"Are you even going to leave a way out!"

Han Yu was extremely angry, using his short duck wings as hand blades to chop at anything he could, only to end up in the wolves’ mouths every time.

Use duck feet?

That’s really difficult!

But he had no choice unless he wanted to be trapped here forever.

Once, twice... Until in the end, he couldn’t bother to count the number of times he had died, he kicked every corner of the stone with his pitifully short duck feet.

And in return, only experienced death again and again.

All usable places were already used; unless you want me to use my head?

"How could I do such a stupid thing!"

Han Yu muttered to himself!

A quarter of an hour later, a fiery red duck leaped off a wolf’s head into the air, using its smooth duck head to smash against the large rock above.

Han Yu almost cried tears of joy because the stone cracked.

Unbelievable!

Fire Spirit really doesn’t act human, coming up with such baffling tricks.

A surge of power dropped from the crack, instantly covering his wings with feathers of various colors.

Fly?

No need to think twice, Han Yu flapped his wings, soared into the air, flew over three crevices, and after crossing another cliff, the feathers started to fall one by one.

There’s a time limit, damn it! Bastard.

Cursing as he went, Han Yu landed on the side.

He originally thought he’d just fly to the top of the mountain like this, but didn’t expect the Fire Spirit to be so unreasonable and set a time limit on this ability.

Further on was a winding steep slope, and before Han Yu could finish observing it, he heard the sounds of panting behind him.

Without even needing to look, the wolves were coming.

Quick footsteps echoed as if flying, not giving him any time to breathe, and yet another round of deadly racing began.

Only this time, it was obviously harder. Thunderous noises came from ahead, yet he couldn’t see what it was.

When he finally saw it, Han Yu’s duck brain went blank as a massive boulder rolled from the bend and tumbled down.

"Quack quack!"

So scared, Han Yu cried out with his duck voice!

Really, no way out!

Just destroy it!

Han Yu lay down on the spot, letting the huge stone crush him into a pancake. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

After another redo, Han Yu flew past the three crevices and quickly searched left and right while he still had time left.

The rolling stone slope surely couldn’t be crossed by himself, having suffered losses, Han Yu guessed there must be another power-giving stone here.

But no matter how hard he searched, he couldn’t find anything floating.

After dying several more times, Han Yu was almost furious enough to explode.

What trick is it this time, even the stone is hidden.

The Fire Spirit’s low standards refreshed Han Yu’s understanding again, he knew very well that there had to be something here to pass the level, yet the Fire Spirit just made it impossible for him to find.

Isn’t that just infuriating?

"You can’t really die, just might get really angry."

Outside, the Fire Spirit guaranteed this repeatedly.

The reason being eight old fellows surrounded it, each with a hostile expression.

"But the old duck guaranteed that you wouldn’t die inside, although going insane from mental collapse is possible, and the pain experienced during false death inside is no different from reality."

This was why it was said to be extremely terrifying earlier, constantly dying horrifically inside, apart from the torturous pain, it was easy to mentally collapse.

This was undoubtedly extremely brutal on one’s mental endurance.

"If you can’t get out for a long time, and your physical body outside can’t hold up, you would die, Han Yu knows and agrees to this point."

The Fire Spirit felt helpless, being a spirit of heaven and earth, why was it repeatedly threatened by people?

And the reason it was being threatened was that the Piaomiao Sect’s Great Elder was too anxious, eager to have something infused.

Mo Xiuwen could agree to help, but with Han Yu’s current situation, it was hard to focus on other things.

Then, a scene of eight old rogues surrounding the Fire Spirit occurred.

"Don’t worry, this guy won’t die for sure, let’s start quickly." Elder Luo had great confidence in Han Yu.

As the saying goes, evildoers live for a thousand years. Han Yu is definitely not a good person, after all, what good person causes trouble everywhere?

"Yes, yes, I’ll vouch for that."

The Unparalleled Tower’s Great Elder chimed in agreement.

"Materials will be delivered by the Piaomiao Sect immediately, if possible, the sooner the better."

The Piaomiao Sect’s Great Elder had a solemn look for a moment but couldn’t help showing worry, "If it’s not faster, I fear in two days, I won’t have the courage."

Trying such a thing itself is extremely risky; the older you get, the more fear of death. Already daring to play like this was a huge act of courage.

Once momentum is lost, that courage vanishes.

"Alright then!"

Mo Xiuwen reluctantly nodded, after all, it was his own turf, and Han Yu couldn’t be in trouble here, plus the mechanism was right before their eyes, no big issues.

Ling Wuce arrived late, just coming out from the Mo Family’s Divine Strategy Institute, sometimes delighted, sometimes worried.

Delighted, of course, because the Mo Family placed an order, the Fifth Tower bought such a mechanism.

Worried, because Mo the Sixth, this bastard, has such a dark face and dark heart, pricing looks like bloodletting, what does ten thousand pounds of Spirit Stone per machine even mean?

"Why do I feel it’s worth more than my life?"

Ling Wuce complained inwardly.

This was, of course, just a joke; the value of a Realm of Transcendence can’t be measured by such things.

Moreover, Mo the Sixth also promised that this item would be exclusively supplied to the Fifth Tower.

The advantage was obvious then!

However, after leaving the Divine Strategy Institute, he couldn’t shake the feeling something was off until he realized.

Damned it, exclusive rights my rear.

He finally realized that the mechanism was just a money-burning thing, who else other than the Fifth Tower could use it?

The Fifth Tower, having the Imperial Court, which owned the world and naturally included various spirit vein mines.

Who other than the Fifth Tower could withstand the mechanism’s consumption, and who would be foolish enough to buy it?

He muttered all the way back; besides cursing himself for being stupid, he continued to curse Mo the Sixth’s black heart.

Fooling a fool here? Truly wicked heart.

When he returned to the mechanism’s place, he was stunned; how long had it been, everyone gone?

Where Han Yu lay, only the despondent Fire Spirit was left, along with an odd-looking Ou Mingdong.

"Where are the people?"

Ling Wuce asked Ou Mingdong.

Ou Mingdong pointed with his lips, indicating the position of the mechanism.

"Everyone ran inside."

Why run inside?

When Ling Wuce rushed over, he was even more dumbfounded.

Eight old fellows were busy passing parts, Mo Xiuwen was surrounded by this group, and at this moment, he was continuously disassembling various mechanism components...

In the Sea of Consciousness, the Artifact Spirit finally relaxed.

If it were just pain and torture as the Fire Spirit said, then Han Yu would essentially be fine.

After coming this far, what torment hadn’t he suffered?

Consider how many times he was struck by Tribulation Thunder until charred outside and tender inside.

For someone who uses Fire Divine Techniques to play with explosions as an attack, would he be afraid of pain?