Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path
Chapter 628 - 509: Golden Eyes of Truth + - 510: Fantian Iron Cavalry_2

Chapter 628: Chapter 509: Golden Eyes of Truth + Chapter 510: Fantian Iron Cavalry_2

This point, the sense of crisis in his heart would not deceive.

The only weakness, Zhou Ping’an himself was very clear about, was nothing more than insufficient concentration when transitioning his will through spiritual means, and inadequate depth of Sword Intent, thus, the amount of Gang Qi he could mobilize with Sword Intent was also insufficient.

This was a shortcoming of his Cultivation Realm.

To compensate for this flaw, before the third Spirit Tide, to become an invincible Hexagonal Warrior without any weaknesses, it all depends on this battle.

...

Beneath the oppressive force of Mystic Armor Soldiers in the Central Army Formation, a Cool Umbrella is held aloft.

The umbrella’s surface is pitch-black, obscuring the light of the stars and moon, a monk, a scholar, and a military general stand silently, looking towards the battlefield flowing with blood.

The monk, with white hair and beard and eyebrows like brooms, holds one hand in front of him, his figure as stable as a mountain.

Although not particularly tall or strongly built, standing under the umbrella, he is like a vast green mountain, unshakable, causing one to feel an irresistible force from a single glance.

The middle-aged scholar has a refined appearance, with a short beard, holding a scroll in his left hand and a Black Jade Brush in his right, the brush tip seemingly saturated with ink, emitting a faint fragrance.

This person looks truly like a frail scholar, but between the opening and closing of his eyes, his pupils reflect a faint glow, mirroring the green mountains and endless rivers.

Both the monk and the scholar present an extraordinary aura, particularly eye-catching; anyone with eyes would not misjudge their strength, and even without knowing their names, one could understand that they were undoubtedly unique and eminent experts in the world.

However, under the umbrella, when the three stand together, attention would not focus on the monk and the scholar but would first be drawn to the general who looked gentle and was well-proportioned.

The general’s eyebrows were sharp like blades, his eyes narrow, merely opening his eyes slightly could emit a surge of evil Qi to engulf one in the illusion of a Sea of Blood and a mountain of corpses.

That fierce might had already congealed into substance, as if an Asura from Hell had reappeared in the world.

Behind him, a blue banner embroidered with a lotus slightly emitting a glowing light, yet also evoking a sense of peace and warmth in one’s heart.

Peaceful yet ferocious, dominating yet warm.

Two contrasting auras mingled together, creating both contradiction and unity...

Chapter 510: Fantian Iron Cavalry

"As the lion exerts full force to catch a rabbit, Uncle Xuan Shan, Mr. Shi Hong, for this battle, please trouble both elders, we must not let Zhou Ping’an escape, otherwise, it will lead to endless troubles."

The young general with sword-like eyebrows standing at the lower end smiled and said: "To be honest, having restrained myself for several days, my evil Qi grows stronger, nearly uncontrollable. If that rascal does not return, I would feel ashamed of my teacher’s deep kindness and have failed Uncle Xuan Ming’s important task, so I might as well destroy this grand army and take Guangyun City."

"Yuangang, I know you have just undergone the Heavenly Cave Lotus Pond baptism, and you consider yourself unmatched in this vast world, but this is just an illusion after a temporary great increase in strength."

Monk Xuan Shan said indifferently: "As far as I know, Zhou Ping’an is not highly regarded by the Cloud Water Sect, nor supported by the elder Heavenly Cave masters. He has reached this stage purely based on his innate talent and wisdom, and absolutely should not be underestimated...

You also don’t need to feel dissatisfied, think about your Uncle Xuan Ming, whose Buddhist teachings are so profound, stationed in the Bodhi Institute for fifty years. He could break through to the True Martial Late Stage Dharma Form Realm, but he aims for a perfect Bodhi Vajra Dharma, laying an unparalleled foundation. Put it this way, if it is within the same realm, even I am no match for Uncle Xuan Ming."

The old monk sighed: "For someone as proud as Uncle Xuan Ming, to be directly surpassed in his strongest area of combat by someone else, it’s understandable how strong Zhou Ping’an is, which cannot be solely judged by his realm and cultivation."

These words carried deep significance.

Li Yuangang, as one of the Buddhist Disciples of the Brahma Heaven Sect, was indeed energetically promoted by all elders, to face the millennium catastrophe and gain the greatest benefits as an invincible seed.

Such a person, even with the Brahma Heaven Sect’s vast resources, only three were cultivated.

Li Yuangang, who not only mastered the Cross Training of Wisdom Body but also perfected the Oath-breaking Blade Skill to life-protecting and life-taking Completion Realm.

Moreover, his Buddhist cultivation was decent, able to invoke the Asura Battle Technique without harming his Buddhist principles.

Supposedly, if his cultivation and martial techniques before the age of thirty still held some naivety, not completely integrating Buddha Sect Demonic Cultivation, entering the Heavenly Cave and receiving the Lotus Pond baptism had leaped him into the Mid True Martial Realm, refining the Subduing Tiger Arhat True Form, his future was boundless.

Therefore, this Master Li had developed some pride in his heart, not holding Zhou Ping’an in high regard, which was unsurprising.

After all, in his view, not only was the other’s cultivation several grades lower than his own.

He also did not receive the valued attention of the elder Heavenly Cave masters from the Cloud Water Sect, in terms of resources and martial techniques, he was far behind, how could he not be defeated.

However, whether strong or weak, as long as pride is harbored in the heart, it is very likely to capsize in the gutter, turning a battle that should have been won into defeat.

This kind of scenario, Monk Xuan Shan, had witnessed many times and experienced personally several times.

At this moment his advice was also not in ill will, but rather a habitual care for the younger generation.

"Uncle, rest assured, your nephew does not mean to underestimate, this battle, I will surely treat Zhou Ping’an as the greatest enemy of my life, I will not withdraw the troops until his head is severed and his soul has passed on."

"That’s best."

Monk Xuan Shan glanced at the green lotus flag behind Li Yuangang’s shoulder before not saying anything more.