Chapter 1228: Chapter 368: What an Old Emperor, What a Xuanyuan Chong! (6k)_2
"Sufficient to provide an immense amount of vitality in a short time, feeding the devouring power of that Four-Color Array."
He looked intently at Zhou Qing, "Therefore, you need to quickly break open a breach."
Zhou Qing narrowed his eyes slightly at this moment: "Outside are just a few Golden Core guards, with your Spirit Severing Realm cultivation, you can slowly find a way to break the array."
"And with these two cloaks used alternately, there is plenty of time."
His voice suddenly deepened, "Why insist on bringing me along? I want the truth."
Sikong Yan looked at Zhou Qing’s wary expression and suddenly grinned, revealing his white teeth: "Your caution reminds me of an old acquaintance from years past."
He waved a hand, "Alright, I’ll tell you the truth—"
He raised three fingers: "Firstly, this array is a Four-Color Array; even with my Spirit Cutting Cultivation, it’s difficult to find a flaw in a short time. Secondly..."
He pointed around, "This is the Inner City, any disturbance might alert those two Emperors."
Speaking of this, a trace of dread flashed in his eyes, "Thirdly, and most crucially, it’s highly likely that a master of the Spirit Severing Realm is guarding the array."
Zhou Qing heard this, his brows furrowed tightly, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes.
"Don’t panic." Sikong Yan took out a cyan token from his bosom, "As long as you quietly break a breach, leave the person inside the array to me."
"The Old Emperor is currently engaged by that person; even if Emperor Xuanyuan Hao personally arrives..." He gave a sinister smile, "With my power, plus this key to the Hidden Dragon Path, it’s more than enough to ensure your complete retreat."
Zhou Qing remained silent for a long time, his eyes flickering with uncertainty.
"What’s the matter, regretting?" Sikong Yan suddenly sneered, "I’ve already dropped my pants, you’re not going to beat the Withdrawal Drum now, are you?"
He looked meaningfully at Zhou Qing, "Don’t forget, I’ve already stepped into the Spirit Severing Realm. This endeavor is so that all cultivators have the chance to reach the Spirit Severing Realm."
"Including your master, your martial uncles, and those senior brothers and sisters."
Zhou Qing gave him a deep look and finally spoke slowly: "Once I break the array, I’ll leave immediately, and what happens next is none of my concern."
"Rest assured." Sikong Yan showed a satisfied smile, "The original plan was to have you condense five thousand Spirit Seals to assist me. Now that you are a Fourth-level Array Master, our odds of success are much greater."
He looked up at the sky, "Let’s go, if we delay any longer, there might be unexpected complications."
Sikong Yan finished speaking, unfurled the dark green cloak, and green Spiritual Qi poured down like flowing water.
With a flick of his wrist, the cloak wound around his body like a living thing.
As the hem of the cloak fluttered, his entire being seemed to merge with the surrounding deathly aura, leaving only a vague cyan afterimage.
Seeing this, Zhou Qing also unfolded the cloak in his hand.
With light steps, his figure instantly became erratic, even the sound of breathing was swallowed by the runes flowing on the cloak.
"That’s quite something. Was it also ’opened’ from that forbidden zone?" Zhou Qing thought to himself, hastily following suit.
The two of them delved into the depths of the deathly aura one after the other.
As they continued to penetrate, the edge of the cloak constantly had cyan light torn away by the deathly aura, only to be replenished by new vitality the next second.
This forced the two to quicken their pace.
When they finally arrived at the Four-Color Array, Zhou Qing couldn’t help but inhale sharply.
The grand array before them was as calm as water on the surface, with not a trace of Spiritual Power fluctuation perceived on the gray barrier.
But under the Heavy Pupils, countless complex runes could be seen flowing within the array.
These runes were entwined and layered, constructing a vast galaxy of Spiritual Power within the Array Space.
"This array could only be crafted by a grandmaster who has condensed at least twenty thousand Spirit Seals!"
Zhou Qing marveled.
Because each of these runes was exquisitely perfect, with no flaw to be found in their interconnections.
Only then did he truly appreciate the profound foundation of an old Fourth-level Cultivation Country.
"Make good use of the time, don’t panic." Sikong Yan whispered, "I will guard you."
Zhou Qing took a deep breath, and the Double Pupils in his eyes swiftly rotated.
In the field of vision granted by the Pupil of Truth, the entire array resembled a meticulously operating world’s furnace, with any slight carelessness likely to trigger a destructive backlash.
He slowly closed his eyes and performed deep breathing.
The Spiritual Power in his body began to circulate along specific meridians, forming a miniature vortex of Spiritual Power at his Dantian.
"Let’s begin."
Zhou Qing swiftly performed sealing gestures in front of his chest, each movement precise and carrying a certain mysterious rhythm.
"Buzz—"
In the next moment, the void trembled, and a total of ten thousand crystalline Spirit Seals surged out from his body, hovering around him.
This scene made Sikong Yan look with envy, but he dared not be careless, vigilantly observing the surroundings.
Under the enhancement of Zhou Qing’s Double Pupils, each Spirit Seal transformed into tiny points of light, beginning to fly towards different positions of the grand array.
Subsequently, these Spirit Seals carefully approached the array’s edge like scouts, stopping three inches away from the barrier.
These Spirit Seals began to release fine Spiritual Silk Threads, gently touching the array’s surface like tentacles.
"Zzzt—"
The moment the Spiritual Silk Threads made contact with the array, tiny sparks burst forth.
Zhou Qing frowned slightly, and the runes in the Double Pupils rotated with increased speed.
He precisely controlled the strength and angle of each Spiritual Silk Thread, letting them vibrate at a specific frequency, attempting to find the rhythm of the array’s operation.
Until an hour later, the dark green cloaks on both of them had become dull and lackluster.
The originally flowing green Spiritual Qi was entirely devoured by the grand array, and the runes on the cloaks disintegrated, dissipating into specks of spiritual light.
