Wen Guang spoke with some melancholy, "Do you still remember the conclusion we reached when we studied it back then?"
Tian Ji answered instinctively, "Of course I remember. We tried countless methods at the time and ultimately agreed that the Nine Palaces itself could not be improved. The only option was to work from the existing methods of breaking it, so that the force of the final assault toward the central palace would not so easily reach it or shatter the boundary of the central palace..."
As something occurred to him, he suddenly froze and said in disbelief, "Senior Brother, you mean... that brat solved the central palace's weakness?"
Wen Guang nodded sorrowfully. "Not that brat—the array disc that brat made. The array before us truly has solved that problem."
As Wen Guang spoke, he took a wrinkled, yellowed ancient tome from his storage artifact and pulled out a torn page from within. Gazing at the eight barely legible characters upon it, he murmured distractedly:
"Nine Palaces can be broken, Primal Chaos has no solution."
"I had originally thought those words on the fragment were merely praise for the Nine Palaces Primal Chaos Array. But now, I fear they were more than praise. We have all harbored a tremendous misunderstanding about this Nine Palaces Primal Chaos Array."
Tian Ji's throat tightened, leaving him too stunned to speak. Recalling the chaotic, bizarre force that had met them when they guided spiritual energy into their final attack against the central palace, he suddenly realized, "Senior Brother... th-this... could this be the true meaning of Primal Chaos?"
He was so agitated that even his voice trembled and stuttered.
Wen Guang let out a long breath. "That should indeed be the case. The core of the Nine Palaces Primal Chaos Array lies not in