Longevity: Comprehending the Heart Method

"Surround them! Kill them all!"

Du Huating stood at the highest point of the Minor Affairs Hall, holding an ivory-colored Waist Token. His voice was cold and cruel.

The Mountain Protection Array was a Sect’s most formidable line of defense. Du Huating was well aware of the drawbacks of splitting its authority among four people—wasn’t that how Liuyun Marketplace had fallen?

Having learned his lesson the hard way, he hadn’t dismantled the original Grand Array after the new Mountain Protection Array was built. Instead, he had hidden it beneath the new one, keeping it dormant.

He had long suspected Yu Cheng Mountain of disloyalty but could never find any evidence. Still, he had taken precautions and activated the old Mountain Protection Array. As expected, it came in handy.

Excitement flashed across the faces of Qiu Tianyang and the others. They had been on the verge of despair, never imagining Du Huating had such a trick up his sleeve. A wave of relief, like surviving a catastrophe, washed over them, making them completely forget to question Du Huating’s original motive for leaving this Grand Array intact.

"Liu Hongye, you’ve finally fallen into my hands! It’s time to settle all our scores, new and old!" A savage grin spread across Qiu Tianyang’s face.

Back then, Liu Hongye had nearly uprooted the foundations of all the powers in the Liuyun Mountain Range. It was no exaggeration to call their feud a blood debt.

Before, the two Sects had been forced to temporarily set aside their hatred and work together to counter the Song Clan—a sleeping dragon watching them menacingly. But now that all pretenses were dropped, Qiu Tianyang no longer had to hold back.

Liu Hongye’s expression turned grim. He had volunteered to be in the vanguard to impress Song Xianming, not to get himself killed.

Now, all he could do was pray—pray that the Song Clan wouldn’t just stand by and watch.

Would Song Changsheng abandon his allies?

He wouldn’t stoop to something so classless. Although the Liuyun Sect was a turncoat ally, they had fought with all their might in this battle. Ignoring their plight would damage the Song Clan’s reputation.

It was always best to overestimate the enemy.

Song Changsheng had made thorough preparations for this battle. This sudden turn of events was unexpected, but not unforeseen.

"Young Clan Leader, what do we do?" Yu Xueqian was frantic. Inside the Grand Array, she could barely see any of their allies.

Song Changsheng, however, was perfectly calm. Standing atop Jin Xuan’s shell, he said coolly, "It’s just a Tier Two Top-Grade Chain Array. Everyone, just watch."

As his voice fell, the jet-black Black Star Ship appeared above them, cloaked in the night sky. It kicked up a powerful gale, and at its bow, the dark muzzles of its cannons glinted coldly, striking fear into all who saw them.

Each shot from the Black Star Ship’s Crystal Cannons was equivalent to a full-powered strike from an Early-stage Purple Mansion Cultivator. With enough Spirit Stones, it could fire nine consecutive shots, making it perfect for dealing with a Mountain Protection Array.

In addition, he had prepared a full hundred Celestial Shaking Thunders to use in coordination with the Quasi-Celestial Ship.

Song Changsheng raised his hand, then swung it down sharply.

Upon receiving the command, Song Chang’an and the others immediately aimed the Quasi-Celestial Ship’s cannons at the barrier of Baiyun Peak’s Grand Array.

BOOM! BOOM!

Flashes of intense light flared one after another as two thick, white beams of light, like giant pythons, shot toward the nearly transparent barrier of the Grand Array.

Meanwhile, Song Changrong, who was already prepared, commanded several Song Clan Members to throw fifty Celestial Shaking Thunders at once.

BOOOOM—

A series of deafening explosions rang out, and the very ground seemed to tremble. It was as if a massive earthquake had struck Baiyun Peak, tearing several ghastly fissures into the mountainside.

Du Huating’s carefully prepared backup plan was torn apart amidst the relentless bombardment, leaving all of Baiyun Peak exposed to the enemy’s blades.

Everyone present was horrified by the sight. This was a complete Tier Two Top-Grade Linked Array, composed of twelve Tier Two Top-Grade arrays and rivaling an ordinary Tier Three Low-Grade Grand Array in power. And it had been broken so easily?

If Yu Xueqian and her group were merely shocked, the members of the Martial Spirit Sect felt a bone-deep terror. They were closer to the impact point of the Celestial Shaking Thunders, and the overwhelming aura of death that washed over them nearly made them forget to breathe.

"I’m not fighting anymore! I want to quit the Martial Spirit Sect! I don’t want to pursue immortality anymore! I don’t want it..."

One young disciple broke down on the spot, crouching on the ground with his head in his hands, his face contorted in agony. He trembled uncontrollably, screaming incoherently.

This scene triggered a chain reaction. The Martial Spirit Sect’s already low morale completely shattered in that instant. Even though Qiu Tianyang decisively struck the hysterical disciple dead with a palm strike, the situation was beyond saving.

Many Martial Spirit Sect disciples dropped their Magical Artifacts and fled down the mountain in disarray, terrified like stray dogs that had lost their homes.

In that moment, all thoughts of the Sect’s honor and their personal dignity were cast aside. Only a single voice remained in their minds: ’Flee! Survive!’

Wang Qingquan snapped out of his shock and cupped his hands toward Song Changsheng. "Young Clan Leader, do you need me to go and wipe them out, root and stem?"

Perhaps he hadn’t even realized it himself, but he subconsciously lowered his head while speaking to Song Changsheng, no longer daring to meet his gaze.

It was a clear sign of submission.

Besides eliminating the Martial Spirit Sect, wasn’t the Song Clan’s goal for this battle to establish their dominance? It seemed the effect was quite good; these people were thoroughly intimidated by what they had just witnessed.

Song Changsheng had made one thing crystal clear to them: their pathetic defenses were useless against the Song Clan. Song Xianming, the Tier Three Array Master, hadn’t even made a move, yet the Grand Array had shattered like tofu.