Scholars Meet Soldiers

Black clouds spread all around as Ning Zhuo continued feeling his way through them.

He had already flown far away from the first marked nexus. Using it as the center, he moved swiftly through the black clouds in an outward spiral, taking both vertical directions into account.

On one hand, his divine sense spread through the surroundings; on the other, he actively sensed the changes in the pouch's snowy light.

A moment later.

The Literary Qi in the pouch gave a slight tremor, like a heart gently beating once. At the same time, the halo cast by the snowy light underwent an exceedingly subtle change in shape.

Ning Zhuo's heartstrings were plucked, and he immediately changed direction.

With the experience of his first success, his movements became even swifter and more forceful.

Moreover, the Literary Qi's snowy light seemed to be tugged by an invisible hand. Its deformation grew increasingly pronounced until it once again formed an incomparably clear cone.

The tip of the cone pointed directly in a certain direction.

Ning Zhuo followed its trail.

"A mark! The second nexus!" Ning Zhuo's spirits rose. He held a jade slip in one hand and silently sketched the location within it.

By now, he had figured out the correct method.

"But just how many nexuses are there here?"

Ning Zhuo forcefully suppressed the worry in his heart, left the second grand array nexus, and continued flying at high speed.

Like a cartographer feeling his way through a dark maze, limited by his attainments in formations, he could only use this relatively clumsy method—finding the nexuses one by one and marking their locations.

As a result, time was dragged out.

"Can Luo Si hold on?! Now, I need you to help me buy time..."

If Luo Si was swiftly defeated or surrendered,