Longevity: Comprehending the Heart Method

”Insolence!”

The Judgment Envoy’s voice boomed like thunder as a golden light suddenly erupted from his chest. An oval Copper Mirror materialized, colliding with the Cyan Blade in Yuann Tianshu’s hand.

CLANG!

The sound of metal on stone reverberated. Spiderweb-like cracks spread from the point of impact across the Copper Mirror’s smooth surface. Its glow dimmed, and just like that, a Heart-Protecting Mirror that was a Top-Grade Spiritual Artifact had been destroyed.

However, the Judgment Envoy seized the opportunity to evade the fatal blow. He retreated with explosive speed, brandishing the Bronze War Halberd in his hand and unleashing a torrent of Thunderbolts that bombarded the two of them.

Yuann Tianshu and Song Xianming were quickly put on the defensive...

Beneath the sky, Song Changsheng had already ventured deep into the cloud mass. Instead of rashly trying to rendezvous with Song Lutong and Song Luyun, he moved through it, following a peculiar trajectory.

The path seemed chaotic and random, but any Tier Three Level Array Master present would have immediately noticed its ingenuity and applauded in admiration.

This was because the route Song Changsheng traveled was a flaw in the Grand Array. By following this path, he could find the Grand Array’s hub and destroy it.

This was the simplest and most efficient method of breaking an array, but it was incredibly difficult to execute. The higher the grade of an Array, the fewer and more concealed its flaws.

When two Array Masters’ skills in the Array Dao are comparable, finding a fatal flaw in the other’s work is exceedingly difficult. It’s only possible when there is a significant disparity in their levels of mastery.

Normally, this should have been impossible for Song Changsheng, who was only a Tier Two Top-grade Array Master.

However, after using the Eye of Truth to glimpse the Celestial Dao, Song Changsheng had committed the character for ’Dao’ to memory. This, combined with the inheritance from his master, the Heaven-Supporting Sword Immortal, gave him a clear understanding of his own path. This insight had a ripple effect, causing his mastery of the Array Dao to advance by leaps and bounds, bringing him to the cusp of the Tier Three Low Grade.

Furthermore, the Array’s construction was exceptionally crude, which was why Song Changsheng, with the aid of his Eye of Truth, could so easily perceive its secrets.

It was a miracle he would be hard-pressed to replicate himself.

After traveling through the Array for about an hour, Song Changsheng suddenly stopped.

Staring into the pitch-black space ahead, Song Changsheng’s intuition screamed at him not to go any further. It felt as if one more step would lead him into some unimaginable horror.

Yet he saw nothing out of the ordinary. In his field of vision, there were only crisscrossing Array Patterns, and nothing more.

’Could it be the Array Hub?’ Song Changsheng hesitated.

’To break the Grand Array and rescue Song Lutong and Song Luyun, I have to destroy the Array Hub first.’

’But my intuition is telling me not to go any further.’

’A Cultivator’s intuition is usually spot-on. Anyone who ignores it is bound to pay a terrible price.’

’To hell with it, I’ll risk it!’ Song Changsheng gritted his teeth. ’I’ve already wasted so much time. I don’t know how much longer my elders can hold out. I have to get them out before they’re defeated. If I can’t help them fight, the least I can do is not hold them back!’

’Besides, if this Array was really set up by that so-called Judgment Envoy, destroying it will cause him to suffer a backlash. It might even create an opening for Song Xianming and the others!’

With this thought, Song Changsheng took the Tai Chi Diagram from his Storage Bag. Ever since the Luwu Bell was destroyed, this was the only Defensive Spiritual Artifact he had left.

Song Changsheng had never fully understood the origins or abilities of the Tai Chi Diagram, but the terrifying defensive power it had displayed in the past gave him the confidence to venture into this dangerous place.

Holding the Tai Chi Diagram before him, Song Changsheng flew forward on his sword, piercing through the dense clouds. Suddenly, with a blinding flash of light, a Thunderbolt as thick as an infant’s arm crashed down.

It struck so fast that Song Changsheng had no time to react. Fortunately, the Tai Chi Diagram was there to protect him. The Thunderbolt landed on the diagram without causing the slightest ripple, though the arcing electricity still gave Song Changsheng a nasty jolt.

A wave of fear washed over Song Changsheng. If not for the Tai Chi Diagram’s protection, that single Thunderbolt would have been devastating.

’Where did that Thunderbolt come from?’ Song Changsheng cautiously scanned his surroundings. He hadn’t sensed the aura of the Law of Thunder; the attack had been completely unexpected.

”Master, look up,” Little Ninth’s voice suddenly rang out.

Song Changsheng looked up at the words, and the color drained from his face.

He didn’t know when, but an object had appeared above his head. It looked like a pitch-black, round-bottomed iron teapot. Its lid was open, and it was continuously releasing a black, cloud-like vapor.

’Could this cloud mass have come from this iron pot?’

’This must be a Magical Treasure at the very least,’ Song Changsheng thought, horrified. ’To think it can create a Thunderstorm from nothing.’

Aided by his Eye of Truth, Song Changsheng saw innumerable Array Patterns connected to the iron pot. Unsurprisingly, the pot was the hub of this Grand Array.

Just as he was contemplating how to destroy the Array Hub, alarm bells screamed in his mind as an overwhelming sense of danger washed over him.

Startled but not panicked, Song Changsheng had learned his lesson. Already on guard, he preemptively used Fleeting Shadows to shift sideways. In the next instant, a thick Thunderbolt shot out from the pot’s spout, grazing past his body so closely he could feel the arcs of lightning leaping onto his skin.

”Human Cultivator, retreat now, and I may spare your life.” A cold, arrogant voice drifted from the iron pot.