Lu Yin didn't hide it either. "I once cultivated a technique for controlling puppets, so I can control this Dried Corpse." Then he turned to Wu Taibai. "Are you saying that as long as we smash the Dried Corpse, the Ruins of Forgetfulness will disappear?"
Wu Taibai sighed. "In theory, yes. But don't forget—this place is a trap. Everyone followed the map here, and the map came from Long Xian. He must be a Red Back, so this place is definitely a trap set by those monsters. If it were that easy to destroy, would it even be a trap?"
"The Dried Corpse being destroyed at the beginning was all part of the trap. The conditions for activating it must have been the observation power of the Four Young Progenitors—or power that reached a certain threshold."
Everyone listened in silence.
"I suspect that if we smash the Dried Corpse now, not only will we fail to save them, we might even kill them," Wu Taibai said seriously. "That's exactly the sort of thing those monsters love to do. They want us to kill our own Young Progenitors. Of course, that's only a guess."
Wu Taibai's guess was hard to dismiss.
Humanity's Nemesis—the monsters—couldn't have found it easy to set a trap in the Dominion Realm. If a trap could be destroyed so easily, anyone could come here and do it, which would make the trap pointless.
Since they had set a trap, they must have been confident they could imprison the Four Young Progenitors. Even Progenitor-level power might not be enough to rescue them.
The Young Progenitors were called that because this starry sky placed its hopes in them. Those monsters wouldn't consider any effort wasted if it helped them deal with future Progenitors. And these things might not have