Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path
Chapter 522 - 447 Substitute Puppet + - 448 Extremely Frightening Thoughts_2

Chapter 522: Chapter 447 Substitute Puppet + Chapter 448 Extremely Frightening Thoughts_2

His entire body split from the brow down to the chest, and all the way to the groin, simultaneously dividing into two pieces.

Blood poured out like water from a ladle.

Below, the crowd erupted with earth-shaking cheers.

This time, watching the sea turn to illusion, watching the great fish devouring men, then seeing Zhou Ping’an cleave it in two with one slash, Sect elders and spells included, every one split in twain.

This twist and turn of events nearly made everyone’s hearts leap out of their throats.

The tension was unbearable.

These ordinary people, though they understood nothing of the situation, knew full well that all their prosperity had been brought by General Zhou.

If General Zhou were defeated, their fates need not be spoken of.

They would again become refugees, reduced to pigs and dogs, likely to starve or be worked to death.

But if General Zhou were victorious, the hard-won life they had would be preserved, even improved upon as the days went by.

Who wouldn’t want to follow a powerful and mighty lord?

In a world of chaos, only such a person could bring a sense of security.

Different from the thoughts of the commoners were those of the disciples of the Cloud Water Sect, including Yu Changsheng.

As they watched Zhang Taiyan being cleaved into two halves, blood spilling across the sky,

they felt vindicated, yet also harbored some misgivings.

It was a naked act of subversion, slicing down a Sect elder.

Now, in front of so many eyes, it couldn’t be concealed.

Whatever the reason, once such a deed was done, it marked a dark path with no return.

Even the Cloud Water Sect, as detached from worldly affairs as they were, could not smooth over such a grave matter, no matter how much they might wish to.

It wasn’t just a matter of Su Lianxue being unable to shoulder the responsibility.

Even bringing forth the Supreme Elder and the Sect Leader wouldn’t suffice to silently gloss over the matter.

What’s more,

the visible power of the Cloud Water Sect wasn’t actually significant; it was just enough to maintain daily Sect operations, managed by ordinary disciples.

The real powerhouses and ancestors were hidden within the Heavenly Cave Blessed Lands.

Now that the Millennium Spirit Tide was resurging, the world’s environment would soon return to that of Ancient Times, more suitable for the survival and cultivation of those adept in True Martial and Divine Martial arts.

New and tremendous opportunities would arise for them to further their advancement.

The greatest trouble was

once the environment became conducive, and they could utilize their full potential,

countless elders from the previous generation, and even earlier, would all emerge.

The balance of power and influence within the Cloud Water Sect would undergo an earth-shattering change.

The right of speech, without question, would no longer rest with the current External Affairs Elders.

In the eyes of those ancestors, the fate of a disciple who had killed an Elder of the Heavenly Cave was easy to imagine.

Moreover, considering that Zhang Taiyan had lived within the Heavenly Cave Blessed Land for a century, to say he had no friends or relatives would be untenable.

In short, the situation was highly problematic.

Disciples like Zhan Shanhe, seeing the blood spill across the sky, and the figure in a green robe holstering his sword, although joining in the cheers with the people of the city, felt admiration as well as sorrow deep in their gaze.

Zhou Ping’an watched coldly as the two halves of Zhang Taiyan’s body fell, then with a slight change in expression, he stepped into the void and reached out to grab the two halves of flesh.

That flesh, upon touching his hands, morphed with the wind, suddenly turning into two orange wooden blocks.

Joined together, they still bore the visage, with beard, eyes, and an expression tinged with resentment...

"Substitute Puppets!"

Zhou Ping’an suddenly looked up, his eyes catching a faint blood-colored ripple that in an instant swept over a hundred yards, crossed mountains, passed through clouds, and was already distant.

A voice, filled with bone-deep resentment, thundered from afar, "Zhou Ping’an, well remembered. Next time, will be your doom!"

Zhou Ping’an’s gaze turned icy.

To think he hadn’t managed to kill him.

Indeed, the tactics of the Immortal Sect’s True Martial arts were overwhelmingly numerous.

Not only did he possess the ability to refine his shape into the true form of an ancient creature, but he also had techniques to feign death and escape through Blood Escape.

That speed, apparently, was from burning his life force to accelerate without limits.

Unless one could see through his actions from the first moment, it was virtually impossible to catch him with just movement techniques.

Moreover, it wasn’t quite appropriate to pursue him in front of everyone.

...

"This individual, cannot be confronted by force."

To the west of Pinghu, ten li away in the mountain forest, the lady in the red robe with a phoenix crown sighed softly and strode away with a flick of her sleeve.

"Holy Mother, Zhou Ping’an has sliced away half of Zhang Taiyan’s spirit and Qi-Blood, forcing him to escape with Blood Escape. Surely, he too must have sustained losses and be at his weakest now."

Old Daoist Cang Wu’s eyes were full of shock.

Yet, the stronger he saw Zhou Ping’an to be, the more unsettled he felt.

He knew that Xiao Chengfeng and Yu Changlie, who bore deep blood feuds with him, both held positions under Zhou Ping’an and were deeply trusted by him.

One serving as the Pinghu Prefect, in charge of daily governance,

the other leading tens of thousands of soldiers as the defensive General of the west.

The level of trust and importance placed on them implied that if there came a day, an opportunity to find him, Zhou Ping’an would surely take the chance to avenge Xiao Chengfeng and others.

Recalling the scene where he had pursued Xiao Chengfeng and forced his subordinates and civilians to drown in the Li River, Old Daoist Cang Wu broke into a cold sweat.

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