Longevity: Comprehending the Heart Method

CLANG—

Stabilize the Realm soared into the sky like a white dragon, its dazzling Sword Light illuminating the firmament as if it were day.

"Insignificant humans, ignorant and fearless. Your head will be a tribute to my king!"

Silver Moon’s voice was like a clap of thunder. Boundless Demon Qi erupted forth as the phantom of the Howling Moon Celestial Wolf appeared once again. This time, however, it was far more solid—even its individual hairs were perfectly distinct.

The crescent moon mark on its forehead burst with a dazzling radiance, echoing the Demon Wolf phantom behind it.

Song Xianming’s heart trembled. He saw contempt and disdain in the eyes of that Howling Moon Celestial Wolf; in that instant, it was as if the creature had come to life.

AWOOO—

A desolate, sharp howl echoed through the heavens. The thousand-zhang-tall phantom of the Howling Moon Celestial Wolf began to walk, stepping through the air, each footfall sending ripples through the void.

The Howling Moon Celestial Wolf wore a contemptuous expression as it opened its cavernous maw and spat out a bright moon.

BOOM...

RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE...

Thunder cracked as rain poured down in sheets. In that moment, the bright moon became even more dazzling, echoing the true moon hidden behind leaden clouds.

A crazed look appeared on Silver Moon’s face. It had spent days absorbing Moonlight Power and refining hundreds of thousands of Blood Food, all to unleash this single attack!

AWOOO—

AWOO—

Wolf howls rose and fell. The moment they saw the bright moon, their gleaming green eyes turned blood-red, and their attacks grew even more frenzied.

Some Demon Wolves even resorted to self-destructing attacks.

"Have these beasts gone mad?" Song Luhuai’s expression was grim. They were actually launching suicide attacks.

"The more outrageous it seems, the greater its scheme. The final battle is today." The Array Banner in Song Xianming’s hand fluttered loudly in the wind. His gaze was calm. ’I’ve done all I can. The rest is up to fate.’

Silver Moon watched as its Demon Wolves burst into flowers of blood, its own eyes as calm as still water.

To it, its clansmen were nothing more than tools for its own ascent. It wouldn’t even blink if they all died. As long as it survived, the Silver Moon Grey Wolf clan could rise from the ashes!

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!...

Wave after wave of Demon Wolves self-destructed. Blood mixed with the cold rain, gradually forming a crimson stream at the foot of Vast Mist Peak.

BZZZZZ—

The Array’s barrier rippled intensely.

Even with a Tier Three Spirit Vein providing its full power, under this reckless assault, the barrier formed by the Illusion Mist Gauze began to show signs of weakening.

Silver Moon finally had the opening it had been waiting for.

AWOOO—

It let out a long howl to the sky. The Howling Moon Celestial Wolf standing in the air suddenly began to burn intensely, then transformed into a beam of light that shot toward the Array’s barrier.

BOOM—

The massive explosion made Vast Mist Peak tremble. The intense light was blinding, and the hearts of many Song Clan Members leaped into their throats.

CRACK... CRACK...

In a daze, they seemed to hear the sound of shattering glass.

"The barrier... it’s broken..." Someone soon realized the sound was coming from the Clan Protection Array.

Some of the less resolute clan members turned pale with fright. The defensive barrier that the Song Clan was so proud of... had actually shattered?

SHATTER!

The barrier shattered completely, leaving Vast Mist Peak exposed to the fangs of the Demon Wolves.

Song Xianming leaped to his feet and roared, "Sons of the Song Clan, fight to the death!"

"Fight to the death!"

"Fight to the death! Fight to the death!"

The shouts were sparse at first, but they soon merged into a single roar that pierced the clouds.

Silver Moon’s fur looked a little dull now. Clearly, unleashing that Innate Divine Technique had not been easy, but it was all worth it.

’As long as I destroy the Song Clan, the other powers in Ling Province will be like lambs to the slaughter. I can complete the mission given by the Thunderous Demon King and soar to new heights!’

"Charge! Leave no one alive!"

AWOOO—

Having just carried out a massive suicide attack, the few remaining Demon Wolves regrouped and launched a final charge toward Vast Mist Peak. They were met by a sky full of Magic and swiftly weaving Magical Artifacts.

Silver Moon flew through the air, its powerful pressure spreading out and causing all who saw it to pale.

The Song Clan’s Clan Protection Array had three Array Hubs: the defensive Illusion Mist Gauze, the offensive Stabilize the Realm, and its controller, Song Xianming.

Now that the Illusion Mist Gauze had been broken, the Grand Array had lost its defensive and concealment functions, and it could no longer suppress the power of a Great Demon.

Song Xianming now had to face Silver Moon at its peak strength. The pressure on him was immense.

AWOO—

Silver Moon roared, and streams of Wind Blades shot from its mouth, denser than the sheets of falling rain.

CLANG!

Stabilize the Realm appeared in Song Xianming’s hand. He quickly slashed out, unleashing a powerful Sword Qi that swept away the incoming Wind Blades.

SWOOSH SWOOSH SWOOSH!

Immediately after, a massive pillar of light filled with a destructive aura blasted from Silver Moon’s mouth.

FWOOSH!

With a grim expression, Song Xianming raised his sword high. Endless Spiritual Qi surged toward it, and the blade burst with a dazzling light.

A phantom giant sword materialized behind him and crashed directly into the oncoming pillar of light.

BOOM—

The dark clouds in a radius of dozens of miles around the battlefield were instantly swept away, revealing a clear sky and a blazing sun.

In the next moment, the leaden clouds surged back in like a landslide. The sky grew even darker, and Thunder Serpents writhed within, letting out muffled rumbles of thunder, as if their battle had offended the heavens, which were now poised to deliver Celestial Punishment.

AWOOO—

Its momentum peaking, Silver Moon lunged forward again. ’No matter how strong the Magical Treasure, if the one wielding it is weak, defeat is inevitable!’

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The gloomy weather was as foul as Song Changsheng’s current mood. He had sent three Communication Flying Swords to the clan, but it was like dropping stones into the sea—not a single reply had come. He couldn’t help but have a bad feeling.