Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path

Zhou Ping’an coughed lightly a few times and spat out several fetid blood clots before he felt that the filthy stench, worse than a sewer, was finally leaving his body and mind.

At that time, he finally relaxed.

Turning to look around, he noticed that there was a slight disturbance within the city which soon returned to its desolate and cold atmosphere.

The blood haze soaring into the sky from where the Prefectural Governor’s Mansion of Cui Guangling was located seemed to obscure even the moonlight under Zhou Ping’an’s mental perception.

"They haven’t chased after me. Are they afraid to chase, or simply uninterested?"

Zhou Ping’an paused, pondering for a moment before suddenly realizing.

"That’s right; I took some damage just now, but the Sea-Splitting Sword seemed able to cut through everything—even spiritual souls. Even the unusual and tricky Blood Spirit Child should have suffered some damage after being cut."

"That old man must be frightened."

Just at that thought, Zhou Ping’an’s previously gloomy mood was swept away.

"Hehe," he chuckled softly.

With this, the initiative was his.