Regarding the current predicament of the Central Continent, Chasing Soul’s assessment is that it’s unsolvable.

Yama Hall only needs to deploy cultivators from the Divine Platform Realm to sweep across the Central Continent.

Not to mention Xin Zui, Xin Yin, and Wuyin.

As for Lei Wang and his group, they don’t even need to take action.

Celestial Dao Sect is the same, so Chasing Soul truly doesn’t want to get involved.

The Central Continent has no foundation whatsoever, and it remains the same even now.

With the successful breakthrough of Piaomiao Sect’s Great Elder into the Divine Platform Realm, elders from the Nine Sects, who have been stuck at perfection for unknown years, are desperately seeking breakthroughs one after another.

But even if all these people can successfully break through, the mere number of cultivators in the Divine Platform Realm remains insufficient.

Sometimes, Chasing Soul even feels sorrow for these Central Continent people. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Because no matter how hard they try, it seems like they still can’t change the course of events.

They might as well muddle through like this.

The Central Continent needs time, but exactly no one is willing to give it to them.

Quan Xiaotong, from Chasing Soul’s demeanor, also sees that the Central Continent’s predicament is indeed much more severe than he anticipated.

"You are smart enough to surely guess the peculiarity of this sea territory."

Chasing Soul slowly said.

No matter what the purpose of the Five Envoys is, it must be related to the Central Continent.

Quan Xiaotong also thought of this layer, two colossal powers fighting; it’s certainly not for that desolate sea area, ultimately it still indirectly points to here.

"What kind of array is the Central Continent encased in?"

Quan Xiaotong couldn’t help but ask.

Chasing Soul shook his head silently, "No one knows, including Xin Zui and the others."

Even the construction of the array wasn’t handled by the current Yama Hall members; from the memory of the soul division, when they got here, the array was already present.

The only known fact is that those people conduct a massacre every few hundred years to sacrifice to the array.

From a certain angle, it’s precisely the massacre that prevents Central Continent cultivators from developing further.

Quan Xiaotong’s face turned horribly grim; anyone would be uneasy hearing this, especially knowing there’s always a sword hanging overhead, ready to fall at any moment.

...

The grand hall of the small world has always been a secret place for Han Yu.

Last time he entered, Wang Xingzhi guarded him like watching a thief.

When he actually got brought up here by Su Xiaoxiao, he felt somewhat disappointed.

Everything here seemed ordinary, without anything special.

The grand hall was empty and vast, just a row of tidy tables and nothing else.

At the same time, he was curious about Su Xiaoxiao’s purpose in bringing him here.

"Interested in seeing a true small world and broadening your horizons?"

Su Xiaoxiao said bluntly, her words shocking Han Yu.

Because he didn’t understand.

Isn’t this a small world already?

Could it be there’s another small world within the small world to uncover?

Is this a nesting doll?

Su Xiaoxiao seemingly guessed Han Yu’s thoughts, shook her head.

"This place doesn’t count as a small world; it’s too tiny and fragile, just a hillbilly like Wang Xingzhi talking nonsense."

"Strictly speaking, this should be called a small cave heaven."

Great, another piece of useless knowledge added.

Han Yu felt like he heard something amazing again, turned his head and felt it’s probably useless to know.

"Surely you don’t want to be stuck here for a lifetime?"

Su Xiaoxiao sighed and shook her head helplessly.

Hearing this, Han Yu suddenly got spirited; he didn’t want to stay here for a lifetime!

He’s had enough of this broken place, others can meditate and pass the days, but he can’t.

Yet, thinking about going out only to be struck by tribulation thunder, his burning heart suddenly cooled down.

"I have a way!"

Su Xiaoxiao exclaimed.

"You have a way?"

Han Yu was somewhat doubtful; having stayed here for so many days, if there’s a way, he would have left long ago.

Su Xiaoxiao indeed had a way, but it’s not quite a good one; especially implementing it would be a bit difficult.

This was a plan he came up with after a few days.

"I’ll open up the space, and then you go out..."

Hearing this, Han Yu already planned to stop listening, so this was the way? It’s just letting him go out to face the thunder.

"No one’ll die, trust me."

Similarly, in the hall, Lei Wang was also persuading those eight Divine Platform Realm cultivators this way.

Eight dolls were given to them in batches, they exchanged glances while Lei Wang looked at them with deep meaning.

"Take these eight dolls, they can deceive the tribulation thunder at crucial moments and divert the attack."

"What you need to do is run as far as possible, take the tribulation thunder away with you."

Upon hearing this, their faces changed collectively; the dolls in hand seemed like a death charm, wanting to throw them but dared not to.

Xin Zui and the others subtly turned their faces, not daring to show any expression.

If these things can deceive tribulation thunder, perhaps they really can.

But claiming that no one will die is uncertain.

There’re sixteen people here, letting these eight take eight dolls out seems like they guessed something but don’t dare to reveal anything.

These eight people absolutely won’t survive, those eight dolls, if guessed correctly, are likely to substitute the remaining eight to face the thunder.

If so, they can completely appease the tribulation thunder.

"This is an order, alleviating the Holy Sect’s worries is every Holy Sect disciple’s responsibility."

Seeing the eight were still hesitant, Lei Wang’s face suddenly turned cold.

Meanwhile, an old woman named Bridge was already prepared, waving her hand smoothly, a stone bridge suddenly traversed the void; Lei Wang quickly pounced and sent all eight up.

"No..."

The eight seemed to come to their senses, crying and wailing, but the stone bridge had already wrapped them, in the blink of an eye, both bridge and people disappeared from the original spot.

"Will this work?"

Only after sending them away, the old woman named Bridge asked, her wrinkled old face full of concern.

This plan was Lei Wang’s sudden inspiration, using eight substitute dolls to replace them, sending those eight lackeys as cannon fodder.

If executed well, can the tribulation thunder account settle there?

"I don’t know either."

Lei Wang had no assurance in his heart; this was a sudden idea, whether tribulation thunder acknowledges substitute dolls is uncertain.

Moreover, this cunning plan hasn’t been tested by anyone.

If it still doesn’t work, Lei Wang glanced over at Xin Zui and the others.

An ominous premonition simultaneously arose in their hearts.

Above a section of the sea, the calm void suddenly stirred with rolling thunder clouds, without any warning, the next moment was already heavily clouded.

At that moment, a visible stone bridge spanned the void; atop it were eight faces twisted with panic.

At the other end of the stone bridge, eight were flung out, in an instant red lightning crackled down, its momentum terrifying, unleashing tsunamis upon the sea.

"The adults deceived us."

One grabbed their head, shrieking and running, the rest followed suit.

Actually, no explanation was needed; seeing the adults urgently tossing them out was enough to reveal everything.

They had absolutely no room for refusal.

At this moment, the dolls in their hands started moving, flying out spontaneously, growing larger in the void, with eight distinct auras appearing on them.

Just one glance crushed their hearts instantly.

These are precisely the aura of the remaining eight in the hall.

Tribulation thunder intertwined, sketching a blood-red apocalypse scene, majestic heavenly power pressed humanity to bow.

Within mere moments, the first cultivator fell, pierced by tribulation thunder; not even a lament echoed, he was already reduced to dust.

With the first, naturally comes the second; tribulation thunder rampaged, gradually forming a thunder pool, when tens of thousands of thunderbolts fell, either reluctantly, resentfully, or with endless terror...

When eight dolls stood in the void, tribulation thunder only needed a beam to smash down, harvesting them instantly.

Did it work?

Inside Yama Hall, everyone watched eagerly, as if the disturbances outside the hall had ceased.

"You go check."

Lei Wang pointed at Xin Zui and spoke.

Xin Zui, looking glum, was forced to go inspect as he cautiously stepped out.

A tribulation thunder struck down just as he looked up, realizing those accursed tribulation clouds were still there...