Chapter 675: Contemplating Divine Arts

"This array is too high-level—I can't break it!"

He Ping looked at the great array before him and asked Zhou Qingmei: "You shouldn't have any trouble, right?"

Zhou Qingmei was a sixth-rank array master, capable of setting up sixth-rank great arrays.

A sixth-rank array master breaking a seventh-rank array is theoretically no problem.

It's just a matter of how long it will take!

"I came here once before; last time, it took me about four or five years to open this illusion array. This time it might be faster, but I still need to test it to know exactly how long," Zhou Qingmei said.

He Ping waved his hand toward the great array: "Go ahead, try it."

Zhou Qingmei went to break the array.

He Ping assisted her nearby.

After about half a day, Zhou Qingmei nodded: "Young Master, this time, I should be able to breach this illusion array within half a year!"

"Half a year...?" He Ping's expression darkened: "Isn't that too long? I killed that dog of a monk's clone—I'm worried his true body will come looking for trouble!"

"Young Master, don't worry!" Zhou Qingmei smiled. "You might not know—this Mingyue Buddha Lord is a Buddha Son of the Heavenly Buddha Emperor Realm, equivalent to a demon emperor's crown prince in our other immortal realms. He's one of the top geniuses in the entire Heavenly Buddha Emperor Realm!"

"Though he's a genius, even if he comes, he may not be able to defeat me. So I suspect he won't come rashly."

"Besides, such a genius has his pride—he won't go begging others for help."

"Also, the legendary Stone Platform Gathering won't be far off. At this moment, Mingyue is surely doing everything he can to boost his cultivation and reforge his clone—not coming after us!"

"So based on these reasons, I believe the chance of Mingyue Buddha Lord coming here is negligible."

He Ping nodded: "Makes sense. Go ahead and break the array—I won't help you anymore."

"Alright!" Zhou Qingmei went alone to break the array.

He Ping found a flat patch nearby, sat cross-legged, and took out the inheritance wrapped around 【Void Swift Movement】, beginning his study.

First, let's cultivate this divine art.

Once I've mastered it, I'll have another survival technique for battles, won't I?

The wilderness was quiet.

Time passed slowly.

In the blink of an eye, seven months had passed.

For seven months, no one had passed through this region's void—proof of its remoteness, and of the vastness of the Spirit Realm.

"Young Master, I've opened a gap in the illusion array—we can go in now!"

Zhou Qingmei came to He Ping's side.

He Ping tucked away the golden bone and nodded: "Let's go!"

During these seven months, He Ping had brought 【Void Swift Movement】 to perfection.

He was still slightly short of full completion.

But no big issue—he could reach full perfection with a few more uses.

Whoosh...

In an instant, He Ping vanished from his spot and reappeared beside the breach in the illusion array.

Zhou Qingmei was stunned and hurried after him, cautiously asking: "Young Master, was that just now a space-based divine art?"

"Mm." He Ping didn't turn around, merely nodded faintly: "A new divine art I recently awakened—called Void Swift Movement. It's like teleportation, but faster."

"Sssss..." Zhou Qingmei sucked in a sharp breath.

As a Body Integration cultivator, she knew full well how extraordinary this art was.

Looking at He Ping now, Zhou Qingmei's face held an indescribable admiration.

"Let's go in!" He Ping's spiritual sense swept into the great tomb first; after confirming no danger, he stepped inside.

Zhou Qingmei followed him in.

After entering the great tomb, they resealed the illusion array to prevent later intruders from causing trouble.

"Last time I came here, after entering this great tomb, I sensed the aura of Nine Heaven Mystic Fire!"

"Since Mystic Fire is an extreme yang substance and I'm a yin ghost corpse spirit, I dared not approach it—I never got close to the flame, so I don't know where it was, or whether it's still here now!"

Nine Heaven Mystic Fire is one of the Ten Primordial True Fires of the Heaven Flame Continent.

It was once tamed and assimilated by a cultivator.

But if the one who assimilated Nine Heaven Mystic Fire perished or ascended, the fire would return to nature, becoming a core of flame essence.

Over countless years, the Spirit Realm has seen Nine Heaven Mystic Fire pass through countless masters.

Not just Nine Heaven Mystic Fire—any flame behaves this way.

So, without a master to bind it, the Mystic Fire develops sentience and flees on its own.

He Ping nodded.

He took a deep breath and unleashed his spiritual sense.

Around him, the aura of Nine Heaven Mystic Fire was everywhere.

He could feel it.

One direction carried an especially dense aura of Mystic Fire.

"This way!"

He Ping pointed toward a direction among the mountains.

Indeed, the seventh-rank illusion array was vast, covering ten thousand li of mountain ranges.

So after entering the seventh-rank illusion array, what lay before He Ping and Zhou Qingmei was still an endless expanse of mountains.

They flew as streaks of light across the landscape.

Looking up within the illusion array, the sky remained sky, the sun remained sun—hardly any trace of the array could be felt.

After flying thousands of li, He Ping finally saw a massive tomb.

This tomb, too, was built into the mountain.

When constructed, someone must have hollowed out an entire high mountain!

"This is it!" He Ping nodded toward the tomb.

Zhou Qingmei said: "Last time, I stopped right here."

"Now I'm no longer afraid of the fire's aura!"

He Ping said: "Let's go in together!"

The two arrived at the tomb's entrance.

Another array.

But this one wasn't an illusion array—it was a defensive array.

Of course, it was still seventh-rank.

"How long will it take to break this array?" He Ping asked Zhou Qingmei.

Zhou Qingmei shook her head: "I don't know. Last time, I never reached this spot—I sensed the Nine Heaven Mystic Fire's aura and left immediately."

"I'll give it a try."

"Alright." He Ping waved his hand: "Go ahead. I'll keep cultivating."

"By the way, if there are more arrays behind, break them all open for me."

"Yes!" Zhou Qingmei went to work. He Ping found a flat patch and sat cross-legged again to cultivate.

He continued refining 【Void Swift Movement】 while also assimilating his magic treasure, 【Eight Treasures Purple Cloud Needle】—he'd only assimilated twelve layers so far.

Keep assimilating!

Meanwhile, He Ping took out another space-based Dao origin and began studying it.

Three tasks at once!

This Dao origin was obtained from the ring of the Void Prince's clone after he was slain.

This thing could be studied—and also used to brew pills.

Unfortunately, He Ping lacked the materials to brew a sixth-rank 【Gather Dao Pill】, so now he could only use it for study.

One month!

Two months!

Three months!

One year!

Two years!

In the blink of an eye, another seven and a half years had passed.