Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path
Chapter 757 - 589 Jile Bestows a Head+ - 590 All Dharma Forms are Void_2

Chapter 757: Chapter 589 Jile Bestows a Head+Chapter 590 All Dharma Forms are Void_2

Zhou Ping’an reached out and patted Bai He on the shoulder.

He said with a grin.

Seeing that the other party wanted to say something more, he quickly whipped the Old White Tiger, turning into a puff of white smoke, and swiftly distancing himself.

As for Uncle Yu Changsheng and his master and senior brothers.

Zhou Ping’an gave each of them a Top-Grade Enlightenment Pill; now they are devoted to cultivating and making breakthroughs, hence they don’t have the time to join him in the "eradication of evil."

Presumably, by the time he returns, he will see their cultivation greatly advanced.

"We’ve arrived here."

The Old White Tiger, elated, sprinted wildly for fifty li, arriving quickly in front of a bare stone mountain.

"Truth be told, to capture and kill this thief, there’s no need for so much trouble. Despite how loud that small lion roars, his Sound Attack Skill was actually learned from me.

With just a roar, the Jile villain will certainly have no time to care about anything else but to hastily escape through the back door, and who else but I know the exact location of the exit of the tunnel he dug?"

"Let’s give it a try."

Zhou Ping’an looked at the Old White Tiger curiously.

He thought to himself, it’s no wonder this tiger has lived such a comfortable life in the Brahma Temple, as a demon not subjected to rejection, entrusted with important tasks, sent to oversee an area, and even leading troops into battle.

Without any worry that he would create chaos on the frontlines.

Though born a demon beast, he certainly possesses quite the nimble wit, being extremely clever with his expressions and gestures.

The Old White Tiger had clearly discovered over a hundred frail women within the Underground Palace, as well as many pitiful commoner servants and slaves.

If one were to recklessly charge in and kill, whether the Jile Old Buddha dies or not wouldn’t matter.

Those men and women who haven’t cultivated would be certain to die to the last one.

Infiltrating and assassinating through Concealment wasn’t impossible either.

However, no one knew for sure whether there were any powerful warning mechanisms within the tunnels of the Underground Palace.

Furthermore, Zhou Ping’an didn’t believe that this Child, who practiced lascivious and Evil Skills, was worth his great effort.

"Roar..."

The Old White Tiger let out a tiger roar.

Wind surged on the spot.

The mountains echoed in response.

The ground trembled slightly as well.

Even within the Underground Palace, ripples surged and dust flew.

In Zhou Ping’an’s Mental Induction, a beam of pink light, swift as lightning, sped through the earth for more than twenty li, reaching the side of a small river.

And Zhou Ping’an, riding upon the Old White Tiger, had already merged with the wind and arrived noiselessly in advance.

After all, traveling on the surface was faster than through the cramped tunnel below.

And he could travel in a straight line.

’Indeed, having a mount really does save energy.’

Zhou Ping’an chuckled lightly.

He observed the Jile Child in front of him, panicking and bumping into things as he fled.

The long saber had already turned into a wave-like blade shadow.

"No..."

The Jile Old Buddha no longer had the composure and ferocity seen at Three Mountains Pass.

He was like a dog that had lost its home.

Barely having the time to release a mist, creating dazzling illusions, without even using his True Martial Dharma, he was already cleaved in two by Zhou Ping’an’s One Slash.

This time, Zhou Ping’an didn’t even use his True Kunpeng Form.

He simply relied on the strength of his flesh and swung his saber, unleashing a highly restrained Sky-splitting Saber technique.

"Divine Power of the master."

The Tiger Vanguard was nearly scared out of his wits again.

If Zhou Ping’an had used his full strength, drawing upon the Heaven and Earth Vital Energy, and amplified by his True Form, it would have been understandable.

But he hadn’t done so.

Effortlessly, as if brushing off a speck of dust from his body, a blade light appeared, and the Jile Old Buddha was decapitated.

And how condensed was this blade light?

It produced not the slightest wind sound, nor did it harm a single blade of grass.

Thinking back to when the other party emerged from the mist right before his eyes at Three Mountains Pass, and now witnessing such a slash, how can he not understand what this all means?

It means that if Zhou Ping’an chose to assassinate, he could be next to his head with a slash before he even noticed.

What’s even more terrifying.

Having already cleaved the other into two, he still released that ominous flame to burn the body.

What does that imply?

Not only murdering, but also burning the body and extinguishing the soul.

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Chapter 590: All Dharma Forms are Void

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Within Chitong County.

The news of the defeat ahead had not yet reached them.

The city was peaceful and calm.

Even the beggars on the streets, close to starving to death, had serene expressions on their faces.

Not to mention the commoners, officials, and wealthy households walking on the streets, their faces radiating a dreamlike self-confidence, their heads held high.

At this moment, true equality among all living beings is realized within the County City.

If one could overlook the illusory yet real white mist filling the air.

This place could truly be the Spiritual Mountain, the paradise described in the scriptures of the Buddha Sect.

In the very center of the County City.

A towering ten-zhang tall Golden Buddha Statue stood within the sumptuously solemn temple, clear to see even from ten li away.

The hundreds of thousands of people in the County City could simply raise their heads to see the compassionate and sorrowful smile on the face of the Buddha Statue.

Upon seeing the Buddha Statue, no other thoughts linger in the mind, only reverence.

No one noticed a thin streak of white light, like flowing luminescence, entering the Buddha Statue’s forehead, causing the Statue, which always maintained a compassionate smile, to move its eyelids slightly.

It seemed as though it would come to life in the next moment.

"Junior brother, are you truly determined to go this far? This city is no longer defensible; why not come back to our temple with me? The ancestors have a Secret Technique that can allow you to be reincarnated and resolve the enigma within the womb."

An elderly monk with white whiskers and long eyebrows stood in front of the temple hall, appearing very inconspicuous.

But to the monks bowing and praying from afar, the aura emanating from the long-eyebrowed old monk shot up to the heavens, his formidable presence seeming even mightier than the Buddha Statue itself.