Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path
Chapter 451 - 401

Chapter 451: 401

The great fish emerged from the water.

Its body became immensely heavy, and caught off guard, it was pressed down by Zhou Ping’an’s Sword Energy, crashing heavily onto the sandy mudflat, creating a huge sunken pit.

As Zhou Ping’an executed Yue Chengtian with One Slash, his killing intent surged to the skies, provoking the giant black fish to let out a wild cry, faintly resonant with the sound of dragon chants. Its scales lifted one by one, resembling a forest of sharp blades, the head and tail meeting as it suddenly leapt up.

"Damn..."

Zhou Ping’an moved swiftly forward with his sword, retreating just as quickly.

His feet slipped, sliding over ten feet, yet above him, it still appeared oppressively dark, as if a mountain were toppling over.

It was his first time battling an opponent of such massive size, but the pressure wasn’t too great—mainly because all refined and delicate techniques were utterly ineffective.

The fish’s tail thundered down, the air compressed to the point of bursting, the earth sinking uniformly around him, making him feel as though he too would sink into the mud.

Half of River’s water surged back, half of the earth collapsed.

He struggled even to find a place to stand...

’I mustn’t let it reenter the water...’

Not far from his base in Pinghu County City, the presence of such a massive black fish was obviously abnormal, no need to think too hard.

Considering the news he had received recently.

Demonic Barbarians attacking, Water Demons devouring people...

Zhou Ping’an vaguely guessed a few things.

It was said that creatures like fish, shrimp, crabs, and turtles become multiple times stronger in water, and significantly weaker when on dry land.

Although he didn’t know why the several-meter-long fish had jumped onto the shore, it didn’t hinder him from devising a strategy in a moment.

Immediately, he followed his sword and didn’t opt to directly withstand the fish’s tail strike, but instead, he slid to the side, his blade stirring heavy waves, unleashing boundless strength.

Boom...

Amid the dull, thunderous sound, the fish’s tail was slanted, sliced into an arc by the force of the sword, and struck onto the shore.

Scales shattered, blood splattered, and there was a long, five to six-yard-long gash slashed open by Zhou Ping’an.

The cut wasn’t deep.

Pained, the Fish Monster cried out and leapt into the air, mud and water splashing, jumping seven or eight yards high...

One could imagine the immense strength and fierce reaction of this fish.

"Come towards death..."

Zhou Ping’an felt those yellow, murky fish eyes staring fixedly at him, about to plunge down. He was just gathering his calm to withstand an attack, to test the impact force of the fish monster.

Then, suddenly, he heard a sharp scold in his ears.

The sound was crisp, yet muffled, as if echoing inside a jar, and carried some desperation and intense killing intent, making one’s hair stand on end.

Who?

Zhou Ping’an’s mind sharply reached out, his peripheral vision scanning the surroundings, yet he spotted not a single suspicious figure.

Amid his confusion, the giant black fish flying mid-air suddenly stiffened, its body straightening from head to tail, emitting an extremely sharp scream that hurt the ears.

At the belly of the big fish,

A beam of golden light suddenly burst forth.

That was a flash of Sword light.

Bright as the evening glow, the Sword Qi shot straight ten yards...

Immediately after, dozens of yards of Sword Qi burst forth simultaneously, fanning out to both sides like wings that spanned the sky, flapping open.

In an instant, it pierced through hundreds of swords.

It forcefully cleaved the giant black fish in two...

The black fish fell to the ground, its head and tail on opposite sides, still twitching ceaselessly, blood gushing forth and forming a small river.

In mid-air, only a white figure remained, lightly twirling her long sword, sheathing it back.

She floated gently down.

"Is that you, Nephew Disciple Zhou? If I hadn’t sensed your Canghai Sword Qi just now, I wouldn’t have dared to recognize you."

Upon landing, the woman laughed merrily, extremely pleased. She pointed at the giant black fish and scolded, "This damned fish monster, if it weren’t for you drawing it out of the water, it wouldn’t have been so easy to slay it. We might have been entangled for a long time."

"You are..."

Zhou Ping’an had already sensed from that Sword light the same origin Canghai Sword Qi. However, the person used a sword instead of a saber, seeming somewhat incongruous.

The way she wielded her sword was extremely ingenious, drawing in the moisture from all around, transforming it into great wings that spanned the sky.

With one effort, she had bisected such a large black fish.

This span of Sword light, opened like wings, was sharp and substantial. It was even subtly stronger by a notch than Yue Chengtian’s Divine Heavenly Law Sword, clearly also a Grandmaster-level expert.

And, in terms of killing moves, she was much more formidable than Yue Chengtian.

Such a formidable expert, in theory, even if one had not seen her, one should have heard of her.

Yet, regarding this person in front of him, other than discerning a woman dressed in a white Taoist robe, wearing a fishtail crown on her head, and judging from her graceful figure that she was a woman, he could discern nothing else.

Because, her hair, face, and body were all smeared with murky liquid, still dripping down, making her look like a wax figure melting, causing one’s stomach to churn uncontrollably.

"Do you not recognize me?"

The woman’s voice paused, she touched her face, and suddenly let out a scream, "Wait for me, I’ll be right there."

After speaking, her figure seemed to blend into the wind, and with a flash, she dove into the River, not surfacing for a while.

"It’s Uncle Master Yu, Uncle Master Yu has come, now we can relax a bit. Although this uncle isn’t very reliable, the master once said that if one were to discuss martial arts among the elders on the mountain, she should be ranked first..."

Zhan Shanhe staggered over.

She had previously intercepted Yue Chengtian and was sent flying by his move, severely injured.

Despite her pale complexion, her spirit was exceptionally high, with blood spilling from the corner of her mouth as she smiled, revealing her teeth.

The reason for her good mood was understandable.

Their fellow disciple Divine Power had managed to personally slay Yue Chengtian, the "Heavenly Sword King Chengtian" who had been famous for decades, eliminating a dire threat.

In this perilous moment, more reinforcements had rushed from their sect.

What did that mean?

It meant that all the dangers they faced weren’t too perilous.

They themselves weren’t struggling in isolation.

The hope to preserve the Three Counties of Liyou grew stronger, and they might even dare to hope for more.

"Big girl, who’s unreliable now? Let Senior Sister Su find out you’ve been gossiping about your elders behind their backs, she won’t hesitate to spank your little behind into mush..."

As Zhan Shanhe finished speaking, a cold and eerie voice sounded from behind her.

She stiffly turned around.

To see that Uncle Master Yu, who had just jumped into the river, was already standing behind her.

"Uh, uncle master, it’s really you, I’m so glad to see you."

The fierce and aggressive smile on Zhan Shanhe’s face immediately turned into a pitiable one. "Uncle, you have no idea, when Yue Chengtian attacked, he hit me so hard, I almost didn’t get to see you..."

"Fear not, he was merely a butcher who only knew how to bully the weak, such scum always emerges from Hong Lian. I arrived a bit late, and it must’ve been hard on you."

Upon hearing this from Zhan Shanhe, Yu Changsheng’s heart melted, and he glared hatefully at the two fish halves beside him, sighing, "I was afraid something bad might happen to Nephew Disciple Zhou, so I left my disciples in a rush, rushing here, only to find that the mountain path had changed after many years, and after being misdirected by a couple of cunning people, I ended up arriving late."

"That’s right, next time we encounter such cunning individuals, we will not let them off easily," Zhan Shanhe quickly concurred, but she understood.

Her uncle master had been deceived on the road, given the wrong directions, and ended up heading south, probably even entering the territory of Southern Marsh’s Thousand Pools and fought against the Demonic Barbarian.

Indeed, before she could inquire further, Yu Changsheng himself shared, "That Old Crocodile was too strong, I couldn’t defeat it, and I almost got trapped in the marsh. I had to retreat from my pursuers all the way, jumped into the river, and was unexpectedly swallowed by this black fish.

So, I decided to rest within the belly of the fish, and when I woke up, I sensed my nephew’s Sword Qi... This time, I even saved the trip, arriving right at my nephew’s doorstep, oh hahaha..."

Yu Changsheng couldn’t help but laugh out loud, looking quite pleased with himself.

Zhou Ping’an felt a bit awkward listening to this.

See through the apparent to grasp the essence.

Despite Yu Changsheng making it sound easy and comfortable, the journey here had been extremely perilous.

First, leaving the mountain foot to speed on her way, she lost her direction, ended up at Southern Marsh’s Thousand Pools, fought formidable opponents repeatedly, was seriously injured, and found refuge inside the belly of a fish, fortunately surviving.

Coincidentally, she encountered Yue Chengtian unknowingly setting a trap by using the black fish...

"Your surname is Yu, perhaps you’re fated with fish?"

Zhou Ping’an muttered to himself internally and looked carefully at this warm-hearted Uncle Master Yu who had hurried to help. After washing in the River water, one can see that this person had hair like a waterfall, expressions like a painting, a delicate physique, and an essence that was pure and ethereal...

Especially her eyes, just looking into them could cleanse one’s soul, all anxiety and worry vanished.

These eyes, how should one describe them? The only feeling: pure and transparent... as if they could reflect all things in the world, yet not entangled in worldly matters.

A pure heart!

Zhou Ping’an looked from Yu Changsheng to Zhan Shanhe.

And discovered that this Uncle Master appeared much younger than Senior Sister Zhan.

This was obviously impossible.

Although Zhou Ping’an was curious, it wasn’t appropriate to inquire about her age. He gathered his jumbled thoughts and said joyfully, "With uncle master here to aid me, this time, the Three Counties of Liyou will definitely be secure as a fortress, no longer fearing any invasion from these Demonic Barbarians."

"Indeed, bring one, kill one, bring two, kill a pair..."

Yu Changsheng firmly patted her chest, displaying a protective demeanor, "Even if that Old Crocodile comes, I... I can hold him off for a while, allowing you to escape."

"Uh..."

Zhou Ping’an was initially smiling happily; upon hearing this, his expression stiffened slightly.

So, it seems you’re also not confident.

Just how strong is this Old Crocodile, and will he personally come?

At that moment, he also understood, this time, one should have no illusions of luck.ellery from minor sources mentioned that the "Southern Scale Demon Chief" was leading troops here.

Initially, it wasn’t very certain.

But judging from Yu Changsheng’s experiences, it definitely wasn’t false.

And moreover, it wasn’t far now.