Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path
Chapter 520 - 445: Triumph of a General + - 446: Cleaning House_4

Chapter 520: Chapter 445: Triumph of a General + Chapter 446: Cleaning House_4

Soon, he sensed a strong and tremendous presence slowly approaching from outside the manor.

The inevitable had finally arrived.

Green Lady looked over with slight concern.

A person’s fame, a tree’s shadow.

An inner residence elder of the Cloud Water Sect, a mid True Martial, a master of Shape Refining and True Form, indeed is somewhat intimidating.

Even though Green Lady knew that Zhou Ping’an’s strength had greatly improved, she had no assurance in her heart.

Xiao Chengfeng and Yu Changlie, among others, had even paler faces.

At this time, being able to stand by Zhou Ping’an without a thought of retreating,

made even Zhou Ping’an himself feel that their resolve was strong.

The gate swung wide open.

Upon reaching the doorway, Zhou Ping’an saw a black-robed elder with eyebrows sharp as knives and piercing eyes,

standing there, looking down slightly.

Behind him, more than thirty disciples of the Cloud Water Sect all wore listless expressions.

Senior Sister Zhan, who was originally spirited and resolute, now had a swollen face resembling a round ball, her two eyes reduced to mere slits.

Traces of blood still lingered at the corner of her mouth.

Supported by a female disciple, she seemed unable to stand steadily.

Clearly, her injuries were not light.

"I wasn’t aware that Grandmaster Zhang Tai would honor us with his presence, Mr. Zhou has failed in receiving you from afar, my apologies, my apologies, please come inside to sit down, Little Qing, serve the tea."

Zhou Ping’an’s gaze flickered, a smile appearing on his face as he gestured a welcome.

Normally, upon meeting an elder or grandmaster of the sect, one should bow in greeting.

Even kneeling down to pay respects would be proper etiquette.

Seeing the plight of Senior Sister Zhan and the Cloud Water Sect brothers and sisters he had sent out to lead troops into battle, being treated in such a way, his anger had already surged to great heights.

If it weren’t for conforming to the etiquette of this world, he wouldn’t even make the gesture of inviting for tea.

However, he still tried to maintain the surface-level normal etiquette as much as possible, to avoid criticism.

"No need."

Zhang Taiyan, however, didn’t appreciate the gesture.

He waved his hand, "Get ready and lead your elite troops to Huangze County to await orders. If there is any delay, don’t blame me for not giving your master face."

"Hold on, may I ask if Grandmaster Zhang is speaking under the capacity of a Cloud Water Sect elder, or under the Zhang Family of Huangze County?"

Zhou Ping’an asked with doubt.

"Speaking as a sect elder, I’m sorry, you need a decree from the sect leader. You neither have the grace of imparting martial arts nor the authority to dispatch sect disciples, so these words are rather overstepping."

Zhou Ping’an slowly continued, "If you’re speaking under the name of the Zhang Family of Huangze County, then I would advise the elderly to stay wherever is cool and comfortable, rather than coming here to run amok."

"Good, such defiant nature. Since it’s come to this, I’ll be doing your master a favor by killing you to cleanse our sect."

Zhang Taiyan fumed with rage upon hearing these words.

He shot out a palm, crashing down with formidable force.

This time, his anger came quickly, to the extent that he didn’t even manifest Shape Refining, but with a thought, he drew in the boundless Yuan Qi of heaven and earth into his palm.

The air around him thickened, turning into an expanse of marshland.

All were frozen in place, unable to move a muscle.

They could only watch as Zhang Taiyan’s figure flickered, his palm already striking overhead Zhou Ping’an’s crown.

"Not good!"

"Be careful!"

Yu Changsheng, watching from afar, inwardly cried out an alarm. Among a few shouts of surprise, he rose with his sword, turning into a streak of sword light, struggling to break through the glue-like vast aura.

Before he could reach Zhou Ping’an’s side,

suddenly, everything blurred before his eyes.

He only heard an ear-splitting boom like the sound of a great drum,

his eardrums throbbing, his limbs weak...

The air vibrated, buildings shook, and multiple afterimages appeared before his eyes.

It took him a great effort to see clearly what was in front of him.

Only to see an Azure Shadow had already stepped out, getting to it first with a punch, heavily landing on Zhang Taiyan’s glimmering claw.

Amid the twinkling of stars, just in front of the fist, space crumbled inch by inch, while shockwaves rolled forward.

A pitch-black void replaced where he stood.

Zhang Taiyan’s palm slowly disintegrated, like slow motion, into blood mist and ashes under the overwhelming force of the punch...

As the fist continued to advance, his palm, arm, and right shoulder shattered simultaneously.

Blood rained down in a mist, scattering in all directions.

Meanwhile, Zhang Taiyan’s face still bore traces of ferocity, as his body revolved, spinning toward the back...

"BIU"

He flew into the air, out of the city.

"So much for a sect grandmaster; not so formidable after all, huh."

Zhou Ping’an scoffed, lightly tapping his foot on the ground.

In the span of a few dozen yards, cracks spread out like a spider’s web in all directions.

His figure turned into a streak of light, pulling a long trail of vital energy, catching up to Zhang Taiyan’s tumbling form, and delivered a heavy kick.

Boom...

Another thunderous explosion resounded, reverberating in the ears.

In the sky, there had just appeared a massive Kun fish covering half the city,

only to be broken into a myriad of illusions by that kick.

Amidst cries of agony,

Zhang Taiyan’s battered body flew backward several miles.

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