Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path-Chapter 827 - 639: Evil Spirit Flaw + - 640: Spirit Sword Master_2
Chapter 827: Chapter 639: Evil Spirit Flaw + Chapter 640: Spirit Sword Master_2
However, in all things under heaven, there must be a weakness.
From the "Peeping Void" perspective of Entering Minutiae, Zhou Ping’an could still see the red, white, and yellow glowing dots on the two monsters’ bodies.
The white light spread in patches, the yellow dots were sparse, and the red dots wandered unpredictably, not very obvious.
Although not very visible, they still existed.
However, it required attacking the wandering qi in a specific sequence.
That unique, shadowy, black qi.
’Between heaven and earth, though there is no spiritual energy, in the bodies of both living creatures and the dead there exist both vitality and death qi. What sort of method the one behind this uses to control these two monsters, or where they are hiding, remains unknown.’
The inability to extend spiritual power to scan made this very inconvenient.
Unable to sense the flow of qi, Zhou Ping’an had no way of locating the opponent.
Perhaps they were far away, or perhaps very close.
But clearly, the opponent had the ability for Breath Concealment and Form Hiding, leaving no trace or flaw.
It was entirely possible they stood nearby, smirking in secret, thinking their plan had succeeded.
"The Evil Spirit Sect, huh?"
Zhou Ping’an let out a cold chuckle, already having seen through the essence of this matter.
Without further hesitation, he stood tall and jumped off the carriage.
By this moment, the two massive monsters had already injured several people and were charging to within ten zhang of the carriage.
Clearly, the method Mr. Yu mentioned earlier was not going to work.
If Zhou Ping’an were to leave the convoy to search for the manipulator behind the scenes, the slow-moving, poorly defended group would likely suffer total annihilation.
"Unable to kill? It’s merely that the method hasn’t been found yet."
Zhou Ping’an’s long saber unsheathed, transforming into a streak of green light. He moved with the saber, striking at the bend of the corpse demon’s left knee.
Indeed, his first slash aimed for the left knee joint of the monster, the blade barely making contact before pulling back.
So fast, it was like an illusion.
The second slash struck at the creature’s left elbow joint.
The third slash, with the momentum of a raging tide, stabbed directly into the Dan Zhong Acupoint on the monster’s chest.
Pffft...
The three strikes combined into one seamless movement, and as the monster’s Dan Zhong Acupoint was pierced, a sudden gust of yin wind surged in the open forest clearing. In everyone’s ears rang a mournful wail.
The towering monster, as tall as a building, suddenly collapsed like a punctured balloon, deflating into a heap on the ground. Its massive form dissolved into rotting flesh and blood, with streams of black qi rising to the sky.
"Just like that, it’s dead."
Peng Qiuyan, wielding her saber in self-protection while blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, staggered back after receiving a punch from the monster. Seeing this scene unfold, her eyes widened in shock as she stood frozen.
Not just her—He Sixi and the others wielding the Four Seasons Saber also exhaled deeply, their faces lighting up with joy.
The logic was simple: if Zhou Ping’an could kill one monster, he could certainly kill two.
Though none could understand how he did it, as long as the method could suppress the monsters, the crisis was effectively resolved.
Though the monsters struck with powerful force, their speed was not overwhelmingly fast. If they couldn’t win, at least they could dodge.
The terrifying part was that these creatures were once thought unkillable, and no methods of suppression were known.
What was worst was that retreat or escape wasn’t an option.
This was an escort mission.
They might barely manage to flee on their own.
But taking others with them? That was certain death.
In such a situation, being forced to endure the attacks passively was utterly infuriating.
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Chapter 640: Spirit Sword Master
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"Everything has a flaw, and there’s always a critical point. As long as you find the method and force out the weakness, killing it won’t be so difficult."
Having succeeded with his strike, Zhou Ping’an did not linger.
His body swept through the air like the wind, vaulting over the giant claw of the remaining monster. With a single slash, his saber struck the creature’s Baihui point.
The saber’s light flowed like a torrent, deflecting the claw that was raised to defend itself, before striking the monster’s left chest. Pushing forward, Zhou Ping’an flipped his blade and slashed at the back of its neck.
Splurt...
The remaining corpse demon also collapsed into a pile of rotting flesh, crumbling into a heap and moving no more.
As plumes of black qi rose into the sky, a strange ripple suddenly surged into the forest.
"Found you."
Zhou Ping’an snorted coldly.
Reaching back with his left hand, the air compressed, forming a swirling gale. The Fire Phoenix Bow leapt up and landed snugly in his grasp.
Unnoticed by all, a white-feathered arrow had already appeared in his right hand.
Twang...
The bowstring half-drew.
The muscles of Zhou Ping’an’s arms moved fluidly like water, and crimson lotus patterns faintly appeared in the air. fгeewёbnoѵel_cσm
Release!
A pale red gleam shot through the air, howling as it pierced into the forest.
Eight hundred meters away.
Thwack, thwack, thwack...
The arrow curved, tearing through two bamboo stalks and a tree trunk, piercing out from behind the tree before embedding itself squarely in the forehead of the long-bearded Taoist.
This long-bearded Taoist had been leaping and dodging, shifting his position three times, only to get behind the tree and immediately be headshot by the arrow.
His eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at the small hole in the tree. He collapsed backward, silent in death.
"Go. Southeast, thirty zhang ahead—the demon Taoist is dead."
Putting away the longbow, Zhou Ping’an returned to the carriage, stowed the weapon in its case, and said, "Let’s move on. Let’s reach Tongshan City early before nightfall so everyone can get a good night’s rest."
"Yes!"
Cheerful responses echoed all around.
The convoy resumed its journey.
Zhang Bai and the others had already rushed to investigate the Taoist’s death site.
Before long, they returned with their findings.
Aside from some scattered gold and silver trinkets, jars and vials, and an identity token, there was nothing of real value.
As for who had sent the assassin?
Perhaps others cared about this.
Zhou Ping’an, however, paid it no mind.
His goal had always been crystal clear.
To complete the mission.
Whatever grievances or grudges belonged to this world, they had nothing to do with him. To him, the escort mission given by the Shadow Pavilion was everything.
Since the mission was accepted, no one—not anyone—could disrupt it.
Even if it were a client from this world linked to the Shadow Pavilion, they couldn’t change the task.
This was about his reward. Even if the Heavenly King himself intervened, Zhou Ping’an would see it through.
These eight children? Not a single one could go missing.
Why take less when he could have all eight?
As for the other rewards—gold and silver treasures, martial arts manuals—though relevant to others like the Yin Yang Sword or the Four Seasons Saber, Zhou Ping’an viewed them as insignificant.
To him, these were negligible.
Gold and silver? Owning an entire province meant he had more treasures than several warehouses could store.
Martial arts secret manuals? What’s the point of manuals that could only take one to the Bone Marrow Transformation Realm and not even the Blood Exchange Stage?
Leave this world, and they’d be worthless.
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After resting for the night at the Pleasant Arrival Inn in Tongshan Prefecture City, Zhou Ping’an shared a hearty drink with Peng Qiuyan and the others. The next day at dawn, they resumed their journey.
This time, they met no further enemies until they reached Jingxi County.
Another thirty li ahead lay Capital City. Zhou Ping’an thought the escort mission was nearing its end. Everyone in the group now traveled with joyful chatter and laughter.
Even Yin Yang Sword, the Four Seasons Saber, and others were already planning what to do with their rewards once the mission was complete.
"Honestly, without Mr. Yu’s guidance on this mission, we might all have perished," Peng Qiuyan’s signature hearty laugh rang out.
"Once the job is done, let’s be sure to have a proper drink with you, Mr. Yu. This time, let’s drink until we drop."
Apparently, the heroine was still hung up on only being allowed three bowls back in Tongshan Prefecture.
The rest might drink for the taste, but she would not feel satisfied unless properly intoxicated.
Glancing at the awkwardly smiling He Sixi, Zhou Ping’an chuckled softly, shaking his head: "Getting drunk isn’t something a few jars of aged wine can handle. Heroine Peng, you’d better be willing to spend."
"A small matter!"
Peng Qiuyan patted her chest with a thud, boldly declaring, "We’ll go to the most famous Qunyu Building and drink their Wind Snow Brew. Drink as much as you want..."
Before she could finish, her eyes narrowed, and she abruptly pulled on the reins.
Ahead on the road, at some unknown time, a lone figure had appeared.
The figure slowly turned around, wrist flicking as a scabbard dropped to the ground.
A long sword entered everyone’s view.
The sword’s blade emitted a swirling red glow, distorting and overheating the surrounding air, creating the illusion that a massive furnace had ignited around the figure, flames roaring and rising skyward.
A wave of suffocating heat rushed forward even from a distance, parching tongues and making breathing difficult.
"The Crimson Flame Sword, Ultimate Flame Palace Master."
Though Yin Yang Sword and the Four Seasons Saber struggled with the suffocating heat, they couldn’t help but gasp audibly.
Peng Qiuyan’s face showed a tinge of pain, mixed with visible confusion: "As a Spirit Sword Master of such status, Senior Zhong... could he truly have been driven to participate in such an assassination plot?"
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