Gates of the Myriad Realms Chapter 431
by“I want to apologize.”
The voice of Chalu Qituolike, the Creator of the Fourth Epoch, rang out.
“After you carry my corpse, there shouldn’t be any more problems for a short time.”
“—But you coincidentally retreated next to that traitor.”
“Traitor?” Shen Ye repeated curiously.
“The head of the Creator of the Third Epoch is right behind you. It was piled up on the wall and sensed my corpse moving, then framed you,” said Creator Chalu Qituolike.
Shen Ye recalled silently.
Yes.
At that moment.
He had just hidden himself when a mocking voice sounded from behind him:
“Want to live here? Dream on.”
Was that the Creator of the Third Epoch?
“I don’t understand… what exactly just happened?” Shen Ye said calmly.
“You merged the Three Arts’ Dharma-forms. Although some of them had just sprouted, they unleashed a potential that transcended the barrier the moment they merged.”
The Creator of the Fourth Epoch, Chalu Qituolike, said.
“What is the barrier?” Shen Ye asked.
“The cosmic barrier—you just went beyond multiple universes,” Chalu Qituolike said.
“Are there other places beyond multiple universes?” Shen Ye asked.
“The ‘Multiple Universes’ is one of the twenty-one ultimate creations.”
“—The entire twenty-one ultimate creations form the ‘Truth.’ Unfortunately, humans are only suitable to exist in the ‘Multiple Universes’ creation.”
“More things cannot be said—some words themselves have power and can directly seize you.”
“There’s only one thing I must tell you—”
Chalu Qituolike’s tone became solemn:
“You’ve been detected.”
“You will soon be forcibly invited to join the screening mechanism.”
“—I don’t know what you will choose.”
“But I hope to see you again.”
The words fell.
Shen Ye suddenly heard a chaotic, fluctuating sound.
This sound was like the interference noise from an old television or radio, but it gradually formed music.
It was as if someone was chanting a spell in his ear.
A strange pulling force arose, carrying Shen Ye, about to take him away.
“Any advice?”
At the last moment, he asked.
“That is a place where all twenty-one ultimate creations can be observed, you can understand it as the border between countries.”
“—There is nothing to hide, you can only follow your true heart.”
Chalu Qituolike said.
The next second.
Shen Ye disappeared from the tree branch.
…
Darkness.
The darkness was boundless, with no end in sight.
Only a circular plaza floated silently in the darkness.
“They’re here.”
Someone spoke.
The void opened, and Shen Ye quietly appeared in the plaza.
Five people were already standing there.
An old man with white hair.
Two young men.
A woman.
A child.
As soon as Shen Ye appeared, the five people simultaneously burst into cheers and applause.
The child even cast a spell, causing brilliant fireworks to rise in the dark void.
“Welcome! Like-minded friend!”
The white-haired old man said with a smile.
The two young men also smiled at Shen Ye.
The woman even stepped forward and kissed his cheek.
“Wait a moment, everyone,” Shen Ye said hurriedly, “How do you know I’m a like-minded friend?”
“You possess an extremely pure Emperor Species bloodline, one of the few powerful bloodlines in the ‘Multiverse’,” said the white-haired old man.
“I sensed it,” the woman smiled and said to the others, “When I kissed him just now, I found that he had an Emperor Species nest mark on him—”
She intimately raised Shen Ye’s hand, allowing everyone to see the vertical pupil pattern on his hand.
Shen Ye noticed that everyone’s expressions became even more amiable.
The faint killing intent in the void dissipated.
“To be recognized by the Emperor Species, completely transcending the category of humans, is enough to prove that you are one of us.”
The white-haired old man said in an appreciative tone.
“That’s right, this already completely proves that you, like us, despise the fragility and powerlessness of humans,” one young man said.
His body gradually grew larger, transforming into a giant with gray-white skin, and he boomed:
“Titan bloodline—I also transformed myself a long time ago.”
“You thought of the same thing as me!” Shen Ye shouted.
Everyone laughed.
“Yes, none of us want to be human anymore, and we vowed to change our destiny a long time ago,” another young man said.
The child clapped hard, grinning:
“The ‘Multiverse’ is the most difficult of the twenty-one ultimate creations to advance, and we won’t be dragged down by it—for the sake of our future, we transformed into other kinds of beings and gathered here.”
The young man said: “In order to enter those higher ultimate creations, gain supreme power, and become eternal existences—”
“We will unite and do our best to complete the screening here!” the woman said.
The atmosphere was good.
Everyone was excited and satisfied.
Shen Ye listened carefully to their words, a smile also appearing on his face.
He looked towards the other side of the plaza.
—That side was piled with corpses.
All of them human.
“No need to look, those are all trash,” the child shrugged.
“Only those who are likeminded will survive and become one of us,” the white-haired old man also said.
Shen Ye averted his gaze.
—So, those people were all killed by these five.
How long had these people been here?
How many people had they killed?
If he didn’t possess the Emperor Species bloodline, what kind of treatment would he have received?
No.
He needed more information.
“Everyone, my knowledge is rather limited, I must ask, what is this place?” Shen Ye said.
“—In ancient records, each of us came from different ‘multiverses’, and the flow of time where we each resided was also completely different,” the white-haired old man said.
One young man interjected, “Because we broke through the barrier, we were transported here.”
“When six people gather, the power here will be activated,” the woman said.
“What do we do?” Shen Ye asked.
“The screening to go to other ultimate creations—just form a circle and it can begin,” one young man said.
They moved, widening the distance between them, gradually forming a circle.
In the dark.
Light fell.
A blank square piece of paper appeared in everyone’s hand.
Lines of small text emerged on the paper:
“The fulfillment of any wish requires an equivalent price.”
“This ritual aims directly at the wishes in your hearts.”
“Recite your wish.”
The small text on the white paper paused for a moment.
Everyone, some joyful, some uneasy, some expectant, whispered something.
Soon.
A new section of content appeared simultaneously on the white papers in the hands of the five people:
“—Betraying the ‘Multiverse’ and dedicating yourselves to other ultimates, this is your wish.”
“However, transitioning to a higher dimension and becoming an unbelievable existence is not a simple matter.”
“Only one person can complete the transformation, leave the ‘Multiverse,’ and be accepted by other ultimates.”
“The first price that person must pay is:”
“To defeat those with the same wish.”
“Time limit: half an hour.”
“Begin!”
Everyone’s expressions changed.
Boom—
In the darkness high and far above them, deep red glowing threads descended, entering the top of the five people’s heads.
Red light emanated from their entire bodies.
The screening had begun!
They all looked at Shen Ye.
—Shen Ye showed no change!
“No need to look at me,” Shen Ye calmly clasped his hands behind his back. “The ritual waited too long to begin, so I was sent to observe a bit.”
He stepped back, away from the others, and said loudly:
“Time waits for no one, let’s begin.”
The child’s face still held a look of indecision, and he spoke, “How do you prove—”
A spell suddenly struck him.
The child was caught off guard and immediately defended, but was hit by several other attacks at the same time.
“Damn it, you guys—”
Thump.
A heavy punch exploded his head.
The burly Titan threw the corpse aside, letting out a muffled roar:
“Alright, one eliminated.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the others tacitly withdrew their hands and looked at Shen Ye together.
“Why are you different from us?” the woman asked, her expression gloomy.
“Let’s see your screening content, otherwise, we’ll attack you together and kill you,” the white-haired old man also said.
Shen Ye indifferently held up the white paper.
It read:
“The fulfillment of any wish requires an equivalent price.”
“This ritual aims directly at the wishes in your hearts.”
“Recite your wish.”
“—Your Heavenly Devil died in battle against an entity from another ultimate creation, and you wish to resurrect it.”
“This is an incredibly minor wish, and you are not required to pay a price for this wish.”
“Among the twenty-one ultimate creations, the ultimate power belonging to the ‘Multiverse’ has paid for ‘Protection’, rendering you immune to all harm, and also paid for ‘Resurrection’, bringing your Heavenly Devil back to life.”
“After the first round of screening is complete, you may return.”
Everyone quickly read it, their expressions complex.
“That’s not right, you possess the bloodline of a cosmic species, why are you still willing to be trapped in the Multiverse?”
The woman asked incredulously.
“What about Emperor Species? Some people even turn into Ultramen, is that so strange?” Shen Ye shrugged.
Everyone hesitated for a moment.
Ultraman?
What is that?
A faint smile played on Shen Ye’s face, but his eyes were icy.
—”A place where all twenty-one ultimate creations can be observed, you can understand it as the border between countries.”
This was the only advice from Chalu Qituolike, the Creator of the Fourth Epoch.
The border between countries.
Easy to understand.
If you are to betray your “country” and also be accepted by other “countries,” then at least two conditions need to be met.
—Prove your loyalty to other countries.
—And prove your value to them.
The first point is hard enough.
How can a traitor prove loyalty again?
The second point is even harder.
If the “Multiverse” is one of the most difficult of the twenty-one ultimate creations to advance—
Then how do you, from the “Multiverse,” prove your value?
Are you stronger than beings from other ultimate creations?
Shen Ye shook the white paper and put it away.
He smiled, subtly retreating further.
—He had always been human.
Even if he became a green giant—
It would only be a little green.
Life can still go on.
Why go to a world of other monsters?
In the plaza.
The young man who could turn into a Titan, his face full of resentment, waved his hand and flung a spell at Shen Ye.
The stream of light from the spell was halfway through its flight when it was instantly extinguished by an invisible force.
—It simply couldn’t hit Shen Ye.
He was indeed under “protection”!
“Your affairs have nothing to do with me, I sincerely wish you all success.”
After saying this, Shen Ye turned around and looked into the boundless darkness outside the plaza.
—He was completely out of it.
Just as Chalu Qituolike had said—
At this “border between countries,” if you don’t intend to betray but rather show loyalty—
Then you don’t need to face such harsh conditions.
Your “country” will protect you.
Because you were previously fighting against existences from other creations, your “country” is even willing to help you resurrect your subordinate!
As for other “countries”—
You have no demands of them, nor do you need anything from them, so they have no connection to you.
It’s that simple.
The other four quickly understood the whole situation.
The Titan giant immediately turned around and rushed towards the white-haired old man beside him.
Strong gray-white air currents transformed into layers of illusions, concentrating on his fist.
“You old man have lived long enough, give me the qualification!”
The giant roared.
The white-haired old man took out a large shield and held it in front of him, his eyes glowing with a strange light.
He activated his eye technique!
The others attacked one after another, either attacking the Titan or the white-haired old man.
A chaotic battle of life and death immediately erupted.
Shen Ye still didn’t look back.
He even walked to the edge of the plaza, squatted there, and looked into the endless darkness.
Spells roared.
Weapons clashed.
Exploding blood mist and severed limbs.
Roars, screams.
All sounds gradually faded to zero.
Only the white-haired old man remained alive.
His entire body was covered in shocking wounds, dripping with blood, one hand severed, and he knelt on the ground gasping for breath.
Although he was at the end of his rope, he had, after all, won.
“It’s me!”
The white-haired old man was overjoyed, shouting wildly and madly:
“I won!”
The white paper floated gently, unfolding before his eyes, revealing new small characters:
“Only one person can complete the transformation, leave the ‘Multiverse,’ and be accepted by other ultimates.”
“The second price that person must pay is:”
“To eat those with the same wish.”
“Time limit: half an hour.”
“Begin!”
Eat?
The white-haired old man trembled, looking around in disbelief.
The four people who had just died in battle.
Their bodies lay on the ground.
He had to—
Eat them?
The white-haired old man’s eyes turned blood-red, his throat moved, and his face gradually became ferocious.
“This kind of thing is too simple, and you want to block—”
Thump.
A muffled sound.
The white-haired old man twitched uncontrollably, gritting his teeth, and struggled to look back.
There was only a knife behind him.
No one.
However, the power on the knife was increasing.
Damn it.
Hundreds of meters away.
On the other side of the plaza.
Shen Ye sat on the edge of the stone steps, still gazing at the endless dark void.
He did not make a move.
The white-haired old man panted, his eyes fixed on Shen Ye.
Didn’t he have no connection with this round of screening?
“You… why…”
The white-haired old man said unwillingly.
Shen Ye casually raised his white paper.
On the white paper.
The last line still read, “After the first round of screening is complete, you may return.”
“That’s right, the first round of screening is over, and I can indeed go back.”
Shen Ye continued:
“But I don’t necessarily have to go back immediately.”
Swish—
The invisible Heavenly Devil Saint King gripped the Spring Rain Blade and unleashed a full-powered slash.
The old man’s body immediately split into two.
Blood spewed into the sky.
All those who attempted to ally with other ultimate creations died here!
Shen Ye stood up, stretched his limbs, and then looked at the white paper.
The small characters on the white paper began to change again:
“Traitors wiped out.”
“Sign your name to confirm the end of this incident.”
A pen appeared out of thin air.
Shen Ye thought for a moment, picked up the pen, and signed a line:
“Baxter.”
In an instant.
Lines of faint glowing text quietly appeared:
“Baxter’s name has been recorded!”
“This one entry alone is enough to ensure your name lives on eternally.”
“Please note.”
“Your dark gold inscription ‘Bloodsucking Kid’ is about to advance!”
All the small characters flashed away.
The next second.
The darkness, the void, the plaza, and those corpses all disappeared.
Shen Ye found himself back in the Immortal Kingdom era.
He sat on a large, leafy tree, feeling the gentle breeze.
“Welcome back alive—how did you do it?”
The voice of Chalu Qituolike, the Creator of the Fourth Epoch, carried a hint of relief.
“Set smaller goals, and thank you for your advice.”
Shen Ye said with a smile.
“The will of the ultimate creation allowed you to return, proving that you did something it approved of.”
“Is that so?”
“Absolutely, you know touching the barrier is no small matter, yet I feel the lingering effects of ‘protection’ on you right now.”
Chalu Qituolike’s tone shifted, and she quickly continued:
“Since that’s the case, telling you some secrets won’t put you in too dangerous a situation.”
“Listen closely to what I’m about to say.”
“It’s extremely difficult for the ‘Multiverse’ to improve.”
“The supreme Immortal Kingdom born in the Fourth Epoch painstakingly developed civilization to an extremely high degree, producing the Three Arts.”
“But the curse of human nature made human powerhouses suspicious of each other, so the Three Arts were never integrated.”
“You need to improve your strength quickly and strive to achieve this.”
“Why? Is time running out?” Shen Ye asked.
“‘The Endbringer of All Epochs’ comes from another ultimate creation, and it is here to destroy the ‘Multiverse’.”
“It must have sensed the fluctuation that transcended the barrier just now.”
“—It will definitely find a way to find you and kill you!”
“But it’s sealed, isn’t it?” Shen Ye said.
“Don’t forget, even though it’s trapped by the Epoch Seal, it can still use one-thousandth of its power—no one is a match for that one-thousandth of its power,” Chalu Qituolike said.
“This is really strange,” Shen Ye said with some confusion, “Since it’s invincible, why doesn’t it just destroy the entire Multiverse?”
“Because it’s sealed!” Chalu Qituolike said, emphasizing her words.
“You mean…” Shen Ye thought of something.
Chalu Qituolike took over, saying: “Once the Multiverse is destroyed by it, the barrier will disappear, and it will be in a similar situation to yours just now.”
“In this situation, it is still sealed and can only use one-thousandth of its power.”
“This inevitably leads to one conclusion—”
“Within its seal, it cannot fully deal with things outside the barrier, and it could easily be eaten, or destroyed by something else!”
“This is a result it absolutely does not want to face.”
“So it must be frantically looking for you, wanting to use the Three Arts to break the seal!”
Shen Ye calmed his mind.
“How do I set you free?” he asked.
“Save me?” Chalu Qituolike “cackled,” as if she had heard something amusing.
“I finally found that great axe, capable of bringing my soul back to the Multiverse, suppressing it in the Amorphous Layer, so it wouldn’t be consumed by existences from other ultimate creations.”
“This is the only way I can guarantee the safety of my soul.”
“—You should worry more about yourself.”
Shen Ye suddenly understood.
Even though she was already dead, and her corpse remained in that strange well, her soul was safe and sound.
—This was the Fourth Epoch Creator Chalu Qituolike’s means of self-preservation!
The earth suddenly shook.
An incomparably powerful force emanated from deep in the sky, spreading throughout the entire world.
This power—
“It’s here, at this moment in history, it sensed the Three Arts’ breakthrough of the barrier and is about to invade the Immortal Kingdom!”
Chalu Qituolike said lightly.
“Will the Immortal Kingdom be destroyed?” Shen Ye asked.
“No—in this history, it is precisely the moment when the wielders of the Three Arts gather to unleash the Epoch Seal, completely sealing it,” Chalu Qituolike said.
Shen Ye suddenly thought of something and couldn’t help but ask:
“I am in the Fifth Epoch, so what about the Sixth Epoch? Will humans become more powerful?”
“There is no Sixth Epoch,” Chalu Qituolike said.
“Why?” Shen Ye asked.
Chalu Qituolike explained:
“At the end of the Fifth Epoch, the universe will generate a gigantic black hole. Everything will completely collapse, contract, and be destroyed, eventually turning into a stone of destruction.”
Shen Ye fell silent.
This was exactly what the door ability’s prompt said.
“At the end of the impending Fifth Epoch, and in the coming eternal darkness…”
Eternal darkness.
But—
Shen Ye countered: “But isn’t my door ability a future ability? There should still be a future for the Epoch.”
“That’s a normal ‘Multiverse.’ Our ‘Multiverse’ has no future.”
Chalu Qituolike went on to say:
“If we consider our ‘Multiverse’ as a person, he is like an infant born with a先天 deficiency, sickly, and destined for an early death.”
“Barely making it to the Fifth Epoch is already the limit.”
Shen Ye said, “But my door ability—”
Chalu Qituolike interrupted him, saying: “Precisely because the ‘Multiverse’ also realized it had no future, it prematurely spawned the power of the next epoch, in other words—”
“This is its death struggle.”
“Is there no way at all?” Shen Ye asked.
“There is.”
Chalu Qituolike’s tone carried an unprecedented stillness and solemnity:
“The Three Arts are the highest achievement of this ‘Multiverse’.”
“The one who can merge the Three Arts must pass through the barrier and seek other ‘Multiverses’ outside.”
“—This is the only hope.”
Shen Ye recalled the well.
To go out from there and seek other multiverses?
Or from the plaza just now?
But the monster in the well—
Even the Creator of the Fourth Epoch, Chalu Qituolike, was no match for it!
All four Creators were dead.
The screening in the plaza was also difficult to deal with.
While he was lost in thought, the large tree beneath his feet suddenly shook violently.
Earthquake.
—The earth’s tremors became increasingly violent.
The sky turned blood red.
Invisible forces began to sweep everything on the ground.
Mountains, rivers, buildings, and crowds silently turned to dust, then to fine particles.
—The Immortal Kingdom’s confrontation with the Endbringer had begun!
Chalu Qituolike’s voice rang out again:
“—Next is the moment of the Immortal Kingdom’s fall, and the moment that Endbringer is sealed.”
“Don’t stay here.”
“You have already received the seed of the Heaven-Shaking Art, hurry back.”
Shen Ye fell silent.
“No, I still have something to do.”
He remembered the human controlled by the Endbringer.
That human possessed the Heaven-Shaking Art.
His dying words were “A white horse is not a horse”—
What did that mean?
It seems he needed to return to the Hao Yang Heavenly Palace!
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