in the battle at Linhai.

"King Level, how can we even approach this?"

Each King Level expert is like a walking Black Bullet, capable of destruction on a city-destroying scale.

Especially these human experts with such abilities, unlike Ferocious Beasts, they have no territorial restrictions and are not overly attached to home, able to fight and flee. Once provoked, unless you dispatch several experts of the same level, there’s no possibility of surrounding and annihilating them.

At this stage, conventional firearms have greatly reduced threat to them.

But to mobilize several King Levels, that idea could only be entertained briefly.

Which King Level isn’t of high rank and heavy responsibility, guarding strategic locations?

If they were to encircle Zhou Ping’an, what if they were ambushed and counter-killed by Zhuxia? What if the territories they guarded were overrun by Ferocious Beasts?

"Especially since this one is a bit different from those old fellows we’ve seen before."

Thinking of some things he had seen in a live broadcast,

Bishop Brown’s broom-like white eyebrows twitched slightly.

"His speed of action is very fast, extremely fast, and moreover, it’s not a sudden burst of skills but something he can maintain as a norm..."

"From Dongjiang to the Ninth Seashore Base in Linhai, he only took seven minutes and thirty-eight seconds, even stopping midway to attack a mechanical combat team. Such speed is already comparable to a supersonic fighter jet..."

At this point, Bishop Brown had no desire to continue speaking.

With such mobility, what could they use to encircle him? Even if they used high-powered weapons, by the time he stepped out, he would already be out of the explosion range—it was almost like shooting mosquitoes with a cannon.

Thompson however picked up on a hint, "Does this mean, the stronger Zhou Ping’an becomes, the more valuable he is, and the higher-ups can’t help but prepare to take action?"

He pointed up at the ceiling.

"Exactly, after comprehensive analysis by the intelligence brain, the House of Representatives found a very interesting phenomenon."

For some reason, Bishop Brown was very talkative today, revealing everything bit by bit. Thompson and Harris both felt a sense of foreboding but didn’t dare interrupt.

The white-browed Bishop went on to say, "Zhou Ping’an’s personal history is easy to investigate. In fact, Zhuxia doesn’t even have a sense of confidentiality in this aspect. They haven’t realized that such a minor figure from the Eastern Sea’s Seaside City could come this far.

According to the analysis of the intelligence brain, every time Officer Zhou made rapid progress, it had something to do with one thing..."

"What thing?"

Thompson couldn’t help but ask.

He was curious too.

"Live broadcasting, yes, live broadcasting. Don’t you find it extremely abnormal that Zhou Ping’an, a public official, loves to showcase himself online, seeking applause and praise from others? What is he after?"

"Faith!"

This time, both Thompson and Harris changed countenance dramatically.

Their eyes were filled with shock.

If it really had to do with a struggle for faith, then something serious might happen this time.

No wonder the Theology Academy and the House of Representatives were paying such joint attention to a matter.

They sharply sensed the premonition of an impending storm, thinking that their vacation plans might once again be ruined.

...

"Li Shu, why are you still dawdling? Hurry up, Zhou Ping’an is coming back."

Sun Changzhi shouted hoarsely, standing outside his daughter’s room, calling anxiously.

"Are you not feeling well?"

Sun Lishu opened the door and stepped out, looking at her father with confusion.

She was wearing a light yellow dress that reached her knees, with cotton socks and white shoes, looking very youthful and lively.

Most importantly, her face was touched with pink makeup, which showed what she had just been doing in her room.

"What’s wrong? We’re on the same side as your Big Brother Zhou, aren’t we? He showed immense strength in Linhai, strongly suppressing several big families, even the Seashore Governor...

Forget that, just speaking about Dongjiang, from now on, as long as we don’t go too far, we won’t be hindered by others; let’s see if those representatives dare to raise objections this time."

Thinking of what he had seen during the live broadcast.

While Sun Changzhi was overwhelmed with shock, the only phrase echoing in his mind was "Cover the Sky with One Hand".

Yes, with such a figure emerging from Dongjiang, what else mattered to anyone else?

Fortunately, he had been on this side from the beginning, and back when Zhou Ping’an was still weak, he had helped him with many little things.

Setting aside personal feelings, the mere experience of fighting shoulder to shoulder in the same camp meant he was already ahead of many.

Of course, these past favors were actually nothing much.

To tell the truth, Zhou Ping’an had saved his daughter and helped him solve many troubles; the gratitude and favor owed to Zhou Ping’an was much greater.

But, he had raised a good daughter indeed.