Longevity: Comprehending the Heart Method

"How do we pull the rug out from under them?" Xu Yunhe asked urgently.

"I’ve been wondering something. This place has neither a Spiritual Vein nor a large Spiritual Spring. How could they possibly power such a massive Grand Array?

It wasn’t until I heard Fellow Daoist Zhuang’s description that I understood. The power source for this Heaven and Earth Lock Void Array is the Great Demon, Golden Armor.

Therefore, we just need to kill that Great Demon, or destroy the array that imprisons it. The Grand Array will then collapse on its own!" Song Changsheng’s tone was full of confidence.

"But this black mist is strange... I... I’m not confident I can find the space where Golden Armor is imprisoned." As she said this, Zhuang Yuechan’s heart filled with shame.

"Don’t worry. As long as Yinn Shang and the others are still there, I’m confident I can find them."

Zhuang Yuechan immediately looked up in pleasant surprise, but then a wave of doubt washed over her.

Seeing this, Xu Yunhe laughed heartily. "Fellow Daoist Zhuang, you worry too much. Since Brother Song could find us, he can naturally find Yinn Shang and the others."

Hearing this, Zhuang Yuechan was slightly taken aback. ’How could I have forgotten about that?’

"Fellow Daoist Zhuang, you are injured and unsuited to go deeper. I will set up a Concealment Array here for you to recuperate."

As his voice fell, Zhuang Yuechan’s eyes dimmed, but she knew in her heart that in her current state, following Song Changsheng would only slow him down.

Then, Song Changsheng turned his gaze to Xu Yunhe, placed a hand on his shoulder, and said seriously, "Brother Xu, I’m not comfortable leaving Fellow Daoist Zhuang here alone. You stay behind as well and take care of her."

Xu Yunhe grew anxious at once. "But doesn’t that mean you’ll be going deeper alone?"

"That’s right, Fellow Daoist Song. I’ll be fine on my own. You and Brother Xu should go together. You can watch each other’s backs on the way. I may not be able to help, but I don’t want to hold you back either," Zhuang Yuechan also said, shaking her head firmly.

Seeing their reactions, Song Changsheng grinned. "Don’t worry. That person couldn’t do anything to me in a direct confrontation, so what’s a little array-breaking in comparison?

You two just wait here for my good news. Trust me, I value my life more than anyone."

With that, before the two could insist further, he directly took out Array Banners and an Array Foundation and set up a Tier Two High Grade Level Mist Concealing Array.

This array was originally meant to be set up in foggy weather, using the mist to conceal one’s figure. It wasn’t considered a superior Concealing Array.

But Song Changsheng’s decision to set it up here was a stroke of genius. The grotto was filled with that bizarre black mist, which directly boosted the Mist Concealing Array’s cloaking ability by several times over.

"Brother Song, be careful." A trace of worry was in Xu Yunhe’s eyes, but it was overshadowed by admiration. Not everyone possessed the courage to knowingly walk into the tiger’s den.

"Don’t worry. Just take care of yourselves. As long as you don’t make a sound, it will be difficult for even a Purple Mansion Cultivator to discover you."

After giving them a few more instructions, Song Changsheng turned and headed for the depths of the grotto...

「In a vast underground space」

A giant golden turtle lay prone on the ground, on the verge of death. Its hard shell was covered in deep pits.

Its exposed skin was covered with ghastly wounds, the blood that had flowed from them now dried and blackened, emitting a foul, fishy stench.

It was hard to imagine that this was a Tier Three Great Demon with the bloodline to become a Demon King.

As the bloodline successor of the Ancient Divine Beast, the Golden Land Turtle, Golden Armor had been considered the future hope of the entire Profound Armor Turtle clan from the moment it broke out of its shell.

Golden Armor had never disappointed its clansmen. It grew with incredible speed and was the most outstanding genius the Profound Armor Turtle clan had seen in a thousand years.

But fate was cruel. The Golden Crow Sect joined forces to kill the strongest expert of the Profound Armor Turtle clan, the Profound Armor Demon King. The other Great Demons were nearly slaughtered to the last.

Golden Armor was forced to flee to Thundering Mountain, becoming a vassal of Lei Ming and leading the Profound Armor Turtle clan as they struggled to survive.

But it grew too fast—so fast that even Lei Ming was alarmed.

Thus, through Lei Ming’s deliberate arrangements, the adult Profound Armor Turtles were all packed up and sent to the front lines at Luoxia City.

That day was arguably the second darkest day of Golden Armor’s life. All of its clansmen died in battle, and it too was grievously wounded.

Fortunately, Lei Ming was focused on attacking the city and didn’t deal with it immediately, allowing it to use a Secret Technique to escape the battlefield.

But its destiny was fraught with hardship. After fleeing the battlefield, it returned to Thundering Mountain, intending to leave with its remaining clansmen. Instead, it learned that its entire clan had been slaughtered by the minions of the Thunderous Demon King.

Overcome with grief and rage, Golden Armor fled Thundering Mountain, planning to cultivate until it was strong enough to return and fight the Thunderous Demon King to the death.

Who would have thought that after fleeing to the Griffin Mountain Range, it would accidentally stumble into an array and encounter a Human Race Purple Mansion Cultivator.

Although its power was immense, its grievous wounds had not yet healed. After a fierce battle, it was captured.

Its captor did not choose to kill it. Instead, they used it as the Array Hub to set up a Grand Array, continuously siphoning its Demonic Power to maintain the array’s operation.

Over a long period, Golden Armor’s Demonic Power had long since been drained dry. Now, the Grand Array was drawing on its Life Force.

It could clearly feel its own life slipping away, its flesh and blood withering.

’How tragic,’ it thought. ’A dignified descendant of the Golden Land Turtle bloodline, being drained alive into a dried-up corpse.’

Rage churned in Golden Armor’s heart, but alas, it was powerless to change anything. It could only watch coldly as the Human Race Cultivators not far away, who suffered the same fate, struggled desperately within the array...