Douluo Continent: I got the Sharingan at the start!

Chapter 354 is complete!

Hearing that Han Yu's plan had worked, Du Busi's tense lips relaxed slightly, and a hint of approval flashed in his eyes. However, he did not lower his guard and quickly ordered everyone to evacuate Mingdu.

Just as Han Yu had predicted, martial law had been declared in the capital city of Ming, with soldiers in black uniforms patrolling back and forth, creating a tense atmosphere.

Although these ordinary soldiers are practically useless to these Soul Masters, a large army will undoubtedly compress their operational space and increase their risk of exposure.

Poison Immortal led his men, using their familiarity with the terrain and their agility to weave through the streets and alleys, avoiding the sight of patrolling soldiers.

The disadvantages of Ming Dynasty not having city walls were now obvious, which also facilitated their evacuation.

Led by Du Bu Si, they quickly and quietly left Mingdu and reunited with the members of the Body Sect who were waiting outside the city.

The group rested briefly in a dense forest several kilometers from the competition venue, waiting for Poisonous Death to scout the situation. The forest was so lush and dense that it blocked out the sun, making it an excellent hiding place.

Du Bu Si went to scout the vicinity of the competition venue alone. He was agile and extremely fast, moving freely through the woods like a ghost. With his cultivation level, he naturally had no fear of being discovered.

Du Bu Si watched Han Yu busy on the competition stage from afar, nodding to himself in satisfaction at Han Yu's growth.

This kid is really showing some of the demeanor of a sect leader now. His plans and arrangements this time were all very well done. After we go back, we can consider letting him take over some of the sect's affairs.

As Du Bu Si pondered, he turned his gaze to the competition field, a sharp killing intent gradually emerging in his eyes.

If we could wipe out all the evil soul masters of these three underground forces, the henchmen of the Holy Spirit Cult, and the soul masters who act as referees, the blow to the Sun Moon Empire would probably be no less than killing Xu Tianran.

But he also understood that this was just wishful thinking.

This place is teeming with experts, including five Title Douluo-level evil soul masters and several level nine soul masters; their strength should not be underestimated.

Even if Shrek Academy sends out all its experts, it will not be easy to win. Moreover, a great battle is bound to be protracted, and since the Sun Moon Empire knows that their target is the competition venue in the western suburbs, they must have already taken precautions.

Du Busi looked up at the Sun and Moon Divine Needle floating in the air, and even with his title Douluo cultivation, he couldn't help but feel a sense of threat.

Fortunately, Han Yu's message came just in time! She had Qiu'er and the others bring over the news that the vice leader of the Holy Spirit Cult and several elders were here.

Otherwise, Poison Undying might actually lead everyone in a surprise attack.

However, they are alone now. If they are surrounded by reinforcements from the enemy, they will inevitably suffer heavy losses.

After weighing the pros and cons, Du Busi chose to remain patient.

His goal now is simple: as long as he can get Han Yu out, today's plan will be complete.

Next, let's see how many surprises the green signal Han Yu sent earlier will bring them.

The cannon muzzles that had been visible inside the Sun Moon Empire's palace buildings had all been retracted. Cleaning and repair work was proceeding smoothly and efficiently.

Xu Tianran still stood in front of the ruins of the study, with the Holy Spirit Cult Leader and Jing Hongchen standing on either side of him. The evil spirit masters had all vanished, their whereabouts unknown.

That Dragon Emperor Douluo has long since disappeared without a trace.

A guard dressed in light gold outfit quickly ran to Jing Hongchen's side and whispered a few words to her.

"Your Highness," Jing Hongchen bowed slightly to Xu Tianran before continuing, "The highest level of security on the east, north, and south city walls is complete, and all level-nine fixed-position soul-guided cannons are ready. If they dare to break out from these three directions, they will immediately be subjected to our strongest artillery fire."

He paused, glanced at the intelligence report in his hand, and continued, "According to our scouts, they have now split into two groups."

"Oh? They've split into two groups?" Xu Tianran's eyes, which had been slightly narrowed, suddenly snapped open, his sharp gaze seeming to pierce through the void. "It seems they're trying to disperse our forces! Tell me, where did they go?"

Jing Hongchen's expression was solemn as he said in a deep voice, "A group led by those from Shrek Academy went to the west, seemingly intending to break out through the west gate."

"West?" Xu Tianran raised an eyebrow and a cold smile appeared on his lips. "It seems that Shrek Academy is planning to use their flying soul tools to force their way out."

"Hmph, don't they even consider that without my permission, do they really think they could fly out of Mingdu?"

Jing Hongchen nodded slightly, indicating his agreement with Xu Tianran's judgment, and then continued, "The people led by the Body Sect, the Heavenly Soul Empire, and the Star Luo Empire went to a viscount's mansion in the east of the city."

After entering the mansion, there was no further movement; it seemed they had gone into hiding.

"Lying dormant?" Xu Tianran frowned slightly; this word made him uneasy. "Grand Preceptor, what do you think?"

Jing Hongchen pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "I believe that their actions are not simply a matter of lying low." He paused, then analyzed, "If they split up their forces due to a disagreement with Shrek Academy, then their breakout direction is definitely not to the west."

"What does the Imperial Advisor mean...?" Xu Tianran pressed.

"I believe they are trying to mislead us, making us think they will break out from the west, and then take the opportunity to break out from other directions," Jing Hongchen said, expressing his speculation.

A glint flashed in Xu Tianran's eyes, and he said in a deep voice, "The Grand Preceptor's analysis makes sense. Issue the order to strengthen surveillance of the Viscount's mansion in the east of the city, and do everything you can to force them to also leave from the west."

"Yes!" Jing Hongchen accepted the order and was about to turn and leave when Xu Tianran called him back.

"Wait," a cold glint flashed in Xu Tianran's eyes, "Grand Preceptor, could you send some of your men over there? I need to know their every move."

The Imperial Advisor understood immediately; he naturally grasped the deeper meaning behind Xu Tianran's words. Xu Tianran wanted him to dispatch elite members of the Holy Spirit Cult to infiltrate the Viscount's mansion and closely monitor the people's every move in order to keep track of their activities.

He bowed slightly and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, I understand. I will make the arrangements immediately." Then, his eyes darted around, and he changed the subject, saying, "Your Highness, I have already made preparations ahead of time and dispatched a group of capable men to lie in wait near the Viscount's residence."

Now that the strongmen of Shrek Academy have departed, my disciples and the Empire's Soul Master Legion are cooperating closely, forming a pincer movement. Even if they try to break through by force, they will inevitably pay a heavy price, and it is even possible that they will be completely annihilated.

He paused, a hint of confusion in his voice, "But there is one thing I don't understand. Why didn't Your Highness order us to go all out and wipe them out in one fell swoop? If the Supreme Elder had joined the battle, and combined our strength, we could have at least captured more than half of them. Wouldn't that have been much better?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Tianran's expression changed slightly, but he quickly regained his composure. He smiled and said calmly, "Grand Preceptor, you may not know this, but this is the capital of the empire, the location of the Mingdu Imperial Palace. How can we lightly start a war? If we go all out to fight them head-on, we can certainly inflict great losses on them, but our own casualties will also be considerable."

Moreover, many of them are titled Douluo-level powerhouses. If they disregard the unwritten rules and launch an attack on the city, the people of Mingdu will inevitably suffer immense loss of life. How can I explain this to the subjects of the empire then?

He paused, then said with a meaningful tone, "Our goal this time is not only to inflict a heavy blow on them, but also to minimize our own casualties. After all, it's not easy for your sect to cultivate talent!" This last sentence was clearly a reminder to the Grand Preceptor not to act rashly.

He knew perfectly well that the reason the Holy Spirit Cult leader advocated taking direct action was because he had no regard for the lives of ordinary people.

The deaths of a large number of civilians are actually beneficial to these evil spirit masters, as they can absorb resentment and improve their cultivation.

He naturally thrives on chaos, hoping to take advantage of the situation and expand the influence of the Holy Spirit Cult.

But how could Xu Tianran let him have his way? To be honest, Xu Tianran wasn't too worried about the Shrek Academy and Body Sect people violating the rules of Title Douluo battles. He was more worried about these evil soul masters taking advantage of the chaos to cause destruction, massacre civilians, and create even greater chaos.

Upon hearing this, the leader of the Holy Spirit Cult snorted coldly, a sinister glint flashing in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and said, "Those little brats from the Snow Demon Sect, we absolutely cannot let them escape! I will turn them all into corpse puppets, so they can never be reincarnated!"

His hatred for the Snow Demon Sect was boundless. The tragic deaths of several outstanding young evil soul masters at the hands of the Snow Demon Sect were a tremendous shock to him, causing him immense pain and making him wish he could grind the Snow Demon Sect to dust.

Seeing this, Xu Tianran quickly reassured him, "Grand Preceptor, please rest assured. Since the people from Shrek Academy have already gone to the west, they will naturally leave from the west as well."

The final battle is tomorrow, and they won't leave Mingdu before then. Their current withdrawal from the city is just to mislead us; they'll probably return later.

After all, they couldn't bear to part with those outstanding young talents.

"Once they go west, I can guarantee that none of them will escape, and we can wipe them all out at minimal cost."

The Holy Spirit Cult Leader nodded slightly and remained silent.

That's the last one!

Looking at the few remaining grains of sand in the hourglass, Ye Yulin became somewhat nervous.

He stared at the hourglass, which seemed to have transformed into a predator of time, greedily devouring every grain of golden sand, and he could only watch helplessly as it slowly eroded the hope of victory.

Ye Yulin felt as if an invisible hand was gripping her heart tightly, her breathing became rapid, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her palms.

Han Yu remained focused, as if all the noise and commotion outside had nothing to do with him.

The carving knife in his hand moved like a sprite, outlining mysterious patterns on the metal plate.

The final core array's patterns are nearing completion; the intricate designs resemble a dazzling galaxy in the night sky, radiating a mysterious and powerful aura.

"Is there enough time?" Ye Yulin prayed silently in his heart. He wished that time could stand still at this moment, giving Han Yu more time to complete this final masterpiece.

The surrounding audience held their breath, their eyes fixed on Han Yu.

Everyone felt time stand still at that moment, and the air was filled with an atmosphere of tension and anticipation.

The gamblers who had placed their bets on Han Yu were experiencing a rollercoaster of emotions.

They watched Han Yu's every move intently, praying for a miracle to happen.

Meanwhile, those gamblers who hadn't bet on Han Yu secretly mocked the foolishness of these people. In their eyes, Han Yu had no hope of turning the tide; the winner of this match was destined to be that genius boy from the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy.

Ye Yulin took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down.

He knew that now was not the time to despair, and he had to do something, even if it was just to buy Han Yu a little bit of time.

He reached out and retrieved the soundproof soul guide beside him, cleared his throat, and said in a deep voice, "The hourglass is about to end. After it ends, I will count down to ten to mark the final countdown."

Although his voice was not loud, it clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

Han Yu paused slightly, raised his head, met Ye Yulin's gaze, and then nodded gently to indicate that he had heard.

Ye Yulin's words undoubtedly reassured Han Yu, allowing him to focus more intently on the final sprint.

"bass!"

With a carving knife in her hand, Han Yu drew a perfect arc, and the pattern of the last core magic array was finally completed.

In that instant, the entire arena seemed to be enveloped by an invisible energy, and the core magic arrays emitted a dazzling light, illuminating the entire arena.

"It's done!" A look of surprise flashed in Ye Yulin's eyes. He never expected that Han Yu would actually be able to complete this final sprint at the last moment.

The other referees and contestants also showed expressions of surprise; they never expected such a dramatic turn of events in the competition.

Just then, the last grain of sand in the hourglass finally slipped out, signaling the end of the competition.

"Countdown begins, ten—" Ye Yulin announced loudly, deliberately drawing out his voice to buy Han Yu every second.

Han Yu let out a long sigh of relief. He put down the carving knife in his hand and wanted to stand up and stretch his muscles.

However, due to maintaining the same posture for a long time, coupled with the excessive consumption of mental energy, his legs went weak, his body lost its balance, and he was about to fall to the ground.

(End of this chapter)