Demon Cultivator in Abyssal Era

However, this seems to be of no help to the current situation.

Chu Xiu carefully sensed the state of the Blood Demon Incarnation, which seemed to be in decent condition, making him a bit less anxious.

Although he had lost control over Rasputin, as long as the latter didn’t want to be instantly killed by Chu Xiu next time they meet, he would desperately protect Chu Xiu’s parents.

So, the Blood Demon Incarnation being fine likely meant that the main forces of the Outer Realm Demon Generals had descended on Blue Star, thus making the Death Realm Space relatively safe in comparison.

Thinking of this, he calmed down a bit.

"What is the government’s strategy?" Chu Xiu asked.

Huang Anhua replied, "Still relying on the power of nuclear bombs, with coordination inside and out!"

As soon as he said this, the people who had just managed to clear their heads were confused again. Wasn’t it said that no one could go out? How could there be coordination inside and out if even information couldn’t be transmitted?

Seeing the confusion on everyone’s faces, Huang Anhua continued, "Information transmission is not limited to direct communication. The observation station in Peng City can analyze the changes in the black mist caused by external attacks, allowing the outside world to transmit information by using the frequency of attacks in a manner similar to Morse code."

"Although this information isn’t very precise and is only one-way, it’s sufficient to roughly describe the time of attack."

"But that’s still not right," a Heroic Spirit skilled in space principles said with a frown, "According to the previous theory, the space near the Black Death Prison has been distorted to lead entirely into the Death Realm Space. Therefore, even if we launch attacks, they will only land in the Death Realm Space, unable to coordinate inside and out."

"Moreover, the black mist completely disrupts the space, and with the little information transmitted by shelling, it’s impossible to determine the position of the bombardment," someone else said.

Those present, whose computing abilities rivaled computers, almost immediately pointed out issues with Huang Anhua’s explanation.

The government had deceived everyone before, and this time, even though they remained loyal, they couldn’t help but start doubting.

Having faith doesn’t mean blind obedience, and nobody wanted to be used as a decoy anymore.

Regarding these two doubts, Huang Anhua laughed and said, "Let me give you a simple example."

"If we compare ourselves to people trapped inside a monster’s belly, then the Black Death Prison is the monster’s skin."

"When the outside world attacks this monster, the special skin instantly opens up a passage, reduces the attack’s energy, and projects it into a bucket, with the bucket being the Death Realm Space."

"As for internal attacks, no matter which direction they’re pointed, they’ll be directed by the smooth belly to the anus and then ejected into the bucket."

"Our goal is to make our attacks enter the passage from the opposite direction."

Huang Anhua’s analogy was crude but vivid, perfectly explaining the difference between the inside and outside of the Black Death Prison.

Following his train of thought, some Heroic Spirits came up with a method: "In this way, the best way to attack the passage is to first enter the ’bucket’."

However, Chu Xiu quickly realized something was wrong.

"No, it’s definitely not that simple."

"If it were so, then the Death Realm Space would become the key to breaking the impasse."

"If that’s the case, how could the Horned Demon allow so many people to easily pass through the Black Death Prison into the Death Realm Space? How could all the passages leading outside be guided to the Death Realm Space?"

Chu Xiu’s words made Huang Anhua give him an approving look.

"That’s right, Comrade Qin makes a very valid point, and the reason why the enemy is so assured is that not only is the exterior of Peng City fused into a four-dimensional point, but the Death Realm Space that intersects with Peng City is the same."

"In other words, external attacks will be dispersed over the entire surface of the Death Realm Space!"

"So when the outside detonates a nuclear bomb, we can only see the sky of the Death Realm Space resemble a meteor shower, with high-energy beams shooting out in various areas."

"With our meager grasp of space, it’s impossible to locate the channel transferring energy in reverse."

It’s like throwing a handful of sand onto the ground and trying to pinpoint the location of the palm among several grains of sand.

Huang Anhua’s words left everyone silent again, with many showing an indescribable sense of defeat and despair on their faces.

Initially, people only thought the Black Death Prison was a solid barrier. Though shocking, their feeling was mainly from awe at the overwhelming power of the Outer Realm Demon.

In their minds, no matter how strong the Outer Realm Demon was, it was just a change from one to one hundred, still comprehensible.

Later, they discovered the mystical nature of the black mist’s ability to control the power of space, which could still be attributed to the Outer Realm Demon’s powerful divine techniques.

But now, realizing that the Black Death Prison was far more complex and vast than they had imagined, and that its intricate combination revealed no flaws, an overwhelming sense of helplessness surged like a tide.

Every time they thought they’d found a way to break the impasse, they realized it was merely an illusion due to their lack of understanding.

It’s like facing a chess grandmaster: you think you’ve seen a brilliant move, but all subsequent moves are within the master’s calculations, inevitably leading to failure.

The Outer Realm Demons were not the powerful beasts they once hunted in the Abyss, but absolute overlords who, over countless ages, crushed them both in wisdom and power!