Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path
Chapter 525 - 449: Chasing the Fleeing Enemy + - 450: The True Culprit Behind the Scenes

Chapter 525: Chapter 449: Chasing the Fleeing Enemy + Chapter 450: The True Culprit Behind the Scenes

Zhang Taiyan was seething with anger, but he also knew that now was his weakest moment.

At this time, staying in Guangyun County was extremely dangerous.

He had even changed his mind about descending the mountain before; forget about seizing opportunities or ancestral homes, his only thought now was to return to the mountain.

To return to the Yun Mountain Range, to return to his own sect.

The secret technique of Blood Escape had, after all, injured his vital energy. Having run for nearly half an hour, not until he had left Guangyun County and set foot in Zhao Mountain Prefecture’s territory, did he finally breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that he had passed the Wei River and, after a bit more travel, would reach Yun Mountain.

Looking at the fishing boats dotting the river surface with their lights.

Zhang Taiyan found a smooth and clean rock to rest on.

He had to stop; he couldn’t go on.

He felt his spiritual power exhausted, his cultivation realm unstable. His True Martial Second Realm, Shape Refining and True Form cultivation level was precarious, even operating the Deep-Sea Leviathan’s Aspect had become difficult.

"This time, losing the precious Substitute Puppet might be forgivable, but having half of my cultivation slashed and my soul’s origin injured... After returning to the mountain, it would take three months of recuperation before I can recover to my original realm..."

"The little thief is too brazen, but he doesn’t understand that our Cloud Water Sect places great importance on rules. As long as I return to the sect and report this, he will not escape death."

Thinking of Gu Mingxiao and Fang Chengdong, the Mage who also emerged from the Inner Residence of the Heavenly Cave at the same time, his mood slowly began to stabilize.

Although Gu Mingxiao had a bad background, being one of the Three Primordial Ancestor Master’s pet beasts by origin, he naturally had some loyalty.

On normal days, I would try to curry favor with the lineage of the Three Primordial Ancestor Master, treating this Old Eagle very kindly, and the relationship was quite good... After returning, acting pitiful in front of him should be able to prompt him to make a move.

Then there was Fang Chengdong, a man with a cold disposition, cautious with a ’no rabbit, no eagle’ mentality, not one to take action lightly. However, there was a natural covenant between the three who had left the Inner Residence together, which meant they were bound to look out for one another to some extent.

His descendants were on the mountain, and if he wanted to seek power and act recklessly, without the support of his fellow sect brothers, it would be impossible to succeed. So at most, he wouldn’t compete with them for interests on the mountain...

He had planned how to persuade the two fellow brothers to stand with him.

He took out a tiny Arrow Command, flicked it with his finger, and shot it into the high sky.

Watching the seven-colored firelight flashing in the air, Zhang Taiyan finally relaxed, took several deep breaths, and sneered coldly, "The vengeance of harming me today, not only you but all your relatives and friends must die. Nothing less will quell the rage in my heart."

He was steeling himself for revenge, his eyes flashing fiercely, when a soft laugh reached his ears.

"Is that so? Then I cannot allow you to live any longer."

"Not good."

By the first syllable, he had already surged into the sky.

He dodged a chilling slash aimed at his neck.

The Jade Breaking Blade stood by his side; with a thought, he transformed it into the Overturning Sea once more.

Just as he reached mid-air.

Before Zhang Taiyan could relax.

He felt an excruciating pain in his waist and abdomen, and at the same time, he found that his body seemed much lighter, his vital energy’s circulation was blocked and erratic.

Looking down.

"Ah..."

Zhang Taiyan let out an earth-shattering scream.

For it turned out that only his upper body had ridden the cloud energy to mid-air, his lower body had already vanished, intestines and blood suspended in the air, even taking his Spiritual Yuan Qi away with them.

This time, there was no Substitute Puppet with him.

The Law Body was severely damaged.

His True Yuan could not circulate smoothly either, and with less than half of his spiritual power remaining, he plummeted down like diving into water.

What was most horrifying was that he had no idea where the attack came from or where the enemy was.

"Overturning Sea!"

After all, he was a veteran True Martial who had lived 180 years. In a moment of crisis, he didn’t think to flee.

His eyes bloodshot, he slashed his sword in all directions.

The howling sword light exploded, turning into dense, fine water blades, plowing over the entire hillside, yet it was as if no one was there, with no resistance or killing intent.

Only the night’s rising vapors and mist floated in mid-air.

His heart sank completely.

In his chest and expression, waves of immense energy filled with desolate emotion suddenly converged, he roared furiously, "Zhou Ping’an, today you dare kill me, the sect will not spare you."

As he finished the word "you," a blood-red light appeared before his eyes, tinting the moonlight with a dim, sinister aura.

Zhang Taiyan wanted to say more.

But his head was already flying off.

After suffering repeated injuries, his spirit damaged and his body torn to pieces, he was so weakened that he watched as the sword light emerged from the moisture at his side, his body too slow to follow his thoughts, and he was slashed by the blade.

The final attack he had gathered for a suicidal explosion, to drag Zhou Ping’an down with him, melted away under the bloody sword light, silently dissipating without a trace.

In his tumbling vision, he saw a young man in Green Clothes, standing thirty paces away, holding a blood-red, stinking long sword, watching with cold eyes.

’Blood Transformation Sword, committing murder and even framing others?’

Zhang Taiyan was filled with infinite regret. Why had he provoked this person...

He clearly saw opportunities ahead, with a great future to come, but this time, he had lost everything.

...

Zhou Ping’an, hastening his journey, finally caught up with Zhang Taiyan’s Divine Will aura, crossing mountains and fording rivers, continuing past Guangyun County, before gradually slowing down.

This was something he had known all along.

In stories, it often says that when fleeing for one’s life, using the method of Blood Escape, unless there’s someone to meet you, it cannot last for too long.