parentshiftbook Chapter 72: The Mirror Stone. Hello... My name is Zhang Ping.
Chapter 72: The Mirror Stone. Hello... My name is Zhang Ping.
"Who is it?"
Prime Minister Turtle was shocked!
The attack came without any warning. By the time he reacted, the blade had already struck his white belly.
The underside of the turtle's shell is whitish in color and is also a relatively thin area of the shell.
The blade struck it, splitting a half-meter-wide gash in the tortoise shell! The flesh and blood inside were clearly visible.
"ah--!!"
Impacted by the flashing blade, he tumbled several times on the river. When he finally recovered, he felt excruciating pain and the black blood energy invading his body. The Turtle Prime Minister roared in anger.
Its gaping maw opened wide, and its large, window-like eyes stared intently at Zhang Ping as he emerged from the water.
"It's you! You little bug, do you really think I wouldn't dare kill you!"
The next moment, a huge column of water spewed out from its mouth, surrounded by dark blue gas. It was so fast that it created a sonic boom in the space!
Zhang Ping's expression changed. He hadn't expected the old tortoise to have this trick up its sleeve. He had never seen it use this move before on the Gui Tianhe battlefield.
"The power of water!"
In a swift dodge, he raised his right hand, barely managing to slow the incoming water column, while simultaneously lifting water from the river and compressing it to form a water shield!
"Die!"
Seeing this, the Turtle Prime Minister increased his output again, his tail spinning wildly to suck in water, which he then spewed out from his large mouth, creating a cycle.
After dodging several times, Zhang Ping noticed its method of absorbing water. With a flick of his eye, he manipulated the water around the Turtle Prime Minister to recede.
In the blink of an eye, it creates an open space in the water around it.
Without the water source, the water column immediately dissipated. Seeing this, the Turtle Prime Minister gritted his teeth...
"Kid, don't blame me!"
It clasped its two front paws together, and from its sharp tortoise mouth began to utter a series of complex incantations: "&％#……％*……￥％％&".
Zhang Ping sensed something was wrong and raised his longsword: "Ghost Blade - Ashes of Ruins!"
Upon seeing his strike, the Turtle Prime Minister panicked instantly, exclaiming incredulously, "Impossible! How can you still unleash your qi and blood?!"
Immediately, disregarding everything, it turned around and prepared to withstand the attack with its hard shell, raising the volume of its incantation.
Zhang Ping was puzzled. He watched as the blade flashed and sent the hundred-meter-tall tortoise flying, yet he felt no unusual sensation in his body.
"What's that old tortoise doing?"
He was puzzled, but his hands wouldn't stop moving; he'd strike while the iron was hot!
Another flash of light appeared as he drew his sword!
The Turtle Prime Minister tumbled off the open ground and plunged into the river, his gushing blood staining the surface red.
The subsequent flash of light added another cut to the glans of its penis.
"Ah...! Impossible! Why aren't you affected by the summoning spell? What did you do to Lord Yamazawa?!"
Zhang Ping didn't understand the summoning spell it was using, but considering the demonic mountains and marshes, and the fact that he had been mistaken for a demon slayer, he immediately made a guess.
Could it be that the so-called Summoning Spell is used to target the demons within the demon slayer's body?
His eyes flickered, and then he thought of his own situation.
He wasn't some kind of demon slayer. Shanze's heart wasn't sealed inside his body at all; he used the panel to completely refine it!
Therefore, it will not be affected by the summoning spell.
Having figured this out, Zhang Ping felt more confident, and a smile appeared on his lips.
"Old turtle, today I'm going to use your shell to make soup!" he said, his attack becoming increasingly fierce.
The Turtle Prime Minister was forced to retreat repeatedly, his shell covered in knife marks.
Zhang Ping nearly chopped off one of his turtle heads several times.
The river was churning, and it seemed that Prime Minister Turtle was struggling to hold on when suddenly a bird's cry came from the distant horizon.
"Singing—"
A giant bird, hundreds of meters long with wings wreathed in flames, burned half the sky red. Before it even arrived, a pillar of fire pierced through the clouds!
"You damned bird, you've finally arrived!" The Turtle Prime Minister was overjoyed at the sight. His massive body became agile at that moment, dodging Zhang Ping's sword technique and retreating.
The pillar of fire on the horizon was approaching, precisely covering Zhang Ping's location.
"A Flaming Bird?!" Zhang Ping was not surprised but delighted. Sensing that he was being subtly locked on, he quickly sheathed his sword and lightly raised his right hand.
A wall of water, hundreds of meters thick, blocked their way!
The pillar of fire met the wall of water, a hissing sound of evaporation filled the air, and white steam rose into the sky.
The entire river surface was enveloped in water vapor.
As the hissing sound subsided, a massive claw covered in red scales emerged from the steam, already a hundred meters in front of Zhang Ping.
Zhang Ping remained calm and composed, handling the situation with composure.
He sheathed his long sword and clasped his hands together in prayer position.
"The power of water—the hand of erosion!"
Almost instantly, a large amount of black blood and energy flowed from the soles of his feet into the river.
He held his hands still, palms facing out, and retreated rapidly.
The next moment, a hundred-meter-long hand mixed with black blood and qi rose from under the river and grabbed the body of the Flame Bird!
"Get down here!" Zhang Ping shouted sternly!
The flamingo was dragged into the river amidst its terrified cries, its flames being continuously drenched by the water, rapidly depleting its firepower.
The corrosive hand gripped its body firmly, and black blood seeped into its body from its surface.
"Dead bird!"
All of this happened in the blink of an eye. By the time the Turtle Prime Minister reacted, the Flaming Bird was already submerged in the water. Its eyes showed anxiety, and it opened its large mouth, spitting out a black stone cube.
He began chanting the incantation again.
The flamingo struggled fiercely, and the river water seemed to boil, with large numbers of fish and shrimp floating on the surface, their skin scalded red. Bubbles rose and fell with the steam.
Zhang Ping maintained his palm-shaped hand position, continuously channeling his qi and blood, while the Flaming Bird broke free. Seeing the Turtle Prime Minister's actions, his eyelids twitched wildly.
He recognized that black stone square; it was enough to deter Lie Yunshan, who was at the Marrow Marrow Realm, from stepping into the Ghost Heaven River!
It's a killer weapon without even thinking about it!
With this in mind, he could no longer worry about the Flame Bird and immediately prepared to release it and retreat temporarily.
The moment he had this thought, before he could even act, an invisible light from the black stone locked onto him.
Zhang Ping vanished instantly from the river.
The eroding hand beneath the water lost control, and the Flamebird broke free from it, bursting out of the water in a rage.
"Screech—Damn humans!"
At this point, he had completely lost his imposing presence amidst the flames and looked like a drowned rat.
"Stop squawking, you dead bird! Once he's inside the Mirror Stone, he's doomed! Even Lord Yamazawa's power is useless against him!"
The Turtle Prime Minister's face did not show the excitement of about to kill Zhang Ping; instead, his expression was grave.
The secret weapon given by the Demon Lord, the Mirror Stone Cube, was meant to deal with the Demon Extermination Division's Marrow-Entering Realm warriors. I never expected it would be used on this kid. If the Demon Lord finds out, he'll definitely tear his turtle shell off.
"Just wait and see. No matter how strong this kid is, he'll be no match for a mirror image with the same methods and fighting style but a higher cultivation level!" Recalling the humiliation it had just suffered, a bloodthirsty glint flashed in its eyes.
Zhang Ping felt dizzy and disoriented. When he regained his footing, he found himself in an unfamiliar place.
This is a place without sky; it's pitch black overhead, and you can't see anything.
The surroundings were eerily quiet.
Many of the blue bricks on the ground had cracked, and withered weeds lay lying in the gaps. The visible range was only a few dozen meters, and even if Zhang Ping used the Eagle Eye Pattern's Penetrating Illusion-Breaking ability, he could not increase the visual distance.
He frowned and gripped the long sword at his waist warily.
The whole world was empty except for him; there was nothing there.
As far as the eye can see, there is an endless expanse of blue brick ground.
suddenly,
Thump, thump,
Footsteps sounded behind him, and a cold figure pressed against Zhang Ping's back.
A chill ran through Zhang Ping, and he instantly rolled forward, staring straight behind him.
The next moment, he saw a gray human who looked exactly like himself!
They had the exact same build and appearance, wore black tight-fitting clothes, and carried the same long sword at their waist.
Even the disheveled hem of his clothes from the previous battle was perfectly replicated.
The gray-haired human's lips curled slightly upwards, and he said with a sinister smile, "Hello, my name is... Zhang Ping!"