Gatekeeper of Myriad Worlds Chapter 156

“Shen Ye, you accepted my hug.”

“Although this barrier blocked all spells, when I hugged you, that spell was planted on you.”

“If you smash her longevity lock now, I can consider not killing you.”

“Otherwise, don’t blame me for being heartless.”

Shen Ye listened carefully, and was about to speak, when he suddenly froze.

He saw Song Qingyun burst into tears after saying these words.

Tears streamed down her cheeks.

She covered her face uncontrollably, as if she was in extreme despair.

Pretentious?

Or something else?

In short, she was about to make a move at any moment.

—Song family disciples cannot kill each other.

So she can kill this guardian of hers—

Only at this moment—

Once the guardian dies, Song Yinchen dies.

Is this a bug that was painstakingly searched for?

Everything was just in time.

But why was she crying?

Behind him, sounds of tremors shaking the wild came from the Hongyin Temple.

It seemed that Song Yinchen was undergoing a trial.

And opposite him, Song Qingyun had already landed on this cliff, walking towards him step by step.

“I want—”

“I want to kill you!”

Her state was very strange.

She ran and shouted, but her voice was intermittent, and she stopped and started, as if resisting something.

Good opportunity!

Her state wasn’t right.

It was an opportunity to kill her and avenge everyone!

Shen Ye took out the Night Curtain Sword with a backhand, and roared:

“Die!”

He lunged at the opponent.

Song Qingyun immediately raised her hand and began to cast a spell.

But her state wasn’t right.

The spell started several times, but suddenly stopped, and she had to re-cast it again.

Opportunity!

Shen Ye’s speed became faster and faster, and he finally rushed in front of her.

At this moment.

Even the tremors in Hongyin Temple stopped.

Song Yinchen’s voice was tinged with a sob, and she shrieked:

“Shen Ye, kill her for me!”

The Night Curtain Dagger was raised high—

Song Qingyun’s spell had still not formed.

Victory or defeat, grudges, life and death, all came to the final moment.

A sudden change occurred—

Shen Ye slapped away Song Qingyun’s hand seal, and then did something unexpected.

He leaned in and sniffed at Song Qingyun’s lips.

The next moment.

The short sword quietly disappeared, and Shen Ye hugged Song Qingyun with one hand, and squeezed her wrist tightly with the other, then rushed towards the cliff and leaped high.

“Kill one person in ten steps, travel a thousand miles without leaving a trace!”

Shen Ye shouted loudly.

The black and red ghost fire motorcycle appeared in the air, catching him as he fell, and Song Qingyun, whom he was holding—

The engine let out a deafening roar.

The motorcycle, like a fierce flame in the darkness, carried the two of them and instantly shot out.

Accelerate.

Accelerate.

Accelerate!!!

The motorcycle streaked like lightning through the vast dark dust, passing over giant, dark divine remains, shooting towards the farther end.

“Are we almost out of the ‘Pure Land’ range of Hongyin Temple?”

Shen Ye pressed Song Qingyun into the seat and asked in a low voice.

Song Qingyun stopped crying.

Her expression was a little painful, but amidst this pain, a glimmer of genuine joy occasionally appeared.

Joy…

Such an unfamiliar word…

She gasped laboriously, as if suppressing something. Her facial expression changed constantly, but she said in an incredulous tone:

“Soon!”

Shen Ye nodded.

“How do you know… that she is me, and I am her?” Song Qingyun asked.

“I bought you candied hawthorn,” Shen Ye said.

“Hmm?”

“You ate it, she didn’t, and she handed the candied hawthorn back to me.”

“Ah?”

“Just now I smelled it, and your lips had the scent of candied hawthorn.”

“…Just because of that?”

“Is that not enough?” Shen Ye retorted.

He twisted his butt and reached into his crotch to take out a mobile phone.

When the mobile phone was taken out, the grim expression on his face eased.

“Even if she can change my memory, she can’t change my body’s perception,” Shen Ye sneered.

“What do you mean?” Song Qingyun was a little confused.

“I once had my phone shattered by the Demon Lord while filming for evidence during an exam.”

“After that, I learned from my painful experience and bought two more phones.”

“One account, two phones, with real-time data transfer software installed. This way, even if one phone is shattered, the other won’t be affected.”

Shen Ye directly opened his phone and showed a video.

Central State City.

The moment the three left the shop and stepped out the door.

Everyone around them froze.

Shen Ye and Song Yinchen also couldn’t move an inch.

Song Qingyun picked up Song Yinchen, placed her on the long bench outside, and tidied her clothes and makeup.

“Sister… after all these years, you haven’t committed suicide, and have endured to live until now, which truly surprises me.”

“Finally, it’s time to end.”

“Whether you kill your guardian, or are killed by your guardian, it has nothing to do with me, right?”

She stood up, walked in front of Shen Ye, took the phone off his neck, and glanced at it.

“Filming? A little clever, but not much.”

The phone was taken by her.

Then—

She walked to the wheelchair and sat down.

At this moment.

She was Song Yinchen!

“Sister, once you die, I will inherit the Song family’s world- trấn神器 (world-鎮神器, sacred artifact that stabilizes the world), and complete the final step of the divine譜( divine registry).”

“—The world is in my hands.”

She extended one hand, made a spell seal, while with the other hand, she threw Shen Ye’s phone into a nearby trash can.

The video ended.

“Song Qingyun” was stunned and blurted out:

“I remember! Just now in the shop, you bought a phone lanyard and hung your phone on your chest. Did you start filming then?”

“Yes.” Shen Ye pointed to the phone he was holding and said proudly, “This backup phone is big, I endured it and kept it tucked in my crotch.”

“That way, even if I forget about my phone being stolen, the discomfort from my body will remind me to check what’s in my pocket!”

“Song Qingyun” glanced at his crotch, covered her reddened face, and whispered:

“As expected of Shen Ye.”

“Of course!”

A bright light appeared ahead.

The ghost fire motorcycle rushed towards the light, instantly crossing the darkness and landing steadily in an open square.

A line of faint words immediately appeared:

“You have now exited the ‘Pure Land’ area, and all shielding methods have been stripped from you.”

Shen Ye immediately saw a line of adjectives appear above Song Qingyun’s head:

“?????????”

—She really was Song Yinchen!

The one who just entered Hongyin Temple was actually Song Qingyun!

Shen Ye raised his hand, showing the longevity lock, and asked:

“How did such an important item end up in her hands?”

“She wasn’t that strong originally, but recently she has been able to borrow the power of nine evil gods to constantly modify my memories, which is why she was able to take away this most important item from me right in front of me.”

Song Yinchen said.

Shen Ye looked at the longevity lock.

He became Song Yinchen’s guardian, and then fought Song Yinchen to the death.

Was this Song Qingyun’s method?

“She can’t attack us now, can she?”

“Yes, we’re out of range.”

“So—she was actually constantly altering your memories just now, right?” Shen Ye asked.

“She gave me all her memories, making me mistakenly believe I was her and was doing her bidding,” the girl said.

Shen Ye fell silent.

What if…

After waking up, he forgot everything from the past, but accepted someone else’s memories.

Would he go crazy? Or would he collapse?

Or would he not notice anything and live on as that person?

There was no answer.

—Just thinking about it was creepy.

“But you can resist this alteration,” Shen Ye said.

“Yes, so you saw that even though I became her and was doing what she wanted, I was struggling to resist.”

“Shen Ye, luckily you distinguished between true and false!”

The girl showed a joyous smile, as joyful as a child.

In the void around her, phantoms of colorful feathers appeared one after another, as dreamlike as illusions.

—She was the real Song Yinchen!

“Come!”

Song Yinchen held Shen Ye’s hand.

In an instant.

A strange memory appeared in Shen Ye’s mind.

This time it wasn’t a video.

That tampered video turned into a real memory, floating in his mind.

Shen Ye suddenly opened his eyes and let out a long breath.

That was really close!

He was about to say something more when he suddenly felt something and looked towards the dark path he had come from.

A vast and loud bell sound echoed from afar.

—It was Hongyin Temple!

“Shen Ye, I’m going to Hongyin Temple too,” Song Yinchen said.

“Why? We just escaped with great difficulty.” Shen Ye was puzzled.

“My elder sister found a forbidden spell that can activate the ancient divine remains suspended in mid-air, allowing them to become new bodies for the evil gods of another world.”

Shen Ye suddenly remembered the Lord of the Weeping Demon Prison.

“No matter who you lose, I will win.”

These were its words.

So it joined Song Qingyun’s side?

Song Yinchen’s voice sounded again:

“Once she successfully obtains our Song family’s world- trấn神器 (world-鎮神器, sacred artifact that stabilizes the world), she can imbue these bodies to the evil gods!”

“At that time, neither you nor I will be able to resist her.”

“—So I also need to start undergoing the inheritance trial!”

“I want to seize the divine artifact!”

“But what about her memory alteration technique?” Shen Ye asked.

“That bell chime just now signifies that she has officially begun the trial—”

“That is the highest inheritance trial of my Song family. She is in an independent space, almost unable to attend to matters outside, otherwise she would have pursued us long ago!”

Shen Ye held his breath.

It seemed…

He could only let her try.

“Shen Ye, can you be my guardian?” Song Yinchen said.

“How do I protect you?” Shen Ye asked.

“By staying alive.”

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Song Yinchen continued:

“My longevity lock is on you—when I challenge the inheritance, my life will be entrusted to you. As long as you live, I live.”

“If I’m your guardian, you can focus on the inheritance trial?” Shen Ye asked.

“Yes.”

“What if I die?”

“Then I die too.” Song Yinchen looked at him, her eyes like water.

“I won’t die,” Shen Ye rubbed her head, “Study hard, stay calm and collected, you will surely win.”

Song Yinchen’s lips curled slightly, she hugged him gently, then turned and walked a few steps, stepping onto a red carp that appeared out of thin air, and darted towards the depths of the darkness.

Only Shen Ye remained here.

He suddenly felt something and looked into the depths of the darkness.

Just now.

Something had arrived.

“Come out.”

Shen Ye spoke calmly.