Messed up again!

With a splat, a duck fell from the canyon above, smashing into a splash at the bottom.

In the blink of an eye, Han Yu’s figure reappeared from the original starting point. Clearly, this resilient duck had no intentions of giving up.

Not long after it appeared, two gray wolves also dropped down. He shook his duck head, "Lads, charge with me."

After shouting, he wobbled on two feet and charged, while the two gray wolves, having triggered the rules, pursued relentlessly.

At a glance, it really did have the essence of a duck leading the charge.

Soon he reached the area of the wolf king once again. After multiple deaths, he finally summarized a plan.

Approaching the iron chain would inevitably trigger the wolf’s tail, and the first approach to the wolf king would bring a sound wave strike. Only after dodging these two could he engage in close combat with the wolf king.

The closest he came to passing was when he almost crossed the iron chain bridge, just as he was about to set foot on the opposite bank, an enormous suction force pulled him into the wolf king’s mouth.

With another death, he gained an important clue.

If it can blow well, it must be good at sucking as well.

These clues were not useless. No matter how strong the wolf king was, it was ultimately an inanimate object. Inanimate objects always follow certain rules; they may not understand flexibility.

If it doesn’t adapt, there must be a flaw.

What he had to do was exploit that fleeting flaw to pass quickly.

At this moment, he leaped up, stepping on the iron chain to trigger the wolf king’s tail swipe. He took advantage of the gap during the tail swipe to jump again. By this point, the wolf king had initiated a sound wave attack. Before it could open its mouth, Han Yu was already standing on its nose.

"Awoo!"

The enormous sound wave lifted Han Yu into the air. After several attempts, Han Yu had deliberately adjusted the angle. This time, instead of blowing him off the bridge, the wolf’s mouth’s upward angle helped throw Han Yu fiercely.

Using this momentum, Han Yu frantically flapped his meager wings, allowing himself to glide further.

Seeing himself getting closer to the opposite bank, Han Yu flapped faster and faster.

If he couldn’t grab the pole before the wolf king activated its suction, it would all be in vain.

This time, Han Yu had remarkable luck. The height was just right, and his gliding speed was perfect. As the wolf king activated its suction, he steadily landed on the middle of the pole.

No one can know just how insane it is to force a duck to climb a pole.

Without any limbs to grip firmly, he clamped his legs tightly to fix his body, constantly wriggling upwards.

When the immense suction came, even the pole was bent. Han Yu even used his duck head, biting on the pole segments to climb faster.

A cold feeling spread from his mouth. In an instant, all fell silent, the suction ceased, and the iron chain bridge cracked as the wolf king howled and fell into the abyss with the bridge.

The flag he was holding continued to slide down. Upon reaching the ground, as the golden key fell, the duck disappeared, replaced by Han Yu’s own figure.

He passed!

"Dead duck, you’re doomed."

At this moment, Han Yu could finally clench his teeth and put on a vicious look.

In his life, he had never suffered so much at anyone’s hands, with the sheer number of deaths enough to frighten someone to death.

He couldn’t wait any longer. He bent down eagerly to pick up the key. As he fitted the key into the bronze door, the surrounding scenery began to vanish quickly.

The canyon was collapsing; everything was disappearing.

In the blink of an eye, he found himself in the sky.

What was behind the door?

Nothing was behind the door, just the same vast blue sky.

But out of a strange compulsion, he stepped inside.

The next moment, a raging fire ignited within a one-mile radius centered on him.

White flames emerged out of nowhere, engulfing the surroundings into a sea of fire.

Facing this fiery world, Han Yu gradually felt something strange stirring in his heart.

He suddenly had the illusion that he could burn everything here.

In this one-mile fiery world, he was the master of flames.

He could summon any flame with just a thought.

And likewise, with a thought, he could incinerate all, wherever his thoughts went, the flames followed.

Domain!

Two inexplicable words entered his mind.

Divine Techniques fourth tier, is it a Domain?

...

"Dead duck, are you ready for your Spirit Body to be sliced into eight pieces?"

When Han Yu’s body opened its eyes, he blurted out curses, frightening a group of disciples from the Piaomiao Sect.

As soon as he finished shouting, he realized something was off. This wasn’t the Mo Family mountain stream; it seemed rather like he was on a boat.

"You finally woke up!"

The Artifact Spirit’s nagging voice came through, familiar beyond description, as everything in the Sea of Consciousness returned to normal.

"Did it work?"

The Artifact Spirit couldn’t wait to ask, even though it was a redundant question, it still wanted to hear Han Yu say it.

"Domain! The fourth tier is a Domain."

Han Yu spoke cheerfully, and the Artifact Spirit, upon hearing this, was overjoyed; both physical and divine breakthroughs, a double blessing.

"Now we can happily go wild again, Refining Pills, we must refine those pills fiercely."

The Artifact Spirit bounced up and down, as safety was now assured.

There was no longer a need to worry about someone jumping out of nowhere to pry secrets or rudely intruding into the Sea of Consciousness to search for it.

"Why am I here?"

Han Yu quickly asked his question.

"Hehehe..."

The Artifact Spirit chuckled mischievously, recounting everything that happened after Han Yu fainted.

After hearing it, Han Yu’s face turned livid once more.

"So, you all think of me as the Plague God?"

...

The Mo Family’s Divine Strategy Institute was destroyed!

Mo Yushu’s heart bled. When the second round of Tribulation Thunder suddenly stopped, he had just breathed a sigh of relief, thinking it was over.

Unexpectedly, the entire Thunder Domain suddenly shifted, unleashing a thunderous rage that transformed a vast area into a Thunder Sea in an instant.

The Divine Strategy Institute was the first to bear the brunt, with countless Tribulation Thunders descending, causing houses to collapse, and buildings to vanish in the Thunder Sea. The mountains behind the Divine Strategy Institute were blasted full of holes. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

At such a moment, how could the eight old fellows even think of resisting? The only thing they could do was desperately cling to life in this Thunder Sea.

Chessboards, gourds, Blades, and Swords, all kinds of Magical Treasures were reduced to dust in this moment, offering no resistance.

The eight had already reached their life’s fastest speed, dodging in the spaces amongst the falling lightning.

But this could not go on; the dense Tribulation Thunders gave no time to breathe.

Human strength has its limits; not everyone can use their head to withstand like Han Yu.

"Will my master and the others die?"

Protected by Ling Wuce, Ou Mingdong could only watch from afar, seeing the Thunder Domain before him, the majesty of the heavens took physical form in his heart for the first time.

"Hard to say; if they can withstand this wave of Tribulation Thunder, they might be saved. If not..."

They’d have to collect the bodies.

Under Tribulation Thunder, perhaps even their bodies wouldn’t remain.

"Is there any way to save them?"

Ling Wuce rolled his eyes upon hearing Ou Mingdong’s question, "You flatter me too much. Didn’t you see how I had to haul you two away first?"

"This time, they’ve messed up, and the Mo Family is severely in loss. You’re also done for."

Ling Wuce glanced at the pale-faced Mo Xiuwen in resignation.

Mo Xiuwen naturally knew they had messed up; in his eyes, the entire Divine Strategy Institute was almost destroyed.

His face was dreadfully pale. The disaster he caused might have wiped out the entire Mo Family.

The title of the Mo Family’s prodigal son was now undoubtedly deserved.

"Not good, the Thunder Domain is becoming denser."

Ling Wuce, who had been intently watching the Thunder Domain, suddenly changed expression.

It wouldn’t be as easy to dodge in dense areas, and if they couldn’t evade, enduring the impact of the Tribulation Thunder would depend on their own luck.

"Who’s playing this crazy?"

A teasing voice suddenly came from above the three of them.

"Han Yu!"

Ou Mingdong’s face lit up with joy, quickly shouting.

Han Yu had a somewhat strange expression; he was just here to take a look. Unexpectedly, he stumbled upon such an explosive scene.

Eight old fellows jointly attracting Tribulation Thunder, courting death!

If they wanted to die, smashing themselves with tofu would have been better than inciting tribulation thunder!