Douluo Continent: I got the Sharingan at the start!

He looked up, his gaze meeting Xu Tianran's, and asked for confirmation, "Is the list the same one His Majesty gave me last time?"

Xu Tianran nodded in agreement.

The mysterious imperial advisor carefully put away the list, bowed slightly to Xu Tianran, and said respectfully, "Then I would like to offer my early congratulations to Your Majesty on your ascension to the throne."

Xu Tianran took a deep breath, trying to suppress his excitement. He stepped forward, raised his hands in a gesture of invitation, and said sincerely, "Grand Preceptor, please sit down."

He personally poured a cup of fragrant tea for the mysterious imperial advisor, the aroma wafting between the two of them.

"On the day our Sun Moon Empire unifies the continent..." Xu Tianran paused, his gaze fixed intently on the mysterious Grand Preceptor, and said, word by word, "The Holy Spirit Sect will be the guardian deity of our Sun Moon Empire."

He bowed slightly to show his respect, "At that time, the Venerable Master will be the guardian deity of our Sun and Moon Empire, revered by all people, and your divine position will be opened!" After Xu Tianran finished speaking, he quietly waited for the mysterious national teacher's response.

The mysterious imperial advisor took the teacup, took a small sip, and remained calm, seemingly unmoved by Xu Tianran's promise.

He slowly put down his teacup and said calmly, "That's all for later. Let's take it one step at a time." He nodded slightly to Xu Tianran, then turned and walked towards the door.

As he reached the doorway, he paused, as if remembering something, and slowly turned around, his gaze falling on Xu Tianran.

He hesitated for a moment before speaking, "By the way, Your Majesty, what should we do with the Shrek Academy and the Body Sect? They've all escaped..." He frowned slightly, seemingly worried.

Xu Tianran pondered for a moment, then tapped his fingers lightly on the table, making a crisp sound.

"I am considering this matter." He raised his head, his gaze meeting that of the mysterious Imperial Advisor. "What does the Imperial Advisor think about leading them into the Western Hills?"

Upon hearing this, the mysterious national advisor's eyes flashed with a sharp light. He said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty is wise! That place once imprisoned my grandfather for a full hundred years! My grandfather's cultivation was no weaker than Long Bo's, yet in the end he only managed to bring out some superficial knowledge from that mysterious place."

"That place is simply beyond human capabilities!" He paused, then continued, "Once you step into it, the slightest mistake will result in at least ten years of imprisonment, until death."

Once the formation is activated, even titled Douluo cannot fly and must undergo numerous trials before they have any chance of escaping.

He took a deep breath, his tone tinged with reverence, "My grandfather made three wrong choices and was trapped for a century."

He stared intently at Xu Tianran, "Didn't we already try it before? Of those who were thrown in, less than one in ten came out alive."

I have already ordered Xiao Feng to bypass West Mountain and, with my four elders, guard the exit. Even if anyone is lucky enough to escape, they will be killed without hesitation.

"Alright!" A ruthless glint flashed in Xu Tianran's eyes. He nodded forcefully and said firmly, "We'll all rely on the Imperial Advisor!"

The mysterious imperial advisor bowed slightly, his tone calm: "Your subject will certainly do his utmost."

He paused, then added, "If it doesn't work, it's okay. A national war can't be won by just a few people..." He turned around again, this time without looking back, and his figure gradually disappeared outside the door.

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At the foot of the rolling hills of Xishan, a somewhat desolate open space became a temporary resting place.

Han Yu and his group, including core members such as Du Busi and Lang Ya, gathered here.

The group sat down on the ground for a short rest to recover their strength.

Poison Immortal broke the silence first, laughing heartily in a loud voice, "Han Yu, you've really reaped a great harvest this time! You've practically emptied the Sun Moon Empire's treasury, hahaha!"

As he spoke, he nudged Han Yu lightly with his elbow, his eyes filled with admiration.

Langya chuckled and chimed in, "Young Master is truly resourceful and has brilliant methods!"

"After this trip, our sect is now incredibly wealthy, becoming the richest sect on the continent!" he said, gesturing with his hand to make an exaggerated money bag shape.

After a brief moment of joy, Lang Ya suddenly remembered something and asked in confusion, "However, I don't understand why we have to go around West Mountain to get back to the sect. Wouldn't it be shorter to go straight through West Mountain?"

Upon hearing Lang Ya's question, Han Yu's face showed a faint smile, but a barely perceptible sense of apprehension flashed deep in her eyes.

He knew that Xishan was Tang San's sphere of influence, and although he was quite strong, there was still a huge gap between him and Tang San.

A head-on confrontation is clearly not a wise move; he must come up with a reasonable explanation that will convince everyone.

Han Yu hesitated for a moment before speaking, "Teacher, Senior Langya, I have a bad feeling. It seems that some kind of danger is lurking in Xishan. If we enter rashly, we may encounter unpredictable risks."

His tone was full of worry, as if he had truly sensed some danger.

Poison Immortal narrowed his eyes slightly, a shrewd glint in his deep gaze. He seemed to have realized something. "You mean, the Sun Moon Empire might have set up an ambush in the Western Mountains, just waiting for us to walk right into their trap?"

Han Yu nodded slightly, secretly admiring Du Bu Si's keenness and insight; the reason was both reasonable and convincing.

"It's very possible, although I'm not entirely sure, but if that's the case, the consequences would be unimaginable."

"You must understand, the Sun Moon Empire also has a Limit Douluo-level expert in charge. If we fall into an ambush, the sect disciples will likely not be able to escape unscathed."

Han Yu continued, "Although the route around Xishan is a bit longer, it is safer. For everyone's safety, I think taking the detour is the wiser choice."

Poison Immortal nodded slightly in agreement, "That makes sense. Although I am not afraid of challenges, the safety of my disciples is the most important thing."

"Langya, listen to the cold rain. We'll bypass the Western Mountains and return to the Heavenly Soul Empire."

Lang Ya respectfully clasped his hands in obeisance, accepting the order, "Yes, Sect Master!"

"Take a break, then we'll set off immediately."

The group sat down on the ground and rested for a while, regaining some of their strength.

A moment later, they got up and continued their journey toward the Heavenly Soul Empire.

Sunlight filters through the gaps in the leaves, casting dappled patterns of light, while a gentle breeze brings a touch of coolness.

The birdsong echoed through the woods, and everything seemed peaceful and serene.

They walked lightly on the fallen leaves, their mood gradually relaxing.

"Look at that!" Yuan Gungun's slightly surprised voice broke the momentary silence, his tone filled with doubt and a hint of unease. He pointed to the sky, his voice trembling slightly.

Han Yu looked up at the sound, his gaze falling on the sky. His expression changed drastically, and astonishment spread across his face.

The once clear sky was now shrouded in a thick fog, which stretched as far as the eye could see, obscuring the sun and resembling a giant gray curtain covering the entire world.

Only in areas five meters or less above the ground is the fog slightly thinner, making it barely possible to see.

What's even more unsettling is that the fog in the sky isn't just a single shade of gray; it displays a strange color shift, sometimes tinged with a faint purple, sometimes revealing a chilling green, as if concealing some unknown danger.

Han Yu pondered to himself, "Could it be that we didn't actually bypass Xishan?" This thought flashed through his mind like lightning, making him feel uneasy. Xishan, that mysterious and dangerous place, was something he had always wanted to avoid.

He originally thought he had successfully bypassed Xishan, but he didn't expect to end up here anyway.

His plan was to avoid this place as much as possible, after all, Xishan was extremely dangerous and full of unknown perils. But now, they seemed to be deeply trapped and unable to escape.

The strangeness of this place exceeded his imagination. Even he felt helpless and could only take it one step at a time.

"Come here, all of you..." Du Busi's voice came from not far away, his tone low and solemn.

Hearing Du Bu Si's call, Han Yu, Qiu Er, and the others didn't dare to delay and quickly headed towards Du Bu Si's location. They traversed the dense forest, pushed aside the thorns blocking their path, and hurried along.

When they arrived at Poison Undying's side, they found that everyone else had already gathered there. Each person wore a solemn expression, and the atmosphere was exceptionally oppressive.

Poison Undying's face was even more gloomy, his brows furrowed, as if he was thinking about something.

Han Yu subconsciously released his mental probe, trying to investigate the surrounding situation. However, the next moment, his face was filled with shock.

He discovered that his mental detection was severely limited, with a detection range of less than ten meters in diameter.

Beyond that distance, spiritual power vanishes without a trace, like a clay ox sinking into the sea, and nothing can be detected.

He even felt a strange force devouring his mental energy, making him feel dizzy.

How could this be? Han Yu was filled with doubt and unease. His mental detection couldn't even see as far as his eyes could; this was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

Even in the miasma-filled environment of Sunset Forest, his mental detection was not so severely limited.

Poison Immortal turned his gaze to Cold Rain and said in a deep voice, "You felt it too, didn't you? Our senses have been greatly weakened."

The fog overhead was like a giant cage, trapping us here. If we couldn't find a way out on the ground, then we would truly be in dire straits.

Qiu'er frowned, a hint of worry in her eyes, and asked softly, "If the poison can't kill you, Senior, then you can't even fly? Are we really trapped here?"

Poison Undying sighed heavily, slowly shook his head, and said with a tone full of helplessness, "I've tried, but there's really no way."

Once you try to fly, you feel an immense pressure descending from the sky, as if the entire sky is rejecting you and forcibly pressing you back. He paused, recalling the scene, his expression becoming even more solemn. "The pressure was far greater than I imagined, simply exceeding the limits of what human beings can withstand."

Even a Limit Douluo like Long Xiaoyao would probably find it difficult to break through this barrier.

Upon hearing this, everyone present felt a suffocating sensation and couldn't help but gasp. A sense of despair began to spread through their hearts.

Lang Ya frowned, pacing back and forth, and said anxiously, "There is definitely something wrong here! But why didn't we find anything when we investigated before?" He looked at Du Busi, his eyes filled with doubt and confusion.

He and Du Bu Si once flew to Xishan in person and spent a whole day carefully surveying the entire mountain, but found nothing unusual.

But now, this sudden change has trapped them all in this strange place. Lang Ya and Du Busi were filled with self-blame; they should have discovered the problem earlier and protected these young disciples.

Poison Immortal took a deep breath, trying to remain calm, and said in a deep voice, "This place seems to be shrouded in a mysterious and powerful force, and even the earth has become unusual."

He recalled his attempt to break free: "I tried to control the soil, to dig downwards, to try and break through this confinement, but all my efforts were in vain. We were like prisoners in an unbreakable cage, unable to escape."

As a Limit Douluo, Du Bu Si possesses a true martial soul and exceptionally strong perception, making his judgments rarely wrong.

Even Han Yu had to admit that the poison couldn't kill him.

Du Bu Si looked around at the young, hopeful faces, his heart filled with anxiety and worry. He knew he had to remain calm to lead them to a way out.

He suppressed his unease and tried to speak calmly: "Everyone, please share your thoughts. Let's brainstorm and perhaps find a solution."

He paused, then added, "Don't panic, we'll definitely find a way out."

Although he was filled with frustration and regret, he remained outwardly calm. He knew that he absolutely could not panic at this moment, otherwise his young disciples would become even more terrified.

"Sect Master," Long Aotian said, "how about we split up and explore? We can divide into several groups and carefully search the surrounding environment. This might not be a dead end; it could just be a maze. Once we find the exit, we can get out."

Just as Long Aotian was about to suggest that everyone split up to improve search efficiency, Yuan Gungun's deep voice rang out: "No! Under these circumstances, we absolutely cannot split up!" His tone was firm and left no room for argument.

Long Aotian frowned slightly, about to speak, when Yuan Gungun continued, "Assuming your idea is correct, this is indeed a maze, but this maze was left to us by the Sun Moon Empire."

What if the evil spirit masters of the Holy Spirit Cult are also among them? If they disperse, it will only bring us annihilation; we'll be defeated one by one!

Yuan Gungun's voice, tinged with anxiety, echoed through the empty valley. (End of Chapter)