Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path
Chapter 579 - 477 Asura Battle Dance + - 478 Peace Charm_3

Chapter 579: Chapter 477 Asura Battle Dance + Chapter 478 Peace Charm_3

However, one was intent on the fight, while the other was not.

One was prepared, the other hastily changed tactics.

Trying to slow down in sync was very difficult.

If it were just the opponent’s sword moves slowing down, blocking an empty space would have been acceptable.

But as one blocked the air, the opponent’s sword momentum suddenly accelerated infinitely. With changes in rhythm, they struck to kill with a single sword thrust.

Such changes in the speed and rhythm allowed the Blood Asura to shift tactics tens or hundreds of times within a single sword stroke.

And when paired with steps forward and back for evasion, launching attacks from various directions and distances, it became a hugely complex problem, as vast as the stars in the sky.

Coupled with the influence of spiritual power on the perception of time, as well as the sword’s fusion with the void that altered the sense of distance...

It was no wonder that even Zhou Ping’an, with his seamless Sword Technique, was left completely drained and ragged.

"Once you see through it and learn it, the competition then lies in who has sufficient computational power and stronger control over their body. In this respect, who else but me?"

Zhou Ping’an silently felt the incredible speed of the tens of thousands of Power of Wishes burning through his Sea of Consciousness.

His pupils spun like black holes; he saw everything clearly, saw through all variables, and suddenly, his sword blended lightly into the wind.

This stroke, compared to the countless others he had blocked earlier, wasn’t much different.

However, no matter how the Blood Asura shifted tactics, no matter where his figure stepped,

Zhou Ping’an’s sword, merging with the wind and splitting the sky, followed like a shadow, incessantly inescapable.

It simply skimmed past the blood-red greatsword, silently slicing through the bloody figure.

Snap...

A red luminescent dot.

Instantly cleaved and shattered by the Sword Qi.

Amidst a muffled grunt,

the howling blood-colored silhouette, at that moment, burst open like the most beautiful fireworks.

Countless Blood Beads scattered.

Staining a swath of land red.

A stone the size of a pigeon’s egg, flashing black and white, hung on a red string and with a ding, fell upon the blood-red greatsword, ringing with a crisp sound.

"What a remarkable Asura Battle Dance, truly impressive."

Zhou Ping’an’s face was as pale as a ghost, a sign of mental exhaustion and slight depletion of spirit.

His blue shirt was stained with spots of fresh blood, already thoroughly drenched.

There were bloodstains, but more so, it was actually sweat.

Although it was less than a short ten seconds of engagement, the two had already exchanged hundreds of moves.

During their advances and retreats, boundless force was infused into their weapons, sharpened to the utmost edge.

Even someone like Zhou Ping’an, with his Transversely trained Muscles and Bones, would have been unable to escape unscathed had he been firmly struck by a sword; the danger was incomparable.

Of course, the same was true for the Blood Asura.

Having had his weaknesses seen through by Zhou Ping’an early on, any failure to block even a single strike would result in instant death, with both body and Divine Soul extinguished.

It’s a hit from you, which I can’t take; a hit from me, and you’re certain to die.

In such a scenario, any attempt to gather Qi for a Big move or to invoke the Heaven and Earth’s Divine Opportunity was suicidal.

Because in the rapidly changing offense and defense, any slight delay could lead to the end of the road.

In the end, it was Zhou Ping’an who had the last laugh, his strategy a move higher.

"Who is this person of mystery, even more difficult to handle than Cui Guangling."

Yu Changsheng’s Sword Wings crisscrossed, spreading out as he approached, looking at the blood-stained land, clicking his tongue in wonder.

"The best guess would be a high-ranking monk from the Brahma Heaven Sect, with their foundation and strength. But it’s absolutely impossible for Brahma Temple’s True Buddhist Skills to produce a Blood Asura."

That was where their incomprehension lay.

If a high-ranking monk of the Brahma Sect presented such an image, let alone transmitting teachings, just appearing before people would result in being chased and beaten.

But it evidently wasn’t possible.

A nagging doubt persisted in their minds.

Indeed, the previous descent of the giant golden palm from the sky made it difficult for them to brush aside their suspicions.

"This thing is strange; I might understand why the Blood Asura has appeared."

Lin Huaiyu took a deep breath and quickly caught up. He first checked Zhou Ping’an’s injuries and found them to be mere flesh wounds. The wounds had already formed scabs, which relieved him. His gaze then fell upon the blood greatsword and the irregular stone that had landed on it...

That sword was also passable; it didn’t have any particularly unusual features, just that it was mixed with cold iron and was extremely sharp, making one shiver all over just by looking at it.

But it was that small, perforated black and white stone.

As soon as Lin Huaiyu laid eyes on it, she couldn’t look away, feeling as if her spiritual power split in two upon contact—one part as calm as water, the other boiling with indescribable rage.

"Void Yin Yang Stone."

Zhou Ping’an’s body was alternating between death qi and vitality, soothing the muscle and bone injuries he had forced himself to sustain in the midst of battle while practicing the Asura Battle Dance. It was only now that he finally caught his breath and took the stone Lin Huaiyu passed to him, his heart jolting.

A name flashed through his mind.

A divine mystery of a method surfaced in the Sea of Consciousness, and deep understanding dawned in the depths of his spirit.

"This is actually a Heavenly Star Stone. Truly, after much toil searching without success, it has come effortlessly..."

Even with Zhou Ping’an’s typical composure, his fingers couldn’t help but tremble slightly at this moment.

"Yuer, when you came out to lead the troops this time, did Little Jiu’er get angry, saying she would ignore me? Or was she worried I’d lose the battle?"

Zhou Ping’an leisurely asked.

"Not at all. The little one wasn’t worried one bit; she was actually excited and embroidered a peace charm, the only thing she can embroider well. Look, these days have been so busy with battle formations that I totally forgot."

Lin Huaiyu’s face reddened slightly as she hurriedly retrieved a big red peace charm from the sachet at her waist, the stitching fine and delicate, the golden yellow embroidery childlike, very much in the style of the little one.

She thought to herself that if her sister learned she had taken her heartfelt gift so lightly, upon her return, she would surely pout and be angry for an hour.

"She must be missing my cotton candy."

Zhou Ping’an accepted the peace charm with a chuckling smile, gently touching the soft silk, thinking of Little Jiu’er’s clumsy and earnest embroidery work, warmth rising in his heart.

Why think of Little Jiu’er?

Because he had noticed that lately, his luck had been unusually good.

Things were not only going according to plan, but a genuine miracle seemed to be unfolding.

Not long ago, he had been thinking of pacifying a prefecture, gathering the qi fortune of a governor’s mansion to rapidly advance his Martial Intent and reach a state where Martial Intent meshed with the Divine.

As a result, he had effortlessly dispatched Cui Guangling.

No mid-journey difficulties.

He had acquired the subsequent Cultivation Methods of the Prison Suppressing Demon Subjugation Scripture, but lacked the key Heavenly Star Stone.

Then an enemy came knocking, and upon his defeat, dropped a "Void Yin Yang Stone."

This unremarkable-appearing stone had an exceedingly important function.

Zhou Ping’an wouldn’t have recognized it naturally, but once it was in his hands, the reaction from the cultivation technique was spontaneous. The Heavenly Mechanism Origin Acupoint was triggered, smoothing out the path for his next step in cultivation.

What kind of luck was this?

Calling him the favored son of the heavens wouldn’t have been an overstatement.

But he was acutely aware that he was nothing special, just a visitor from a different world. Even if the heavens were to favor someone as a son, it certainly wouldn’t be an outsider like himself.

’It turns out Little Jiu’er has been secretly embroidering charms for me. No wonder I’m fine. That girl really is the beloved daughter of the heavens.’

Zhou Ping’an chuckled as he received the stone.

In his mind, his thoughts also split in two—one part as calm as water, the other filled with uncontainable fury.

"Now I understand. Someone used this stone to create a Soul Clone. Consequently, this Blood Asura is not his true body. Now, the trouble has really started."

You must finish off a snake to truly kill it, and wipe out an enemy to ensure they’re truly dead.

Those who often kill know this all too well.

If you don’t finish them off, their subsequent retaliation will undoubtedly be very distressing.

Zhou Ping’an and Lin Huaiyu exchanged looks, both thinking of the same issue.

Looking to the northwest, he took a long breath out.

"Meet soldiers with strategy, and stem water with earthworks, these are all things within expectations, nothing extraordinary."

Zhou Ping’an smiled, setting aside the troublesome thoughts, "This stone is useful to me. It’s just what I need to aid in the cultivation of a technique. Should I succeed, I will have no reason to fear their entire force attacking us. Don’t worry."

"Mm."

Lin Huaiyu nodded firmly.

"Since this is the case, let’s not hesitate any further. Let’s swiftly pacify the entire prefecture and draw up troops along the boundary of Zhao Mountain, turning passivity into proactivity..."

Yu Changsheng furrowed her brow in thought before suddenly saying, "I will return to the Sect immediately. If we cannot obtain powerful reinforcements, we must at least seize an opportunity that will let us advance further."

Her face brightened with a smile, "We cannot let them reap the benefits without contributing, can we?"