Douluo Continent: I got the Sharingan at the start!

Upon hearing Qian Duoduo's words, Elder Xuan said without hesitation, "No, although we haven't completely broken ties, the other party isn't stupid. They must have left a backup plan. Let's hide in the western suburbs first and then make further plans."

On the other side, seeing that things were hopeless, Du Busi also led the members of the Body Sect away.

In a secluded corner, Du Busi stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the crowd and said, "Han Yu is currently in a competition. Let's not make any rash moves and see what's going on over there."

The crowd replied, "Yes, Sect Master."

Western suburbs.

The air in the western suburbs is filled with the scent of grass and earth, and the faint chirping of birds can be heard in the distance.

The evening sunlight shone on Ye Yulin's face, adding a touch of warmth to his tense expression.

His previously furrowed brows gradually relaxed, like the surface of a lake touched by a gentle breeze.

Above Mingdu, the ever-changing colors, like paint splashed by an artist, intertwined in the air to create a strange and wonderful painting.

Ordinary people may only see the dazzling light and shadow, but they cannot understand the mystery behind it.

But Ye Yulin is different; he is a strong person, a strong person with a profound understanding of the sky.

He keenly captured every subtle change in color and every fluctuation in light.

In particular, his title is Starry Sky, and he is exceptionally sensitive to anything that happens in the starry sky, as if he were born with an innate ability to sense it.

At this moment, the sky above Mingdu finally returned to calm, like the tranquility after a storm, peaceful and serene.

The ever-changing colors gradually faded away, eventually settling into a clear, deep blue.

It seems the empire has taken control of the situation and averted the crisis.

The weight that had been hanging over Ye Yulin's heart finally lifted.

As a staunch supporter of Xu Tianran, Ye Yulin was intimately familiar with the Mingdu Imperial Palace's defense system. He was also one of the key participants in the initial design of the palace.

He knew all too well how powerful and impregnable the palace's defenses were.

Even for a top-tier expert like the Limit Douluo, breaking through the palace's defenses would be no easy task.

He was full of confidence and firmly believed that the palace could withstand any external threat.

The fact that the palace's defenses were not activated indicates that the enemy was no longer a threat and there was no need to deploy a strong defensive force.

Although the opponent launched the attack from the air, if the Imperial Palace were to use a large number of level 8 and level 9 soul-guided cannons to retaliate, the commotion would be earth-shattering and cause panic among the people.

The fact that everything has returned to calm now only means that the matter has been resolved satisfactorily.

With the crisis in Mingdu resolved, Ye Yulin was finally able to relax completely.

However, the situation on the other side of the competition made him somewhat worried.

The competition was already halfway through, but the young man named Han had yet to begin creating the core magic array. His movements had slowed down, and he seemed somewhat tired.

He was still focused on making various exquisite parts, the ingenuity of which made Ye Yulin marvel.

Ye Yulin carefully observed the production process of Han and found that the design of those parts was very novel. Whether it was the spring device or the mechanical joint, they all showed a unique ingenuity, which gave him a lot of inspiration.

Judging from the young man's appearance, he was clearly very familiar with these things.

However, while the things this kid made were indeed exquisite and the ideas were quite unique, soul tools, in the end, still rely on a core array to drive them! Without a core array, even the most exquisite parts are just decorations.

As a level nine soul master, Ye Yulin had been immersed in this field for many years and naturally saw through Han Yu's little scheme at a glance.

This kid wants to use some special parts and devices to replace some of the functions of the core magic array, thereby reducing the number of core magic arrays and lowering the difficulty of production.

That's a good idea, very creative, and it also shows this kid's profound understanding of the construction of soul tools.

However, the structure of the humanoid soul tool is complex. Even if some of the core magic arrays are replaced with parts, the number of core magic arrays that need to be inscribed is still enormous.

The competition is already halfway over, why hasn't he started inscribing the core magic array yet? Is it really going to be too late at this rate?

Ye Yulin grew increasingly anxious as she watched, her heart pounding like a rabbit's, unable to calm down.

This kid is skilled, fast, and has excellent technique; he's clearly a promising talent.

It would be such a pity if such a talented young person were eliminated because they couldn't complete their work. Ye Yulin felt more and more regretful, and even considered taking on a disciple.

Although he didn't know who Han Yu's master was, given his status in the Soul Master world, taking on a disciple would be a piece of cake. He was a figure of immense stature; who wouldn't want to become his disciple?

Time ticked by, and Ye Yulin grew increasingly anxious.

He started to worry. Was this kid really going to be eliminated because he couldn't finish his work? That would be so disappointing.

Thinking about this, Ye Yulin couldn't help but feel a little regretful that she hadn't paid special attention to Han Yu at the beginning, which caused her to miss many details of how he made the parts.

It's too late to see clearly now. This kid is too cunning. He deliberately scattered the parts, and only his powerful mental strength can find the pattern in them.

He left all the assembly work, including the joining of parts, to the last time, which was really unpredictable.

This kid is really a handful! When will he start inscribing the core array? He's made way too many parts, at least two hundred already. Will he even be able to use them all? Is he going to assemble these humanoid soul tools into a giant robot? That's such a bold idea! Ye Yulin couldn't help but wonder to herself.

What exactly is this kid up to? What is he planning to do? Does he really have the confidence to finish the work in the remaining time? Ye Yulin was filled with questions, staring intently at Han Yu, afraid of missing any detail.

He was eager to know what kind of miracle this young man would create.

He made a wide variety of parts, in all shapes and sizes, ranging from the size of a palm to the size of a grain of rice. Each one was exquisitely crafted, smooth as a mirror, and shimmering with a metallic luster.

These parts are scattered on the worktable, seemingly chaotic, yet they subtly reveal a certain pattern.

Ye Yulin carefully examined the parts, trying to find some clues, but the more he looked, the more confused he became, completely unable to understand the purpose of these parts.

He even began to suspect that the kid was just being mysterious, deliberately doing something useless to mislead others.

Time passed slowly, and Han Yu continued to make the parts at her own pace, showing no intention of starting to inscribe the core magic array.

Ye Yulin grew increasingly anxious, feeling like an ant on a hot pan, restless and uneasy.

He couldn't help but want to remind Hanyu, but he was worried about disturbing her train of thought, so he held back in the end.

He could only silently pray that the young man was truly confident in completing the work and wouldn't disappoint him. After all, it would be such a pity if such a talented young man were eliminated due to insufficient time.

Can all of these more than two hundred parts really be assembled onto that humanoid soul tool?

"This trip was definitely worth it!" Ye Yulin thought to himself, secretly relieved. A premonition surged within him: this young man, this young man named Hanyu, might really be able to create a miracle.

He stared intently at Han Yu, hoping to see a glimmer of success in him.

To get a better look, Ye Yulin even stood up from her seat, her gaze fixed on Han Yu, not wanting to miss a single detail.

Han Yu was intently operating the soul tool manufacturing table, with various precious and rare metal parts scattered on the ground around her, shimmering like stars.

His handsome face was covered in sweat, and his brows were furrowed, showing his tension and focus.

Ye Yulin was not the only one who paid attention to Han Yu.

Of the seven referees present, at least three had their eyes fixed on the young man.

They all sensed the extraordinary aura emanating from Han Yu, a surging power about to break through its limits.

Meanwhile, off the stage, the vice leader of the Holy Spirit Cult sat calmly in the rest area.

The commotion emanating from Mingdu City seemed to have no effect on her whatsoever; she was as if she were in another world, indifferent to everything around her.

Only when the commotion in the city gradually subsided did she let out a soft hum, her nasal tone carrying a barely perceptible hint of disdain.

A faint smile appeared on Nangong Wan's face. He knew that the Soul Masters who tried to break through had failed.

If they choose to break out from the west, let them go; the defenses on the west are relatively weak anyway.

This soul tool making competition is important, but it is not enough to warrant the presence of the Holy Spirit Cult's vice leader and four elders at the same time.

Their presence here is meant to deter those restless Soul Masters and make them understand that the west is not without defenses.

As long as someone dares to break through from the west, the Holy Spirit Cult will have completed its basic mission.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on Han Yu's forehead. He was highly focused, which made him feel tired.

The separated spiritual entity has been away from the main body for too long, and the side effects have begun to gradually appear.

Although the soul and spiritual power are separated, they still maintain a close connection with the physical body.

As time goes by, this connection will gradually weaken. Once the connection is completely severed, the separated spiritual entity will completely disintegrate and disappear into the world.

Although Xue Di once said that this situation would not shake Han Yu's foundation, if it really happens, Han Yu will inevitably suffer a heavy blow, and the current competition will be in vain.

A nameless worry welled up in Ye Yulin's heart. He silently prayed that the young man could overcome the difficulties and create a miracle.

However, some things can't be rushed. Many things require sufficient planning before they can proceed!

I was extremely anxious, but I had to force myself to calm down.

Some things cannot be rushed; one must proceed step by step and make thorough preparations. One wrong step can lead to total failure, a risk he cannot afford to take.

Time ticked by, seemingly solidifying into thick syrup, making him feel suffocated.

Faster, faster! His inner cry almost burst from his throat.

The production of the parts is nearing completion, and various rare metals used to create the core magic array are ready.

Han Yu's gaze fell on the materials that shimmered with metallic luster, but a sense of powerlessness welled up in her heart.

He is currently in an extremely weak mental state and is completely unable to perform the intricate carving of the core magic array.

In this state, let alone carving complex magic arrays, even holding the carving knife steady becomes difficult.

He had to wait, wait for the moment his mental strength would return.

However, the waiting was so agonizing.

In a competition, any unusual behavior could arouse suspicion.

Below the stage, the eyes of the Holy Spirit Cult's vice leader and the four elders were fixed on him like venomous snakes, making him feel as if he had thorns in his back.

They were all Title Douluo-level evil soul masters, with unfathomable strength. Once he noticed anything amiss, the consequences would be unimaginable.

If attacked, his disguise will be torn off, exposing him to everyone's view.

By then, everything he had meticulously planned would have vanished into thin air.

No, we absolutely cannot let them find out!

He must remain calm and not reveal any weakness.

Hurry up, time flies!

He was anxious and restless, yet he had to control his emotions.

The materials for creating the core magic array were ready. Eighteen rare metals of different colors were lined up in front of him, emitting a faint metallic luster.

These are all top-quality materials that he carefully selected, each piece is priceless.

The previously completed parts were scattered on the ground, waiting to be integrated with the core magic circle.

According to his and Xuan Ziwen's research, even the simplest humanoid soul tool requires eighteen core magic arrays.

This is the simplified solution he proposed, and it is also the best solution that can be implemented at present.

Han Yu dared not stop what he was doing. He picked up the carving knife and began to carve the general shape of these rare metals.

The detailed carving work can only be carried out after the mental energy is restored.

The carving knife danced in his hand, metal shavings falling one after another, as if time itself was passing faster with the rhythm of the blade.

Soon, the rough shapes of the eighteen rare metals were carved.

We can't stop! We absolutely can't stop!

This idea was firmly nailed to his mind like a steel nail.

He had to keep himself busy so that no one would notice anything amiss.

Otherwise, even if his spiritual body returns, he may still face danger.

Those evil spirit masters are best at dealing with souls, and he cannot give them any opportunity to exploit them.

Since he couldn't carve the core magic array, what else could he do?

There is only one answer: to assemble the humanoid soul guide device.

This is the only thing he can do right now, and it's also the thing he has to do.

Han Yu gently swept his hands downwards, his fingertips seemingly possessing magnetic force. Seven or eight parts scattered on the ground responded and flew into his hands as if summoned.

He held one part in his left hand and picked up another with his right, his fingers flying like butterflies flitting among flowers. The parts spun and assembled in his hands, making a soft clicking sound.

A delicate little joint was born in his hands, gleaming with a metallic sheen. (End of Chapter)