Douluo Continent: I got the Sharingan at the start!

Long Aotian's expression hardened, and he thought to himself: Yuan Gungun's words make sense. If this is a trap, splitting up would be tantamount to walking into a snare. He pondered for a moment, and finally abandoned his previous idea.

At this moment, Han Yu also spoke up: "I just tried to use my mental power to explore, and I found that the exploration range is no more than ten meters, which is not as far as the naked eye can see."

You're right. We seem to be suppressed here by a mysterious force, a force that is far beyond human power to resist.

He paused, a thoughtful tone in his voice: "But I don't think this place should be just a prison; there must be other secrets behind it."

Han Yu continued her analysis: "Since this force is beyond human resistance, it must not have been created by the Sun Moon Empire. The level of soul tools is far from reaching this level. Even the legendary level ten soul tools could not cover such a large mountain range."

His tone grew increasingly certain: "Therefore, I deduce that this place was naturally formed, and the Sun Moon Empire merely mastered some method of activating or controlling it. Since it was naturally formed, it may not be a dead end; there will always be a way out."

Long Aotian nodded, indicating his agreement with Han Yu's point of view. He looked around, his eyes filled with caution: "I agree with Gun Gun's opinion. Under these circumstances, we absolutely cannot be separated."

Everyone should concentrate their efforts and search in one direction. Even if we end up back where we started, we should carefully observe the surrounding environment and look for any clues.

There will always be unexpected discoveries, and then we can delve deeper based on the clues. Although it's a clumsy method, it's currently the only one.

Poison Undying listened quietly, then nodded slightly in agreement. He said, "Alright, everyone, let's eat some dry rations to replenish our strength, and we'll set off shortly." After saying that, he turned to Han Yu: "Han Yu, come with me for a moment, I have something to ask you."

"Yes," Han Yu replied respectfully, then quickly followed Du Busi to the side. The two spoke in hushed tones, and Du Busi asked with concern, "How is your recovery going?"

Han Yu quickly replied, "There are no problems anymore."

Poison Immortal nodded slowly, a hint of inquiry in his deep gaze. He pondered, "That's good. As for the girl you mentioned with the Holy Angel Martial Soul, how is she now? You...you didn't really kill her, did you?"

He paused, a hint of worry in his voice. After all, those who possessed the Holy Angel Martial Soul were extremely rare on the continent, and it would be a real pity if they were to perish.

Then, Du Busi shifted the topic to the strange ability that Han Yu had previously displayed, and asked, "By the way, Han Yu, what exactly was that strange ability you displayed in Xishan?"

That power... I've never seen it before; it seems completely different from any soul skill we know.

Upon hearing this, Han Yu's heart jolted. Images of the fierce battle in Xishan flashed through his mind, his thoughts in turmoil, and for a moment he completely forgot about Ye Guyi.

He then realized that he hadn't yet explained the origins of necromancy to Poison Undying.

"Teacher, regarding the ability I used yesterday..." Han Yu took a deep breath, organized her thoughts, and slowly said, "You can think of it as my second martial soul, but it doesn't originate from our world."

He decided to tell Undying Poison about Electrox's existence and the truth about necromancy; at this point, he could no longer hide it.

So, Han Yu recounted Electrolux's origins and how he acquired necromancy in a way that Poison Undying could understand, as concisely and clearly as possible.

In this process, he tried to avoid using technical jargon that was difficult to understand, and instead used more colloquial language to explain things.

Even the well-informed Poison Immortal showed an expression of disbelief after hearing Han Yu's story, staring blankly at her for a long time, as if looking at a monster from another world.

"A magician... a profession from another world?" Poison Undying muttered to himself, taking a while to come back to his senses.

He patted Han Yu's shoulder helplessly and said earnestly, "Han Yu, although it is your good fortune to have obtained this power, you must also understand what evil soul masters mean on the Douluo Continent. The collusion between the Sun Moon Empire and evil soul masters will inevitably arouse the public outrage of the entire soul master community."

"And your abilities... are far too easily mistaken for the methods of an evil spirit master."

Han Yu nodded solemnly, indicating that she understood Du Bu Si's concerns: "Teacher, I understand what you mean. I will never use this ability lightly, nor will I show my true face to anyone."

The Han Tang Wu who participated in the Mingdu Soul Instructor Elite Competition is not the real me.

Hearing Han Yu's assurance, Du Busi breathed a slight sigh of relief and said, "It's good that you understand. Your Sharingan martial soul is already powerful enough, so focus on cultivating it."

As for that girl Ye Guyi, can you release her now?

Han Yu tried to communicate with the undead demiplane, but quickly shook her head helplessly: "No, teacher, there is an invisible force here that is blocking my connection with the undead demiplane. I cannot release Ye Guyi."

However, thanks to the protection I've set up, she's temporarily safe in the demiplane; she won't starve for ten days to two weeks.

After a moment of contemplation, Du Busi slowly nodded, his deep gaze falling on Han Yu, and praised, "You did a very good job on this matter, remaining calm under pressure and handling it appropriately."

He paused, his tone becoming more serious, "If we can get out of here," a resolute glint flashed in his eyes, "we must protect this child who possesses the Holy Angel Martial Soul."

He reached out and gently patted Han Yu's shoulder. "In the future, she will definitely become one of the main forces against the Holy Spirit Cult and shoulder the heavy responsibility of protecting the continent."

Du Bu Si stared at Han Yu and said, word by word, "Han Yu, you must always remember that no matter what you experience, no matter what happens, no matter if the road ahead is smooth or thorny, no matter if you encounter praise or slander, you must stay true to yourself, understand?"

Han Yu sensed the heavy expectations her teacher placed on her, and nodded vigorously, her eyes filled with determination and resolve. "I will, teacher," she replied in a clear and firm voice.

Poison Undying smiled with relief, nodded again, and turned his gaze to the dense vegetation around him. His tone was serious: "Now that we are in this desperate situation, we must be careful and not let our guard down."

He said to Hanyu with concern, "You should go and eat something too. You need to conserve your energy to better cope with the challenges ahead."

The already small rift between them completely dissipated during their frank conversation, and Du Bu Si's mood improved somewhat. He turned and called for everyone to gather, preparing to reorganize the team and find a way out.

Han Yu and I walked back to the Body Sect camp. We found that everyone in the camp had finished eating and drinking and were sitting together, discussing their current predicament in low voices.

Poison Undying looked around at everyone, pondered for a moment, and then began to plan the next course of action.

He divided everyone into two groups. One group consisted of the participants from the Body Sect, and he personally led the team. The other group consisted of the remaining members, including Gao Dalu, and was led by four other Title Douluos from the Body Sect, one of whom was the strongest Golden Body Douluo.

Poison Undying explained the operation plan in detail: "We will split into two groups, support each other, and keep our distance from each other."

He pointed to the lush vegetation around him, saying, "Wherever we go, we leave our marks on all the more visible plants as markers of our exploration."

"This is a desperate, albeit clumsy, method," Poisonous Death added. "Once all the plants have left traces, any plant that leaves no trace is a new direction. We can only slowly explore outwards like this."

After receiving their orders, everyone quickly formed a team and set off.

Poison Immortal led Han Yu and the others at the front, while Golden Body Douluo led the second group in the center. The two groups maintained a certain distance, supporting each other and cautiously advancing forward.

Because they had to carefully observe their surroundings and leave marks on the plants, they did not travel very fast.

Although there was no thick fog in the space five meters above the ground, there was a light mist, and with the dense vegetation blocking the view, the line of sight was only a few dozen meters.

The dense canopy blocked out the sunlight, and the depths of the forest were perpetually shrouded in a suffocating stillness. An invisible pressure seemed to hang in the air, making it hard to breathe.

The fallen leaves rustled softly underfoot, a sound that was all the more distinct in the silent forest, only amplifying the deathly stillness of the surroundings.

The tree branches intertwined, like ghostly claws, stretching out in the hazy mist, as if ready to seize any traveler who strayed into the mist at any moment.

Long Aotian gripped his longsword tightly, his palms damp with sweat. He regretted his earlier rashness, having underestimated the eeriness of this forest.

If the group were to split up, even the most resolute Soul Master would likely break down in this eerie silence. He glanced furtively at his companions; each face was etched with solemnity, clearly infected by the strange atmosphere.

They moved slowly along the rugged road, time passing by as if frozen in time. An hour passed, and the surrounding scenery remained unchanged, as if they were trapped in an endless maze.

Han Yu followed closely behind Du Busi, vigilantly observing their surroundings, not daring to relax for a moment. Suddenly, a thought struck him; he seemed to sense something unusual. "Teacher," he whispered, "don't you feel that we haven't gone back the way we came?"

Poison Undying stopped and looked around, his deep gaze seemingly able to pierce through the thick fog. "I noticed that too," he murmured, "The terrain of this area is quite different from the place we circled around last night."

A glimmer of hope ignited in their hearts. The fact that they hadn't turned back meant they were gradually moving away from that eerie area and closer to the edge of the forest. If they persevered, they would eventually escape this labyrinthine forest.

They continued on their way, and another hour passed. Poisonous Immortal carefully observed the surrounding trees and terrain, confirming that they had not repeated their route.

Along the way, they did not see any familiar scenery, and they left special marks on the trees they passed, without finding any duplicate marks.

Although they couldn't fly or use their mental powers to probe from a distance, they would be content as long as they could keep walking like this and eventually leave the forest.

At noon, the fog thickened further, reducing visibility to less than ten meters. The surrounding air also became colder and damper, as if permeated with some unknown chill.

Du Busi ordered everyone to rest on the spot, and the group quickly set up a temporary camp following the pattern from the previous night.

Having a large group proved advantageous at this time, as the companionship dispelled some of their fear. In this desolate forest, the presence of their companions brought them a sense of comfort.

The Soul Masters with storage Soul Tools quickly took out their dry rations to replenish their strength. Han Yu and the others, however, looked somewhat embarrassed; their storage Soul Tools were filled with precious rare metals…

They were only able to eat if they managed to get some food from a few disciples of the Body Sect.

Poisonous Undying tore off a piece of chicken leg, grease dripping from the corner of his mouth. He mumbled, "Based on the area of ​​Mingdu West Mountain and our current speed, although we're moving slowly now, as long as we don't backtrack, we should be able to get out of this hellhole in a day at most."

He carelessly discarded the cleaned bones, which rolled twice on the ground and became covered in dirt.

Long Aotian frowned, his worry barely concealed. He said in a deep voice, "I hope so. But..." His voice trailed off, the last syllable drawn out, carrying a hint of unfinished business.

Long Aotian didn't continue, but everyone present understood the hidden worry in his words. Since the Sun Moon Empire had gone to such lengths to lure them to this place, they must have some ulterior motive.

How could this place be simple? A shadow fell over everyone's hearts, and unease spread.

Du Bu Si glanced at Long Ao Tian, ​​his tone tinged with impatience, "There's no 'but' about it. We can only take it one step at a time now."

"Our dry rations and water are enough to last for ten days. If we still can't find a way out in ten days..." Poisonous Death didn't finish his sentence, but a fierce glint flashed in his eyes as he looked up at the sky, as if he was pondering something.

His meaning was clear: if he really couldn't find a way out, he would rather fight to the death to forcefully break through the sky's blockade, and perhaps he could find a glimmer of hope.

As everyone silently processed Poison Undying's words, a sudden, intense sense of crisis washed over them; warning signs arose instantly! (End of Chapter)