Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path
Chapter 565 - 469 Predestined Cause and Effect + - 470 Void Demon Worm_3

Chapter 565: Chapter 469 Predestined Cause and Effect + Chapter 470 Void Demon Worm_3

No wonder the sword-controlling cultivator from Long Whale Island had no confidence in battle formations and direct confrontations, and had said that there was once a time when he had slain the Heavenly Wolf General Wu Qi, only for the rest of his companions to die without explanation, leaving only him to run far and escape quickly, saving his own life.

The reason was right here.

Who would have known that their ultimate enemy turned out to be the "Young Heir" they had been protectively keeping behind them?

It was incredibly tricky and hard to guard against.

In his mind, thoughts whirled, and in an instant, Zhou Ping’an had figured out the cause and effect.

Faster than his thoughts, a strand of bright red and intense flame shot out from between his eyebrows with a "whoosh."

Indescribably swift was this arrow.

It had just formed when it was already nailed to the Young Heir Shen Bing’s forehead.

At the same time, he flicked his fingers twice, nailing two needle-shaped beams of energy into the foreheads of both Shen Bing and Fang Sheng at the same moment.

Vast life force, torrential and mighty, rose up from within the bodies of the two women, activating potential and shaking their spirits.

Amid the hoarse and wretched screams of the Young Heir, clarity returned to the eyes of the two women, who suddenly sprang up.

Fang Sheng’s face showed humiliation and anger. With a gentle swipe of her left hand across the sword, she drew a line of blood, and then thrust fiercely toward one side of the void.

"Gotcha..."

With one sword thrust.

Her entire body’s essence and energy collapsed like a breached dam, dropping significantly.

Where her sword pointed, the figure of a person in a black and white Daoist robe appeared from the void, his eyes full of shock, his left shoulder already pierced, his body frozen in place.

It only lasted for a tenth of a second.

Day and night revolved, intertwining and striking, whistling past.

Blood shone on the front and back of Su Pengju.

He was now cleaved in two.

On the other side, Zhou Ping’an did not bother with Su Pengju, who was stealthily approaching. He trusted the battle quality of Fang Sheng and Yan Bing, and he also trusted their vigilance which had been on high alert for a long time.

Especially with Fang Sheng’s swordsmanship that was so unpredictable and merciless.

No matter how Su Pengju concealed himself, he could never anticipate her preemptive strikes.

Zhou Ping’an seemed to have lost all personal desire and emotion.

He only stared fixedly at the little boy on Yan Bing’s back.

His long sword moved slightly, cutting into the opponent’s forehead, and in the corner of his eye, as he saw the terrified eyes of Princess Shen Bi, his heart stirred. A sliver of Karmic Fire light radiated from the blade, turning into fine chains, and with a "whoosh," it bound Shen Yu.

The Karmic Fire chains existed between reality and illusion.

They only burned personal sins, not harming the good and spirited.

Watching the chains dig into Shen Yu’s body but not harming his essence, with a crackling sound, Zhou Ping’an only needed a thought to pull a dirty, translucent worm out from the little boy’s body.

The worm let out a piercing screech that felt like it would burst one’s head open, sending waves of dizziness rushing to his Sea of Consciousness.

"To struggle at death’s door..."

Zhou Ping’an didn’t care if the worm had limbs; with a twist of his fingers, his long sword created a subtle slice.

The Sword Light flashed.

Ripping through the sky like a divided sea...

A light tear-like sound emanated from the body of the worm.

With a "boom," it was split in half. Then it exploded into a mass of black light, screeching in agony as it vanished into the void.

Only then did Zhou Ping’an feel his soul relax.

The drunken dizziness, like one had from too much wine, finally disappeared.

In the distance, the charge of five thousand Heavenly Wolf Riders halted with a shout. They turned in all directions, attempting to flee.

Fleeing aimlessly, they fell headlong, silent in death.

As the five thousand Heavenly Wolf Riders dispersed, the horses in Zhou Ping’an’s eyes began to appear illusory, and so did the fortress in the distance, along with the fifty thousand infantrymen who had turned to retreat; they also began to fade.

"We’ve made it through."

Zhou Ping’an remained tense, feeling the Lotus Shadow dissipate slowly like smoke. He thought to himself that this time had been truly dangerous.

If not for his numerous techniques and strong survival skills,

he might have ended up like Yan Bing and Fang Sheng, suddenly falling for a trick.

Ensnared in an illusion, and then hit by a soul-piercing arrow at the brink of consciousness collapse, followed by Su Pengju’s despicable attack— one could imagine how horrendously that would end.

No, it wouldn’t even be considered horrendous.

Without time to react, one would be completely annihilated.

Presumably, that was how Jin Ling’s companions had died.

"It seems if we want to pass the next challenge, we really need to be more careful," Zhou Ping’an mused aloud, "at the very least, in our own cultivation, there can be no significant weaknesses."

No one knew which of the skills honed through hard training would prove unexpectedly effective.

"Indeed, those Void Worms are very difficult to deal with. If Brother Zhou hadn’t resisted in time and hadn’t possessed the Soul Consciousness-targeting Red Lotus Karmic Fire, we could have indeed been in mortal danger," Fang Sheng said, her face pale.

Even with Zhou Ping’an infusing vitality into her again, recovery was not immediate.

Her condition was neither injury nor sickness but rather an excessive loss of essence.

That sword technique, where either the enemy dies or I perish, was meant to be used only in a last-ditch effort.

But now that they had passed the level, the threat to life was gone. After returning, some good medicinal care and rest for a while would carry no hindrances.

"Junior Sister Fang, you really have broad knowledge," Zhou Ping’an sincerely admired.

"What is this Void Worm? I’ve never come across any mention of it before..."

Zhou Ping’an also felt a tremor of fear.

A tiny creature, just the size of a thumb, had managed to escape the Soul Consciousness of them all and had quietly lurked nearby.