Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path
Chapter 547 - 359: Father-Daughter Conflict + - 360: Array Seal Blocking the Door_3

Chapter 547: Chapter 359: Father-Daughter Conflict + Chapter 360: Array Seal Blocking the Door_3

As Zhou Ping’an was about to be struck by that claw, transforming into putrid blood...

Just then, a cold voice echoed leisurely from within the governor’s mansion.

"Zhou Ping’an, you dare attack my city? I’ll kill your woman first..."

"So naive."

Zhou Ping’an took a deep breath.

Boom...

His Jade Crown atop his head suddenly burst apart.

His hair wildly danced in the wind as he fiercely slashed with his sword.

In front of him, an azure lake extended, stretching hundreds of meters...

Trembling, compressing, tearing!

The sword light flashed.

That blood-red monstrous creature seemed to be fixed in the void, unable to move, followed by it splitting in two, emitting sharp, agonizing screams.

"Form or formless, all things are cleaved."

Zhou Ping’an sneered, "Without the formation, you think I cannot kill you? Let’s see how you withstand my blows."

That slash cut through Blood Essence, the flesh, and even the Primordial Soul.

The sword’s movement completed, the Divine Will dissipated.

Hiding within the governor’s mansion, Cui Guangling looked up and screamed in agony, spewing fresh blood from his mouth, feeling dizzy, unable to control Blood Spirit Child outside.

That towering and fierce Blood Spirit Child, under the sword light, turned into two thin mists of blood, fleeing back into the mansion like a gust.

It rolled upon hitting the ground and became corporeal once more, merging into one.

Sharp-eyed individuals could see from the faint blood mist, that the domineering Blood Spirit Child had significantly reduced in size.

Nevertheless, this creature truly did not die.

As it swallowed the strands of blood mist emerging from who knows where within the mansion, it gradually recovered.

"Cui Guangling, if you have the guts, just keep hiding within the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Array and see if I can kill all your underlings, take control of Guangyun County, and seal off your turtle shell?"

Zhou Ping’an didn’t even bother to pursue.

He merely sneered menacingly.

The sound shook the entire city.

One must recognize one’s limitations.

He had tried before; the array was profoundly mysterious, and he couldn’t break it.

Once Cui Guangling wielded the Myriad Spirits Blood Sword and acted together with the Blood Godchild, empowered by the array, even if Zhou unleashed all his skills, he’d merely be exerting futile efforts.

Killing only to see them revived.

They could even assimilate, contaminate, and even siphon his blood, strengthening the opponent.

In that environment, the longer the battle lasted, the more disadvantageous it was.

In the end, after being drained of his resources, the opponent would become increasingly energetic, and he might well be trapped and perish.

However, there was a precondition for this, namely, Cui Guangling must keep his sword in hand, the Blood God by his side, and the array running smoothly.

If any one of these failed, his strength would significantly drop.

"Good, very good, Zhou Ping’an, aren’t you reputed to love your people like your own children, cherishing your troops immensely? Let’s see how you surround my city after I slaughter your tens of thousands of troops," Cui Guangling said through gritted teeth, furiously.

Then a crimson phantom turned into a fierce wind, swooping from another direction, speeding through the sky, bursting out of the city.

His goal was straightforward.

The Blood God was capable of shifting between reality and illusion, coming and going like the wind, extremely fast.

Even if Zhou Ping’an’s movement technique was extremely fast, keeping up was immensely difficult.

Unless he constantly guarded those tens of thousands of troops, under the occasional quick assaults of the Blood God, biting on the left, slaughtering a group on the right, they wouldn’t last long under such fragmentary assaults and would soon be mostly dead or flee.

"You’ve indeed found a way, worthy of being the genius of the Cui Family, truly clever, clever enough that your whole family suffered due to you," Zhou Ping’an said lightly, his tone full of undisguised sarcasm.

His body turned into a streak of azure sword light, thundering straight toward the governor’s mansion...

Boom...

The courtyard wall blasted apart.

A mighty sword light, wrapped in an eight-meter-high azure wave, fiercely descended, already locking onto the location of Cui Guangling’s true body.

The two only exchanged a few blows, and Cui Guangling’s Myriad Spirits Blood Sword already emitted sorrowful whines, his body marked by several deep sword scars, penetrating front to back.

The great formation’s blood mist surged, countless blood lights converging, swiftly healing the injuries on Cui Guangling.

However, seeing the situation, just a bit more resistance, and with the continuous drain of the array’s power, his physical body would fail to hold up, likely suffering real damage.

"You madman, not afraid your body will turn to dirty blood, daring to confront me fiercely within the array."

Worthy of having absorbed his master’s life-long cultivation, reaching the Middle Stage of True Martial Body Refinement through the Blood Scripture, Cui Guangling was indeed hard to kill.

Clearly inferior in swordsmanship to Zhou Ping’an’s superior Sword Technique, repeatedly injured and sliced, yet he could madly devour Zhou Ping’an’s vital blood through his profound Blood Origin Power, compensating for his own losses.

Furthermore, he incited the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Array to assimilate Zhou Ping’an’s flesh and spirit.

Aiming to completely turn him into dirty blood.

"Ten Thousand Spirit Soul Swallowing..."

Cui Guangling swung his Blood Sword, and myriad indistinct shadows of people and beasts assaulted Zhou Ping’an’s body, gradually altering his life’s genes.

Until, with a burst, a chunk the size of a fingernail broke off the sword.

"Come back."

Cui Guangling couldn’t hold on any longer.

He suspected that after a few more exchanges, his Myriad Spirits Blood Sword would be chopped apart, and once the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Array lost its central treasure, a massive gap would appear; even Blood Godchild, including his own Refinement Body, would be cleanly slain by Zhou Ping’an.

He let out a fierce yell.

The mighty Blood God roared and dove back onto him.

All injuries healed, vitality surged, and even the gap in the Blood Sword began to mend.

Zhou Ping’an swung his sword again, splitting seas and cleaving waves, slashing Cui Guangling’s form apart, only for it to come together again, before he laughed loudly, leaping out of the array, and returning to the long street.