Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path
Chapter 493 - 433 Demon Chief’s Curtain Call + - 434 Divine Intention Transmission Technique, Green Lady’s Courage

Chapter 493: Chapter 433 Demon Chief’s Curtain Call + Chapter 434 Divine Intention Transmission Technique, Green Lady’s Courage

The crocodile’s jaws widened ever more.

In the dark horde of water monsters, one suddenly appeared; towering like a multi-story building, its body approximately a hundred yards in length—a colossal crocodile.

Its scales, black as iron, reflected a chilling cold light under the moonlight of the night.

"Roar..."

Like the bellow of a bull, like the chant of a dragon.

As it appeared,

it opened its mouth to inhale.

The first to be caught was Tang Lin’er, swept up as if by a fierce wind, followed by hundreds of cavalrymen who, unable to control their horses, were pulled up into the air by the tremendous suction force, whistling as they flew like raindrops.

"The Old Monster is here..."

"Kill..."

"Run for your life!"

Countless screams of panic and furious cries melded into one.

Two thousand cavalry had just charged when the very form of the Old Monster immediately overwhelmed and shook their hearts; some turned their horses to retreat, others lifted their weapons and galloped forward to attack.

But the sound of the qin became more urgent,

sweeping through everyone’s hearts like a stream of clear spring.

It isolated the monstrous ferocity from the depths of the spirit, giving courage.

However, it was only a spiritual consolation.

It couldn’t change the situation at hand in the slightest.

The disparity in combat power between the two was too great.

It was not something that numbers could make up for.

Tang Lin’er had already smelled the stench coming from the crocodile’s gaping maw.

At this critical moment of life and death, he inappropriately felt his stomach churn, wanting to vomit.

He roared furiously, his Top Three Great Swords slashing crazily, striking the thick-scaled jaws and sparking a few sparks.

Boom...

The sword in his hand was flung flying.

"My life is over."

Tang Lin’er’s killing intent suddenly fell, and his heart was extremely depressed...

Having struck with all his might, he couldn’t even scratch the scales on its muzzle; what was the point in continuing the fight?

A massive shadow overshadowed him, the bright moonlight had vanished, and he couldn’t tell if it was because the crocodile’s mouth was blocking it or if dark clouds had drifted in, obscuring the moon.

Then, he saw a streak of light.

Sword light gleamed ten yards beside him, first appearing like threads of bright silver light before transforming into a shimmer of water, ultimately like the waves of Lake Pinghu...

The sound of water waves crashing against the shore rang beside his ears.

He heard a long, painful howl.

And he saw the massive crocodile’s mouth crazily retracting.

He saw a line of water light slashing across its neck, whistling a hundred yards.

At the same time, he heard the sound of blood pouring like a torrential downpour.

The thick, crimson blood formed rivers on the ground, rushing in all directions, nearly swept even the horses aloft.

From below its shoulder and belly, the massive body of the Old Crocodile thunderously fell to the ground, while its huge head along with its thick neck shot upward, screams full of rage and terror resonating, deafening to the ears.

"Zhou Ping’an, you despicable wretch, all you know is to strike from the shadows?"

Zhou Ping’an’s strike was successful; his body, gleaming with Jinguang and adorned with patterns of lotuses, he had immediately executed the King of Light’s Golden Body Technique, running the Sixth Level Purifying World Lotus Body.

His long sword in hand trembled lightly, flicking off the dense specks of blood from the blade, he smiled and said, "Southern Scale Demon Chief, with all your great prestige and as a senior of the True Martial, charging head-on would have been disrespectful to a senior; thus, I resorted to a little trick to bait you into this situation."

This was hardly a small trick, was it?

The Old Crocodile, using the "Tail Severing Technique" at the very last moment, dodged a fatal hit to its head and preserved a small portion of its body. Now in pain, its forehead convulsively twitched, feeling its life force gradually weakening. Some impressively remembered martial arts and sorceries also started to fade from its memory.

However, the scene of Zhou Ping’an smashing its precious crocodile eggs was constantly echoing in its heart; it couldn’t forget it even if it wanted to, the hatred was overwhelming.

The deadly glint in its eyes seemed to crave ripping flesh from skin, yet it had fallen into the trap again.

’Kill him, use all your might to kill him...’

’No, having used Tail Severing as a substitution for death, my Yuan Qi greatly damaged, now isn’t the time for battle again, I must quickly flee into the river, so I can return another day.’

The Old Crocodile’s head had shrunk to less than a tenth its size, yet, its torso and tail somehow reappeared. Zhou Ping’an secretly sighed at the sight, yet didn’t pay it too much attention.

Such an old monster, notorious for so many years, always had numerous capabilities to preserve its life, nothing about this was surprising.

At the very least, he could feel, with his "Carefree Journey" movement technique, having wandered next to the crocodile, his One Slash had halved the monster’s life force.

Now that it flailed about in mid-air, it was nothing more than the last frantic struggles of a cornered beast.

There was no need to hurry.

Even if an ordinary person were to strike a snake, they must still be wary of its last counterattack, right?

In the wilderness, who didn’t know that a wounded beast was the most dangerous?

With his supreme Divine Will movement technique at hand, freely moving and retreating at will, there was absolutely no need to rush in to deliver the final blow.

"You better heal quickly, or you’re going to die."

Zhou Ping’an said indifferently.

His body stood in mid-air, gradually becoming ethereal, as if merging with the mists and clouds, invisible and scentless, even Mental Induction couldn’t pinpoint his location.

Only his voice, carrying a bit of mockery and satisfaction, slowly traveled into everyone’s ears.

Provoking the Old Crocodile until its blood boiled.

"Sea... Dragon... Transform!"

The Old Crocodile bellowed out each word, sending chills down everyone’s spine.

Suddenly, a ghostly white flame lit up its body.

Starting from head to tail, it seemed to begin melting.

In the sky, vast waters gathered from all directions.

A thunderclap sounded.

Where it stood, a gigantic sea-grey Sea Dragon appeared.

Its form half-real, half-illusory.

As the dragon form emerged,

the skies and earth around, within hundreds of yards, the air all solidified.

Transforming into a deep marine kingdom.

Everyone felt a constriction in breathing, as though an immense force was pressing and locking down, using all their strength to retreat, yet unable to move a muscle.