Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path
Chapter 467 - 416: Drive Off the Tiger to Swallow the Wolf, Make a Comeback With a Rally

Chapter 467: Chapter 416: Drive Off the Tiger to Swallow the Wolf, Make a Comeback With a Rally

Cui Guangling was clearly very unfortunate.

Bitten by that bite.

His flesh and bones crushed, his skeleton turned to mud.

He only managed to thrust his long sword upright, piercing through Old Crocodile’s gaping maw, his whole body, then twisted into pieces.

Even though it was pierced through the mouth and upper jaw, blood flowing out faster, pain stabbing his heart, Old Crocodile still took a long breath and scoffed, "Knowing he is my flesh and blood, yet you dare to kill him, truly seeking your own death..."

"I wonder who’s really seeking death!"

Suddenly, the blood-red long sword burst into an intense glow, and a shadowy figure emerged from it, pouncing and diving into Old Crocodile’s body, staining his massive form with blood.

"Don’t you know that the Blood Spirit Child excels in body snatching and rebirth? This flesh and body are extremely strong, having entered the Form Refining Stage, perfectly suitable for me."

"Ridiculous, such an insignificant skill, and you think to take my body, kill..."

Old Crocodile stood still, no longer moving, but fighting within his own body, spirit and soul locked in combat.

His body flickered intermittently with water light, then with the spread of blood.

Watching as the blood light grew dimmer and dimmer, suddenly, banners appeared from the ground in the backyard, countless shadows pouncing on Old Crocodile...

With the sound of sharp whistles, millions of shadows burst forth.

The pride in Old Crocodile’s heart disappeared, feeling the blood light growing stronger, and the desire to retreat rose in his mind.

"I’ll spare you today, but once I consume more blood food and make a breakthrough, I will come for your life."

Seeing that the situation was unfavorable, and knowing the other party still had help, Old Crocodile no longer wanted to fight.

He was already holding a slight upper hand, with an advantage in strength, at this moment gathering his remaining courage, he managed to flee from Guangyun City.

The Sea Dragon’s shadow swayed slightly, ready to slip away into the distance.

At that moment, the sky suddenly lit up, a star as huge as a bucket falling, casting thousands of rays.

At the end of the courtyard, a water light reflected with the stars, spreading rapidly as soon as it appeared.

A streak of sword light split heaven and earth, cutting through everything, came into view.

"Not good..."

Old Crocodile and Cui Guangling’s spirits entwined, focusing all their might on the enemy.

As a result, when this sword light appeared, they knew something was wrong, but still were unwilling to stop and deal with it voluntarily.

At this moment, whoever attacked that sword light would be exposing their underbelly to the deadly opponent they were fighting for life and death.

It was the path to certain death.

In this critical moment, both chose to take the hit.

Concentrating their spirits, stirring their Qi-Blood, drawing Spiritual Energy to protect their bodies.

"Shick..."

The Sea-Splitting Sword cleaved through, and the hundred-zhang courtyard was instantly split in two, cut horizontally.

At the same time split in half was Old Crocodile.

Even the Blood Shadow inside Old Crocodile’s body, not distinguishing friend from foe, was split.

"Zhou Ping’an..."

Two screams of extreme anger and pain, one to the left and one to the right.

A streak of green light suddenly flashed, heading outside the city.

That was half of a crocodile’s body.

Another streak of blood light, exceedingly weak, turned into a faint mist of blood, shooting straight towards the backyard and plunged into the ground.

Zhou Ping’an unleashed a strike, Cang Yue’s precious blade shining like a morning star.

Even though he was exhausted in spirit, his killing intent was rising even more.

Looking left and right, he finally decided to pursue Old Crocodile.

Deep inside the courtyard, there was undoubtedly another, even more formidable old monster hidden. Chasing in not only wouldn’t yield any gain, but might also put his life at risk.

Even if Cui Guangling had a slim chance of surviving, his condition was likely severe, and given his extensive injuries, he would need a relatively long time to recover.

He was not worth considering for the moment.

But Old Crocodile, not only was he formidable in person, having achieved Form Refinement, under normal circumstances, he couldn’t be defeated. Furthermore, he commanded several water demons.

Should they gather and form an array, and he recovered from his injuries, the situation would be no different from before.

"Where will you flee?"

This time, a green light and a turquoise light sped along the ground, chasing in hot pursuit, head to tail.

Roles reversed, the hunter and the hunted had changed places.

Old Crocodile, missing half his body, had returned to human form but looked extremely odd.

Missing one foot and one hand, half his face smeared with indistinct blood, his aura much weakened.

Stirring up a fierce wind, upon reaching Huling Pass, he saw an army heading towards Li River Ferry. He lowered his head and with his gaping mouth, snapped up hundreds of soldiers.

His tail swept across, creating more carnage, in an instant, with one charge, he had slain seven to eight hundred County Soldiers...

Killing so many that a chill arose in everyone’s heart, a clamor of screams and cries.

Marching army suddenly scattered.

Li Feihu dismounted and lay on the ground, not daring to raise his head.

Soon, he was grateful for his proper response.

From the corner of his eye, he already saw a figure in a blue robe appear from the ripples in the air, stepping forth with a pale blue long knife, whistling as it slashed.

The Sword Qi struck a hundred zhang.

Flashing, it caught up to Old Crocodile’s back, a heavy slash sending blood and fire sparks in all directions.

The half-crocodile reverted to its original form, flew into midair, and plunged into the turbulent waters of the Li River, blood diffusing, merging with the river, no longer to be seen.

Zhou Ping’an followed closely and plunged into the river, his long sword whirling like a wheel, opening a path through the towering waves.

But he had already lost the sensation of the other’s presence.

"Damn, is being at the Form Refining Stage such a big deal?"

All efforts wasted at the last moment!

He’d actually allowed his severely wounded and dying opponent, using the advanced realm of Unity of Heaven and Man, to fully assimilate into the water and escape from his pursuit.

Even Zhou Ping’an, with his stable emotions, was close to bursting out with curses.

After all that struggle, right at the harvest season, he was only a tiny step away from completely eliminating this threat. He had not expected to fail at achieving full success.

"Form Refining is indeed quite impressive!"

A distant sword light flickered, and Yu Changsheng, with Sword Wings cutting through the wind, had already arrived. Looking at the rolling waves of the Li River and realizing he could no longer find the old crocodile, he explained with great regret, "Achievement in Form Refining doesn’t just allow one to merge with nature and borrow Heaven and Earth’s Divine Opportunity but also allows one to refine their True Form, which can be enlarged or reduced at will, possessing boundless might.

If that old crocodile intends to hide, transforming into a just-hatched little croc wouldn’t be difficult. With such a small body, hiding within the vast river, unless someone could drain the entire river, it would be extremely difficult to find.

However, the fact that you drove him to this point is truly miraculous. How did you do it?"

Previously pursued by the old crocodile, and even though she hadn’t engaged in direct confrontation, being impacted by the shockwaves, Yu Changsheng had suffered some injuries. Before her injuries had fully healed, she saw two figures, one after the other, whipping away into the distance.

By the time she recovered enough to follow, she saw the old crocodile being chased by Zhou Ping’an, now left with only half a body.

Fully driving the Southern Scale Demon Chief into the river, he no longer dared to show his head.

This battle achievement made Yu Changsheng greatly admire him and, of course, filled her heart with immense curiosity.

"It was just like driving a tiger to devour a wolf, to sum it up, it was Uncle Master Yu’s perfect cooperation that truly made this battle a success. You should take at least eighty percent of the credit."

Zhou Ping’an recounted how he had taken advantage of the opportunity created by Yu Changsheng’s provocation to hide and steal eggs, and then he spoke of how he had smeared an egg in Cui Guangling’s face, leaving Yu Changsheng utterly dumbfounded.

"That works?"

"Of course, it does. Don’t think these guys, who seem as if they have deep schemes, making it hard to discern their thoughts, are invulnerable. No matter how strong or important their identity, they all have desires, and with desires come vulnerabilities. It’s just a matter of finding their weak spots."

At this point, seeing that Yu Changsheng still looked at him with an awe of your prowess and seemed not to have understood, Zhou Ping’an couldn’t help but chuckle, "You don’t need to understand all this scheming and cunning, Uncle Master. You just have to follow your feelings when you take action."

"Yes, I also feel that my instincts are quite accurate. Last time, I felt that you were calling me, so I rushed over to the East Mountain and set up an ambush..."

I didn’t call you, though.

Zhou Ping’an almost understood Uncle Master Yu’s way of thinking—straightforward, acting on whatever came to mind.

Acting on intuition.

This approach might seem nonsensical and could easily ruin things.

But when it came to Yu Changsheng, it appeared completely reasonable.

For instance, she now suggested, "Ping’an, let’s not chase after the old crocodile anymore. We probably won’t catch him anyway. Why not destroy the fleet and disperse the remainder of the Longmu Camp Troops and Horses?"

Her eyes were filled with eagerness for a trial.

It was as if she had found an amusing toy.

Perhaps, in her eyes, all these cultivations and struggles were just games in life.

Exhilaration in victory, joy in defeat.

"Attack the fleet? Hey, that actually sounds like a good idea."

Zhou Ping’an thought about the current situation.

Cui Guangling suffered this undeserved calamity and sustained heavy losses, as well as grave injuries—requiring healing—and unlikely to cause any significant trouble in the short term.

As for the old crocodile, with both spirit wounded by Cui Guangling and part of his origin cut off by Zhou Ping’an’s Sea-Splitting Sword, he would surely need a long time to recover.

The only remaining threat was the fleet of over a hundred wooden boats, no, now only approximately eighty left.

After continuous strikes by Zhou Ping’an and Yu Changsheng, they were disoriented with the loss of over a dozen boats, their flagship already sunk.

The troops suffered casualties of two to three thousand men.

These Totem Warriors of Longmu Camp, each one fiercely elite, were only appearing somewhat helpless because they were in the water and couldn’t unleash their ferocious strength.

Indeed, were they to form up and charge, they wouldn’t be so weak.

It would be better to drive them ashore, disperse their forces, and send troops to eliminate them—not only to train the soldiers but also to unify the public spirit.

Killing two birds with one stone, how excellent.

As for the water demons of the river, without the unified command of the Southern Scale Demon Chief, they would surely descend into chaos. At that point, reinforcing the river defenses would suffice, and these affairs could be left to Yu Changlie, Zhan Shanhe, and Tang Lin’er to lead the troops into action.

It wouldn’t interfere with the cultivation work of the three counties.

"Let’s do that."

Zhou Ping’an gave Yu Changsheng a deep look, only to see that this Uncle Master still seemed oblivious, as if she had merely made an offhand suggestion for fun.

"My temple calculations from a thousand miles away are not even comparable to Uncle Master Xiao Yu’s casual suggestion. I should seek your advice more frequently in the future."

Zhou Ping’an gave Yu Changsheng a peculiar glance.

He smiled and said, "This time, let’s see who can sink more boats, Uncle Master or I?"

"Sure, I can fly, you can’t beat me," Yu Changsheng confidently declared.

"That’s not necessarily true. I just hope these people gather and form up, which should reduce some pressure on our troops."

A proverb says, "Match soldiers with soldiers, generals with generals."

If those Totem Warriors were to scatter in all directions, Zhou Ping’an didn’t relish the idea of chasing down each one individually. Whether or not this was efficient was another matter, but if he were to spend all day and night hunting down small fry, then he might as well give up on everything else.

The cost-effectiveness was not high.

Rather, it made more sense to focus on completing the sacrifice of the remaining Starry Bones. If he could withstand the explosive power of the final Seventh Level Perfection of the Purifying Lotus Body, his own strength would undoubtedly increase several times over.

Then, when faced with the likes of the Southern Scale Demon Chief or other experts in Guangyun County, it would be easy as pie.

No need to worry about them coming back for revenge.

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Seeking Monthly Passes.