Hearing this, Feng Ran glanced toward Yin Jie as well, then said,
"Not yet. I have a feeling Vice President Yin might not be able to break this trap either."
Lin Yao looked startled. "That can't be right!"
"Vice President Yin is a Quasi-Emperor, a cultivator at the very top of the pyramid. How could he fail to break it?"
"Vice President Yin's cultivation is formidable, but against the Imperial Tutor, I still don't think he can win."
"The Imperial Tutor's name has been passed down through the Chang Sheng Epoch for hundreds of thousands of years. Yet the thing people fear most about him has never been his heaven-spanning cultivation."
"The Cosmic Black Hole was the Imperial Tutor's handiwork. He must have calculated every possible turn of events long ago. Do you understand what I mean?"
Lin Yao frowned at Feng Ran. "Of course I understand. But can anyone in this world truly foresee everything?"
"Even the heavens can change without warning. Not even the Imperial Tutor can guarantee there won't be surprises."
"But you're forgetting one thing. The Imperial Tutor may not be able to prevent every surprise, but he can keep them outside the Cosmic Black Hole."
Realization struck Lin Yao.
He slapped his thigh and groaned, "Damn!"
"How did I forget that?"
Seeing Lin Yao's regret, Feng Ran sighed. "Don't get too worked up. I only figured it out recently myself."
"When we entered the Cosmic Black Hole, we talked about pressing forward without fear, but deep down, we'd all planned a way out."
"The quest for the Five Spirits was bound to draw plenty of people, including mighty cultivators with heaven-defying power."
"It's true the Imperial Tutor placed measures in the Cosmic Black Hole, but he wouldn't go so far as to set an ultimate