Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path-Chapter 900 - 693: Rising Dragon + - 694: Rising Again to Subdue Demons_2

Chapter 900: Chapter 693: Rising Dragon + Chapter 694: Rising Again to Subdue Demons_2

"This is what it means for the tide to have turned."

At this moment, Zhou Ping’an gained a deeper understanding of public sentiment and Qi Fortune.

He thought to himself that unless absolutely necessary, he must never use this move.

Otherwise, if it fails to kill the enemy and exposes his weak point, it could lead to total ruin.

Of course, the best approach is to avoid losing the people’s support and letting Qi Fortune leak away.

When fate turns against someone, all sorts of strange things occur.

Fortunately, by now, there was no one who dared to force him to use the Qi Fortune of the Three Provinces. His individual power alone was enough to suppress all enemies.

Of course, this was before the resurgence of the Spirit Tide.

The battle unfolding before him was as clear as lines on his palm in Zhou Ping’an’s eyes.

He did not hesitate.

His figure transformed into a gentle breeze, weaving through the void, with sword light flashing six times in succession.

Puff, puff, puff...

Six Divine Generals, in mid-air, caught in intense combat, simultaneously felt a chill in their hearts, the scenery before them changing, as their heads flew off.

What Divine Skills, what Secret Techniques.

At this moment, under Zhou Ping’an’s blade, they all became illusions.

They could neither see Zhou Ping’an’s form nor block the sword light imbued with Star Picking Power that tore through the void.

The sky exploded like six fireworks blooming.

Blood splattered down.

More than a hundred thousand Imperial Army soldiers below let out a shout, collapsing entirely in an instant.

Chased by the Ping’an Army, they were frantically cut down from behind.

The army collapsed like a landslide, a dark tide scurrying towards the Eastern City Gate of Xijing.

The cries of "Surrender and you will not be killed!" echoed far and near.

The battle gradually subsided.

"Husband..."

Lin Huaiyu rode the wind with her sword to Zhou Ping’an’s side, looking at him with an odd expression, completely at a loss for words.

Thousands of words, encapsulated in just one call of "husband".

She had thought she had grown rapidly enough, able to withstand the skills of two high-ranking Divine Generals and even gain the upper hand, believing that no martial expert in the world was to be feared.

However, seeing Zhou Ping’an in action, she realized.

Even with her strength, she couldn’t quite grasp how he made his move.

Let alone the unbelievably strong offensive power contained within the sword light.

Putting herself in their place and comparing carefully.

The six Divine Generals together couldn’t withstand one strike from Zhou Ping’an—could she withstand two?

It seemed doubtful.

Yu Changsheng also felt immense pressure, muttering softly, "Monster..."

"Uncle Master Yu, what did you say?"

Zhou Ping’an’s face turned stern.

He seemed to have heard Uncle Master Xiao Yu cursing.

"Heh heh, I was saying, Master Husband’s martial power is overwhelmingly strong, making one feel dwarfed."

Yu Changsheng quickly put on a big smile, foolishly showing a fawning smile.

Uncles and nephews, all nonsense.

Better to go along with him a bit, or there’d be trouble at night.

Thinking of Zhou Ping’an’s physique as strong as an Ancient Fierce Beast, she felt apprehensive.

Pure heart!

Zhou Ping’an was momentarily speechless and couldn’t help but laugh as well.

If anyone dared say again that a pure heart equals a simple mind, he would bash their head until it was simple.

Look at Uncle Master Yu, even using a cutesy tone, knowing how to flatter him, making that call of "husband" melt his bones threefold.

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Chapter 694: Rise Again to Vanquish Demons

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With the death of the Ten Great Divine Generals.

The Guardian King and the current Prime Minister both perished in battle.

After that, there were no hitches in receiving the surrender of the Imperial Army, storming the city, and calming the people’s hearts.

During these days.

The Ping’an Army had become accustomed to conquering cities and claiming lands.

Even if Xijing was a bit larger and had more people, it wasn’t really that different.

The outer city citizens quickly accepted the change of banners on the city tower.

And the inner city, especially the Imperial City.

When Zhou Ping’an led several thousand elites to smash through the gates of the Imperial City, all resistance was quelled.

All people cherish life and fear death.

No one would knowingly march to their death and continue to resist.

Standing in front of Yangxin Hall.

Watching the fire that had just risen being extinguished.

Zhou Ping’an slightly raised his head and saw above the hall, two golden wings fluttering, transforming into a stream of light flying over.

It was Lin Huaiyu.

She was carrying a person in her hand.

That was a fat man dressed in a yellow dragon robe.

Despite his pampered skin and soft flesh, it couldn’t conceal the fine wrinkles on his face.

"How dare you treat me like this, I will..."

"Enough with the ’me, me, me,’ you rushed to escape even before the battle in the outer city was decided, really eye-opening."

Zhou Ping’an laughed: "No wonder you are the foolish emperor who drove the Great Yu Dynasty to the people’s wrath."

With his Heavenly Eye open, he could see the thin Dragon Qi and the flickering, candle-like Qi Fortune on the other’s body.

The Golden Luck Dragon, although almost invisible, still existed, showing his original status.

"Let’s hold a public trial, gather this foolish emperor and all the courtiers together, and after we’re done with this, select an auspicious day and time, escort them to the Meridian Gate for a public trial."

Zhou Ping’an said calmly: "Remember to spread the word, so all the poor folk can come and see."

"Good idea."

Lin Huaiyu smiled brightly.

This was indeed the best way to handle things.

Though not very high in status, she had heard that whether or not a rebellion leads to regicide, it is considered ominous.

In general changes of dynasties.

Catching the emperor of the previous dynasty.

They would usually bestow a title for them to live on.

Whether dubbed "Disobedient Marquis," "Befuddled Marquis," "Contented Marquis" or such, a title would be given nevertheless. Then they would be raised like pigs, letting their life essence slowly drain away.

Ultimately they would die of old age, or from worry.

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