Longevity: Comprehending the Heart Method

SHRIIIP!

The razor-sharp Sword Qi mercilessly tore across Silver Moon’s back, spattering blood and leaving a wound deep enough to reveal bone.

But Silver Moon only faltered for a moment before baring its fangs to attack once more. By now, it was covered in wounds, its snow-white fur soaked with blood.

Song Xianming’s condition was also poor. Although he had the power of the entire Grand Array to support him, his own strength was a critical weakness. The prolonged battle had placed an immense burden on him.

He could feel that he didn’t have much power left; at most, he could only execute three more strikes.

Three strikes. It was too few.

He had no confidence that he could slay the ferocious wolf before him.

Just as Song Xianming hesitated, a nimble young woman appeared behind him, pushing a wheelchair.

In the chair sat a middle-aged beauty who had lost her legs. Her expression was stern as she looked at Song Xianming and sent a voice transmission, "Clan Leader, just fight without holding back. Your niece will create an opportunity for you."

Song Xianming’s heart trembled, as if he realized what was about to happen.

Just as he was about to say something, Song Luyao cut in, her voice sharp, "The clan’s destruction is imminent! This is the best plan, the one with the fewest losses. Clan Leader, you must not hesitate now!"

The hand gripping his sword trembled slightly. Song Xianming opened his mouth several times, but closed it again without a word.

’Yes... this is the best plan we have right now...’

At that moment, the crescent moon mark on Silver Moon’s forehead burst with a brilliant light. A heart-palpitating power swirled within it; the beast was actually planning to forcibly use its Innate Divine Techniques.

"There’s no time! Get ready!" Song Luyao roared.

SWOOSH!

A bright pillar of light, carrying a terrifying aura, shot straight toward Song Xianming.

A red glow emerged from Song Luyao’s body. Her once full flesh rapidly withered, and then her entire being soared into the sky, charging straight for the pillar of light.

SHRIIIP!

A sheet of talisman paper tucked in her chest ignited without a flame, transforming in mid-air into a massive crescent blade of qi. Song Luyao’s body also turned into a bloody glow, merging with the blade qi.

"Luyao—!"

"Third Elder—!"

"Ninth Aunt—!"

At that moment, the entire clan wept in sorrow. They watched, stunned, as the blade qi and the pillar of light collided, tears soaking their clothes.

BOOM—

A powerful shockwave swept out in all directions, uprooting every tree for miles around.

Song Luyao, at the cost of her own life, had activated the Song Clan’s last Tier Three Middle Grade Attack Talisman—the Celestial Blade Spirit-Slaying Talisman. She had successfully blocked Silver Moon’s killing blow.

With tears in his fierce eyes, Song Xianming’s graying hair whipped in the wind. He raised the Long Sword high and slashed down with all his might.

SWOOSH!

Having just forcibly activated its Innate Divine Techniques, Silver Moon was now extremely weak. Faced with this world-shaking sword light, it was powerless to resist.

At the critical moment, a translucent white bone covered in cracks flew out from the crescent moon mark on its forehead, blocking the attack.

CRACK CRACK!

The Sword Qi struck the bone. Already covered in fissures, the bone immediately made a sound as if it was about to break, and more and more fine cracks spread across its surface.

In an instant, the bone reached its limit and shattered into countless pieces.

By now, the Sword Qi’s power had been mostly nullified. Even so, when it struck Silver Moon’s massive body, it still sliced off a large chunk of flesh. Song Xianming could even clearly see its beating internal organs.

AWOOO—

Silver Moon let out a mournful howl. It had never imagined that a group of humans, none of whom had even reached Tier Three, could push it this far.

If not for the Wolf King’s Remains it always carried, that last strike would have sliced it in two.

It was enraged. It felt a fury it had never known before.

"Humans, I have changed my mind! I will tear you to shreds!" Silver Moon roared, spitting out a snow-white bead from its maw.

The Inner Alchemy is the mark of a Tier Three Great Demon, and they will not use it lightly. If it is damaged, the best outcome is a regression in Cultivation; the worst is complete annihilation of body and soul. It is more precious than life itself.

And when they do use their Inner Alchemy, it usually means they are about to fight to the death!

Looking at the Demon Pill, Song Luhuai suddenly sighed. He patted Song Chang’an’s shoulder and said lovingly, "From now on, the clan is in your hands."

Song Chang’an’s heart jolted, and he cried out, "Father?"

"You’re already a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, yet you’re still crying like a child. Have you no shame? Ninth Sister is already gone. As your father, I have to hurry and catch up, so she isn’t lonely on the road to the Yellow Springs." Song Luhuai smiled and casually wiped the tears from the corner of Song Chang’an’s eye, then resolutely flew into the sky.

His flesh rapidly withered, and a talisman on his chest also ignited without a flame.

SWOOSH!

Song Luhuai, at the cost of his own being, activated a Xunfeng Soul-cutting Talisman. The talisman, originally only Tier Three Low Grade, now erupted with power rivaling a Tier Three Middle Grade Attack Talisman as it slashed toward the Demon Pill in the air.

This was their plan: a life for a life!

They knew full well that talismans alone could not kill a Silver Moon that had awakened the bloodline of the Howling Moon Celestial Wolf. So they gambled their own lives to boost the talismans’ power!

BOOM—

Horror filled Silver Moon’s eyes. It had never expected these ant-like humans to be so fearless in the face of death, to use the same move twice!

The blade of light arrived in an instant, striking the perfectly round Demon Pill.

The Demon Pill’s Spiritual Light instantly dimmed, and it was sent flying backward.

HCK!

The moment its Inner Alchemy was struck, Silver Moon felt as if it had been struck by lightning. It coughed up mouthfuls of blood as its aura rapidly weakened, and it nearly fell from the sky.