Longevity: Comprehending the Heart Method

But Song Xianming’s keen Divine Sense quickly locked onto Chang Wudao’s position. With a flicker, he appeared dozens of miles away. Light bloomed in his palm as a great seal depicting the Brocade River and Mountain materialized and came crashing down.

”Little Divine Technique—Mountain-Flipping Seal.”

Although it was the same technique, the version Song Xianming unleashed was on a completely different level from Song Changsheng’s, possessing the power to sunder mountains and rivers.

BOOM!

Chang Wudao’s figure appeared beneath the great seal. At such close range, escape was impossible.

Amid a bloodcurdling scream, he was crushed, completely shattering a Spirit Mountain planted with Iron Heart Wood. The Spiritual Vein on the mountain broke apart, and Spiritual Qi spilled out into the air.

Had an ordinary Purple Mansion Cultivator taken such a direct hit, they would have been gravely wounded, if not killed outright.

But Chang Wudao, having already forged the Blood Demon True Body, was clearly an exception.

Song Changsheng, who had been monitoring the battlefield, immediately commanded the Quasi-Celestial Ship to attack. A pillar of white light transformed into a giant python and lunged at Chang Wudao, tearing a gruesome, bloody hole in his chest. Through the wound, one could even see the writhing organs within his chest cavity.

Even so, the injury was not fatal. Given some time, he would be able to recover.

For the current Chang Wudao, neither his heart nor his head was a fatal weak point. As long as he wasn’t blown to smithereens, he could regrow his heart or reattach his head!

”Is this all you’ve got?”

Chang Wudao slowly rose to his feet, a manic grin on his face. Though he was smiling, the rage in his heart had reached its zenith.

Around the edges of the bloody hole in his chest, countless pinkish tendrils of flesh began to grow frantically. They intertwined, quickly knitting the gruesome wound more than halfway shut.

Such terrifying Recovery Power made Song Changsheng gasp. At this point, he wouldn’t even be surprised if Chang Wudao grew a whole new arm.

It wasn’t that he’d never dealt with Demonic Cultivators before, but this was the first one who was so tenacious and bizarre.

Sometimes, Song Changsheng couldn’t help but think of the remnants of the Blood Demon Sect. ’You guys are so unprofessional.’

This maverick, Chang Wudao, was more of a Blood Demon than the actual Blood Demons.

Song Xianming’s eyes narrowed. ’The only way to break this stalemate is to attack his Divine Soul.’ He had one last trump card up his sleeve, but he would only get one shot. He needed someone to create an opening for a killing blow.

He glanced at Song Changsheng, who understood him instantly.

”Give me all the remaining Celestial Shaking Thunders!”

Song Changrong quickly handed him a Storage Bag.

”Wait for me here,” Song Changsheng said to Jin Xuan at his feet. Then, with a stamp of his foot, he shot toward Chang Wudao using Sword Control.

Seeing this, Chang Wudao let out an enraged roar. In his eyes, Song Changsheng was a mere insect who actually dared to attack him. This was a blatant provocation!

”Die!” Chang Wudao’s left arm suddenly split apart, transforming into several scarlet tentacles that whipped toward Song Changsheng.

BOOM! BOOM!

Piloting the Quasi-Celestial Ship, Song Chang’an used its remaining energy to fire two final shots, blasting apart the two scarlet tentacles that posed the greatest threat to Song Changsheng.

Song Xianming also swung his Treasure Sword, severing several more tentacles that fell to the ground and continued to writhe.

The Tai Chi Diagram slowly unfolded, shielding Song Changsheng. The last few tentacles posed no threat to him whatsoever.

He didn’t get too close, as confronting a Purple Mansion Cultivator head-on was too dangerous. He threw out all the Celestial Shaking Thunders at once and summoned the Spirit-Slaying Gourd from his waist.

”Gourd, slay the spirit!”

The Invisible Blade swept through the void, rushing straight into Chang Wudao’s mind.

Having just broken through to the Purple Mansion realm, he had not yet had time to construct defenses within his Sea of Consciousness. He was caught completely off guard, falling into a daze for a split second.

To him, the Celestial Shaking Thunders normally moved at a crawl, easy to dodge. But because of that momentary lapse, dozens of them reached him and detonated at the exact same time.

The violent explosion generated a Thunderstorm. The arms Chang Wudao had raised to defend himself were blown to smithereens, and his whole body was sent flying backward uncontrollably.

Now!

A sharp glint flashed in Song Xianming’s eyes, who had been lying in wait. He mobilized his surging Divine Sense Power in its entirety. A small, dazzlingly golden knife materialized behind his head and transformed into a streak of golden light that shot toward Chang Wudao.

This was the Little Divine Technique that Song Xianming had comprehended after his breakthrough to the Purple Mansion realm: the Soul-Slaying Golden Saber!

The golden light sank into Chang Wudao’s head without resistance, shattering his Sea of Consciousness and his Divine Soul to pieces.

Chang Wudao’s eyes shot open in fury, and he let out a guttural, enraged roar.

”Little Divine Technique—Mountain-Flipping Seal.”

Song Xianming and Song Changsheng raised their hands at nearly the same time. Two Mountain-Flipping Seals descended in unison, blasting Chang Wudao’s body to pieces.

Still not reassured, the pair pulverized Chang Wudao’s scattered flesh and blood, then used the Earth Core Cold Flame to incinerate the remains until not even ash was left. Only then did they finally relax.

The grandfather and grandson exchanged a look, both letting out a heartfelt sigh of relief.

The battle hadn’t lasted long, but that didn’t mean Chang Wudao was weak.

On the contrary, for a newly ascended Purple Mansion Cultivator, Chang Wudao was absurdly strong, especially since he had yet to master any Divine Techniques or acquire a suitable Magical Treasure.

Song Xianming and Song Changsheng had to use every trick in the book just to take him down.

It could only be said that everything was a matter of fate.

The Celestial Demon Manual had given Chang Wudao power and Life Force far beyond the ordinary, but it had also devoured his sanity. If he had focused solely on escaping, it was uncertain whether Song Xianming could have actually defeated him.

Had he escaped, he could have found a place to cultivate for a while and would have absolutely become the Song Clan’s greatest menace.

Fortunately, he was finally dead, and the Song Clan was rid of a grave threat.

From this day on, there would be no more voices of dissent in these lands. Ling Province once again welcomed its master!

Song Xianming collected Chang Wudao’s Storage Bag and glanced at the ruins of Baiyun Peak. ”Sheng’Er, I’m leaving this to you. I just sensed the fluctuations of a Space Transmission Array; some of them must have escaped. I’ll go take care of it myself.”

As his voice faded, he transformed into an Escape Light and streaked toward the back of the mountain.

With no time to rest, Song Changsheng immediately led Song Changrong, Song Chang’an, and the others back to Baiyun Peak.

With the help of a few wounded members of the Yu Clan who had been left behind, they immediately secured the Martial Spirit Sect’s Treasure Vault and sealed it off.

Then, Song Changsheng led his men, rushing nonstop to the Scripture Pavilion.

What were the most crucial locations for any power?

The Treasure Vault was undoubtedly first, followed by the Scripture Pavilion. The latter housed the sect’s legacy of Heart Methods, scriptures, and Divine Techniques—the very foundation upon which it was built!

”Young Clan Leader, the Scripture Pavilion is protected by an Array and is perfectly preserved!” Song Changrong reported excitedly to Song Changsheng.

Song Changsheng stepped forward to investigate and found a Tier Two Top Grade Celestial Killing Array. It was capable of both offense and defense, making it very difficult to handle.

The Scripture Pavilion typically served as a sect’s last line of defense, so such a high level of protection was to be expected.

”You all stand guard. I’ll break the Array,” Song Changsheng commanded, then began to focus on studying the Array before him.

Activating his Eye of Truth, countless Array Patterns appeared clearly before his eyes.

When it came to breaking arrays, he possessed an advantage that ordinary people could never hope to match.

Although this Celestial Killing Array was ingenious, Song Changsheng saw through it completely. With no one actively operating it, he managed to break the Array Hub in less than an hour, retrieving a Top Grade Spiritual Sword in the process.

Song Changsheng took the lead, pushing the doors open and stepping inside.

The heavy doors swung open, revealing countless Jade Scrolls before his eyes.

Song Changsheng was somewhat surprised. ’They’re in perfect condition. It seems we acted too quickly and ruthlessly, giving the Martial Spirit Sect no time to destroy anything.’

The first floor generally held Low Tier Heart Methods and miscellaneous records, none of which were of great value to the Song Clan.

So, Song Changsheng headed directly for the top floor. As expected, a Restriction blocked his path.

After spending a quarter of an hour breaking it, Song Changsheng finally reached the core area of the Scripture Pavilion. If all went as expected, the items here would be the Song Clan’s greatest prize from this war.

The first thing he saw was a large Dragon Pattern Black Gold Display Stand. On it rested more than a dozen Jade Scrolls, some new, some old. Song Changsheng stepped forward and casually picked one up...

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