Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path
Chapter 795 - 615: Three Mountains Seal + - 616: Shadow Assassination_3

Chapter 795: Chapter 615: Three Mountains Seal + Chapter 616: Shadow Assassination_3

How could he dare to dash alone into the garrison, seeking death?

If he were to be even slightly careless and get cornered and killed by these juniors, his hundreds of years of cultivation would be squandered in an instant.

It would certainly become a joke for all the world to see, causing the Pure Yang Sect to bear the shame for thousands of years.

This kind of losing proposition was something he would not engage in.

After all, the news had already spread. Niece Apprentice Mingyu met a terrible end. Once the senior brothers arrive, they will naturally reduce these few to dust and ashes.

At this moment, he only needed to block the garrison and prevent their escape.

"He’s completely unprovoked."

Zhou Ping’an took a long breath, his eyebrows furrowed slightly.

These Cultivating Immortality and Refining Path folks, no matter the sect, might be smart or foolish, but their temperament was absolutely calm and mature.

They judged the situation with extreme precision.

Just like now, he could also deduce that Taoist Chongshan from before had certainly not left but was sneakily waiting nearby, eager to strike immediately once they exited the garrison.

However, he definitely would not have expected that not only had I instantly picked up General Mingyu’s signature cultivation technique Ten Thousand Transformation Profound Skill, mastering the Thousand Changes and Ten Thousand Transformations Technique, I even possessed an exceedingly formidable stealth movement technique like Carefree Journey.

Unless Taoist Chongshan maintained constant control of the Yuan Qi in the several miles around him, using it to probe and explore, there’s no chance he could detect my actions.

Yan Bing and Shen Bi approached, supporting Fang Sheng, whose legs were broken, into the General Mansion.

Their faces were full of joy, and the soldiers around them couldn’t help but smile. Although this battle was perilous, it resulted in a complete victory.

Especially those Beiliang Generals, who knows how many soldiers they killed at Fulong Pass, to the point where the enemy didn’t dare to show their heads.

Shen Bi was also frightened and merely hid inside the garrison, not coming out to fight.

One can imagine just how thrilled and satisfied the soldiers within the garrison were, having killed three Beiliang Generals.

"What comes next..."

Just as Shen Bi was about to ask for the next plan,

Zhou Ping’an quickly put a finger to his lips and whispered, "Shush!"

Seeing his action, everyone tacitly refrained from further questions, only discussing defense plans for the garrison and the procedures for requesting reinforcements through burning incense.

The strategies previously planned had a minor hiccup during the killing of Huo Lingfeng, almost running into trouble.

The appearance of someone from the Divine Martial Realm seemed a bit early, a bit abrupt.

But anyhow, it ultimately went according to the original plan.

The slaying of three Generals.

That Venerable Chong Guang from the Divine Martial Realm must be fuming mad, constantly looking for an opportunity to seize upon and eliminate us...

He gets truly provoked, locked in place in front of Fulong Pass.

No longer able to attend to other affairs.

This is the opportunity.

...

Zhou Ping’an silently performed acupuncture, using the force of boundless vitality, to promote the regrowth of Fang Sheng’s severed legs. Amidst Fang Sheng’s words of gratitude, he pretended to be tuckered out, saying he needed a short rest, then lay down on the bed in the Quiet Room, closed his eyes to rest under the covers.

The blanket rose in a mound, but his true body had already utilized the Ten Thousand Transformation Profound Skill, transforming into a tiny moth, flying out.

It flitted through the window, over the square, onto the city wall, then into the plains beyond.

When the moth darted into the grass then emerged again, it became indistinguishable from the other fireflies in the night sky.

Zhou Ping’an was not flying fast.

He meandered leisurely, as if without purpose.

But he was very patient.

Zigzagging, hovering and stopping, he moved across fragrant meadows, through streams, weaving through the trees.

After about forty-five minutes, realizing he was now quite far from Fulong Pass and sensed no trace of danger deep in his heart...

The firefly he had transformed into flickered faintly beneath a leaf and disappeared, his entire form already changed back into human shape, blending into the night mist, becoming a wisp of cloud, moving a hundred yards in a single breath, silently and swiftly speeding toward the Beiliang Army’s main camp.

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