Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path-Chapter 848 - 655: Demon Fox Attack, Dongjiang Crisis + - 656: Mirror Trace Completion, Winning the Hearts of the People
Chapter 848: Chapter 655: Demon Fox Attack, Dongjiang Crisis + Chapter 656: Mirror Trace Completion, Winning the Hearts of the People
The Battle of Pinghu ended in a resounding victory.
With eighty thousand Northern Garrison troops and twenty thousand Imperial Army soldiers surrendering, Zhou Ping’an’s northern army expanded once again.
After a three-day period of rest and reorganization, the army would immediately march out, cross Huangze, and attack Hu Pass...
Zhou Ping’an’s strategists and military generals were actively carrying out their respective duties, reorganizing troops in a flurry of activity. He, however, found a rare moment of leisure and returned to the backyard of the City Guardian Mansion.
This time, it wasn’t about retreating into seclusion to break through his cultivation.
Instead, he was preparing to take a trip to the modern world.
To solidify his position with one decisive battle, any gains in strength, in any form, would be a boon.
For instance, completing the mirror on his wrist.
He had a faint intuition.
Once the Broken Mirror was restored to its complete form, it would bring him an immense surprise.
Of course, this was no easy task.
He hadn’t forgotten that the last time he returned, there were disturbances from the direction of the Sky Hawk Alliance related to the Broken Mirror.
Together with the sense of a massive threat.
Predictably, on this trip back, the Broken Mirror, previously lost to Jacob, would also attract others aiming to claim it. The Five-Tailed Black Demon Fox General holding the Broken Mirror would sense its presence and immediately come for him.
If his Star Spirit Body wasn’t at Completion, Zhou Ping’an certainly wouldn’t dare to return and throw his life away.
But now, having tested his strength, he was confident that his physical body had broken through to Divine Martial, he had comprehended Divine Skills, his True Yuan cultivation had reached the Mid True Martial realm, and with the real manifestation of his Kunpeng form, the dual layers of strength stacked together made ordinary Mid-stage Demon Generals unlikely to be his match.
After undergoing numerous Demon Subduing Trials.
And experiencing the vast might of his Divine Skills.
Zhou Ping’an now had a rather clear understanding of his own capabilities.
Ordinary cultivators—be they Martial Cultivators or Magic Cultivators—at the same level wouldn’t even come close to being his match.
Even those one or two grades above him couldn’t gain the slightest advantage in combat against him.
This outcome had been set in stone from the very beginning.
Not only did he cultivate Immortal Sutra Rank Qi Refinement Techniques, but he also practiced Immortal Sutra Rank Body Refining Techniques, pushing every stage to its utmost limit. Moreover, he had brought some battle Secret Techniques to Great Achievement and even Completion.
In other words, with such profound foundations, he was a prodigy among prodigies, a rarity among rarities.
Among Demon Generals, unless his opponent bore a Divine Beast bloodline, they might be able to test his strength, but ordinary demons posed no threat to him.
"How long will this retreat last this time?"
Green Lady spoke with a hint of reluctance.
Recently, Zhou Ping’an had been perpetually busy, either fighting battles or cultivating in seclusion. The two of them had spent little time together; it had been a long while since they shared a tender moment.
It stung her heart—he had just finished cultivating and fought a battle with the Imperial Army, only to immediately retreat for painstaking cultivation again. The thought left her feeling somewhat bitter.
Could it be that her husband no longer loved her?
Looking at Zhou Ping’an, who grew more powerful by the day, she sometimes reflected on their time together at the Washing Flowers Pavilion, where they had spoken of enjoying the vistas along the path of cultivation. Had those words been nothing more than a dream she had woven deep within her heart?
I had thought perhaps the distance between us would shrink, but instead, it has only grown wider. Now I can’t even see the shadow of his back.
"If I’m quick, five or six shichen; if slower, two or three days. I’ll do my best to leave seclusion before the army sets out."
Zhou Ping’an gently embraced Green Lady, who clung to him like a kitten, and smiled. "I can’t afford to linger in this tender haven for now. The more strength I gain now, the better advantage I’ll have later. Once the grand scheme is settled, then we’ll have plenty of days to be together..."
"I’m not—"
Green Lady’s face flushed bright red; his words had made it sound as though she was insatiable.
"I know. No matter how far along I advance in cultivation, I won’t leave you behind—that much is certain."
Zhou Ping’an spoke softly.
He had acutely sensed the emotions stirring in Green Lady’s heart.
It was nothing more than unease.
"Mm."
Green Lady nestled docilely in Zhou Ping’an’s embrace.
For the first time, she refrained from using playful charms before him.
...
When he opened his eyes again, chilling Yin Wind howled around him. In the distance, a dark, oppressive army exuded an ominous aura of murder.
Even with Zhou Ping’an’s current strength, he couldn’t help but feel slightly unnerved by this icy malevolence...
"Who could have laid this Nine Layers of Hell Array? If it was Madame Zhao Yue, then what level has her realm reached?"
A fleeting thought crossed Zhou Ping’an’s mind. At present, he had no intention of unraveling the ancient formation within the ruins or uncovering the secrets hidden at its end.
Plainly, now was not the time for such endeavors.
Activating the Mirror Trace on his wrist, upon returning to the modern world, he instantly sensed an incredibly familiar ripple resonating in the distance.
Moreover, as soon as this ripple emerged, it rapidly sped toward him at an alarming pace.
"It’s absolutely not a plane. Perhaps that fox demon is using its innate powers for air manipulation. Hah, so impatient!"
...
The setting sun cast a golden-orange light across the sea, its gleaming waves forming countless glittering scales that stretched as far as the horizon, blending seamlessly with the sky.
On a pleasure boat, a young girl dressed lightly smiled sweetly.
She smoothed back her hair as it was tousled by the sea breeze with one hand, while her other hand posed in a peace sign, laughing and saying, "Family, who said the ocean waves are harsh? Isn’t this so calm right now? The streamer has been out to sea for three days and hasn’t seen any bad weather—always soaking up the sun! Look, my skin is getting darker."
The girl pursed her lips, tugging at her thin shirt to show everyone whether her skin really looked bad. Her face mischievously showed a hint of dimpled sadness just in time.
This chapter is updated by freew(e)bnovel.(c)om
