Using an array to break an array seemed like a very simple idea, but it was actually an idea of incomparable genius, so genius that no cultivator dared to think in this direction.
In essence, this was the most typical method of grinding with water. It was also like two bronze mirrors rubbing against each other.
An ordinary array formation wouldn't be able to break through this array formation. That was because this bronze mirror was too smooth and its material was too ordinary.
The South Stream Temple sword array was different. This sword array had the toughest and sharpest surface, most suited to grinding objects.
But even the South Stream Temple sword array would not be able to break this sealing array in a short amount of time, because it required careful grinding and caution.
In terms of array, Xu Yourong was truly hundreds, if not thousands, of times more talented than the vast majority of cultivators in the world, including Chen Changsheng. But Chen Changsheng was the best person to break the array, because he alone could use the South Stream Temple sword array, and also because he possessed unimaginable patience.
He closed his eyes as he sat in front of the black cliff. From the pitch-black night to the arrival of the morning light, he remained calm, no anxiety visible on his face.
How could Jin Yulu and Xiaode, sensing the dancing sword intents in the sky and seeing the unchanging black cliff, be as calm as he? If not for the fact that their spiritual senses were powerful enough to sense that the sealing array was slowly weakening, they might have been even more worried. When they saw that Chen Changsheng remained calm, that he had not forgotten to meditate and cultivate while controlling the swords to form the South Stream Temple sword array, they felt deep admiration for him.
As the morning light gradually brightened, Chen Changsheng opened his eyes and examined the state of the sealing array in the black cliff. "I need to rest for a while. What about the two of you?"
Jin Yulu and Xiaode had already worked hard for several days and nights, without sleep or rest. They were already exhausted to the extreme, but they were not prepared to follow Chen Changsheng back to White Emperor City. They could only be at ease after seeing the black cliff with their own eyes, and they certainly did not want the White Emperor to wake up and find that they were not there.
Xiaode said to Chen Changsheng, "If you really can break the array, then before doing so, you must be careful of your own safety."
Jin Yulu replied, "Logically speaking, if the Empress had not gone mad, she would not have killed Your Holiness, the Pope, in front of everyone, but what you and I are doing right now is highly likely to drive her mad."
Chen Chang Sheng understood this logic. Madam Mu assuredly knew what Jin Yulu and Xiaode were doing in the Starfall Mountains. She did not care primarily because the situation in White Emperor City was rather chaotic, making it inconvenient to disperse one's strength. More importantly, she was absolutely confident that no one on the continent could break the seal around the black cliff. However, if she suddenly discovered that someone could break the restriction, what would she do?
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Of course, water droplets could pierce through stone, but it would take many years.
The South Stream Temple sword array could probably break the sealing array imprisoning the White Emperor. It would not need many years, but it would at least need many days.
In the following days, Chen Changsheng continued to stay in the Western Wilderness Daoist Temple. Occasionally, he would meet with some of the more important representatives of the Yao race, but most of the time, he rested.
Late at night, with Luoluo's help, he would enter the Imperial City and use that secret path to the distant Starfall Mountains to use the South Stream Temple sword array to break the sealing array.
Other than the Shi clan leader and his group, no one else knew of this matter. Thus, in the view of many people, at this crucial moment, Chen Changsheng, as the Pope of the Human race, seemed a little too quiet.
No one would take this silence to be a sign of weakness or giving up. The Human race would assuredly demand an explanation and a price for the deaths of Bie Yanghong and Wuqiong Bi. At this moment, his silence placed an enormous pressure on White Emperor City.
Chen Changsheng also felt an enormous pressure, because of Madam Mu's silence.
His movements were very secretive and few people could discover him, but he was very sure that Madam Mu knew what he was doing.
Why had Madam Mu remained so quiet these last few days, showing no reaction?
Was it because she believed that the array she had constructed using the power of the tides could not be broken?
But the sealing array in the black cliff had already been largely erased by his South Stream Temple sword array.
Just what was Madam Mu thinking?
Late at night, as Chen Changsheng, dressed in a black robe, walked toward the quiet Imperial City, he was still thinking about this question.
In a stone hall deep within the Imperial City, Madam Mu slowly opened her eyes. Her eyes were devoid of emotion, her thoughts a mystery.
The hard stone floor still bore the scars of the battle from a few days ago. Cracks and shallow holes left by stone were everywhere, and the walls were also somewhat mottled. It seemed like the wind and rain from the Western Sea had eroded it for tens of thousands of years, making it seem especially old.
Chen Changsheng drew his gaze away from the walls and gazed into the depths of the Imperial City.
In this Imperial City, many eunuchs, maids, and Beast Guards were loyal to Luoluo.
As the situation became more and more obvious, Luoluo received more and more support, making it easier for him to enter and leave the Imperial City.
But he still did not believe that Luoluo's control over the Imperial City had already surpassed her mother's.
He knew that Madam Mu was probably watching him from some place in the palace.
It was just like he had felt a few days ago when he had walked into the Imperial City.
That gaze from the depths of the darkness was so indifferent and devoid of emotion that it was simply impossible to fathom her true thoughts.
In the last few days, he had been waiting for her to suddenly appear in the darkness, but this scene had not occurred.
Suddenly, he sensed that Madam Mu's gaze had left him. What did this mean?
Had the silence and peace of the last few days finally come to an end?
Countless holes were suddenly torn in the darkness in front of the Imperial City.
Countless black masks had been lifted, revealing cold and bright eyes.
Even the intangible Qi of the world was disrupted. The starlight descending from the night sky was slightly scattered.
Several dozen demi-human experts appeared out of the darkness and surrounded Chen Changsheng.
The attendants preparing to enter the palace with Chen Changsheng fled in fear.
The demi-human expert at the very front was extremely large and exuded a terrifying pressure.
He was called Xiang Qiu, the youngest son of the Xiang clan leader and also the strongest expert of this generation of the Xiang clan. Ever since he was a child, he had cultivated secret techniques deep in the mountains and rarely returned to White Emperor City, much less appeared before the eyes of the common people. Whenever he appeared, he was an unshakable mountain.
Chen Changsheng stood in the shadow of this mountain, calm and silent.
Xiang Qiu looked down at him and said in a chilly voice, "Your Holiness the Pope has disguised yourself and charged into the palace. For what purpose?"
Before Chen Changsheng could speak, a clear and young voice brimming with dignity rang out.
"If I invite Teacher into the palace, do I need to report to someone in advance?"
Luoluo walked out of the Imperial City, accompanied by several dozen eunuchs and palace maids. Their footsteps were very dense.
Soon after, even more dense footsteps came from behind, as well as the stamping of hooves, which gradually turned into a torrential rain and the faint rumble of thunder.
More than one thousand elite demi-human soldiers surged out of Heavenguard Pavilion like a tide, their cold spears like a forest pointed at the demi-human experts.
Xiang Qiu turned to the Bear tribe leader at the front of the cavalry and narrowed his eyes. "Do you want to rebel?"
Footsteps and the stamping of hooves once more resounded through the darkness around the Imperial City. More and more demi-human soldiers were gathering.
The noise in front of the Imperial City was getting more and more chaotic, but it seemed to be getting quieter and quieter.
Perhaps it was because the atmosphere was getting more and more tense, more and more oppressive.
No sound came from the depths of the Imperial City. (To be continued.)
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