Gates of the Myriad Realms Chapter 445
by“What if it is?”
— “What if it says it is?”
Shen Ye smiled, and said in a relaxed tone:
“We’re about to attack the ‘White Night Demon Cage’. Who is your enemy? I’ll send my regards to him.”
A burst of mad laughter echoed from inside the tightly closed door:
“You? Do you really think you ants can fight against the ‘White Night Demon Cage’?”
“It’s about human effort,” Shen Ye said indifferently, “We can’t just be killed without resistance.”
“—Perhaps we are stronger than the previous multi-layered universe?”
“Absurd,” the voice scoffed, “From the Dauntless Giant to the Tower of Babel, which one wasn’t stronger than your multi-layered universe?”
“You only have a dead end!”
Dauntless Giant.
Tower of Babel.
Shen Ye had just firmly committed these two terms to memory when, in an instant, lines of micro-glowing text flashed in the void:
“Intelligence obtained: The ultimate power in the progression of human civilization is the Dauntless Giant and the Tower of Babel.”
“Reconstruct the deduction fragment with this intelligence.”
“Fragment length expanded from 3 minutes 59 seconds to 5 minutes 27 seconds.”
“Attention!”
“You can now enter the Primordial Ruins to view intelligence related to the Dauntless Giant!”
There was a change!
It seems this fellow has genuine intelligence about the “White Night Demon Cage”!
Shen Ye was secretly delighted, but his expression remained nonchalant:
“Alright, you can look down on us, but we’re about to go to battle—”
“Even if you desperately want me to die immediately, you could still tell me who your enemy is.”
“Why do you want to know who my enemy is? What are you thinking?” The voice inside the door seemed a bit puzzled.
Shen Ye said seriously:
“I’m the one who sealed you. I absolutely cannot die at the hands of an unknown nobody, it would affect my image—perhaps even yours.”
A long silence.
Shen Ye also didn’t speak, but his gaze became deep.
—This guy is very strange.
If one recalls carefully, it seems to lack a proper information system.
Logically, it shouldn’t covet the three arts of the multi-layered universe.
Since it comes from the “White Night Demon Cage”, then it should have its own era-ending power!
But it doesn’t!
Although it is incredibly powerful, the skills it releases in battle are the Heaven-Shaking Art and the Heaven-Blending Art.
— These two arts are the epochal powers of the multi-layered universe.
What about its original skills?
Speaking of enemies, it didn’t dare to respond at all, as if it was intimidated.
Something’s not right.
—Since a problem has been discovered, it must be relentlessly pursued.
Perhaps the truth will be beyond everyone’s expectations!
After dozens of breaths.
The corners of Shen Ye’s mouth subtly curved upwards, and he said with a mocking tone:
“Truly disappointing. I didn’t imagine you’d be so scared, without even the courage to speak your enemy’s name.”
With that, he turned, preparing to leave.
A voice suddenly broke the dead silence in the darkness:
“White Night Spirit King!”
“It possesses the ultimate axiom of the Eightfold Truth. Once you are touched by it, your soul will willingly serve it as its master, becoming its slave for eternity, with no power to resist.”
“—If you can die by its hand, that is your supreme honor.”
Shen Ye’s heart tightened.
Lines of micro-glowing text frantically refreshed:
“Intelligence obtained: The specific name and axiomatic abilities within the White Night Demon Cage.”
“Reconstruct deduction fragments with this intelligence.”
“Fragment length expanded from 5 minutes 27 seconds to 11 minutes 19 seconds.”
“Attention!”
“You can now enter the Primordial Ruins to view intelligence related to the Dauntless Giant!”
The time has been extended again!
Dauntless Giant, Tower of Babel, White Night Spirit King.
Each name is a piece of information.
The gains from this trip are not bad!
Shen Ye was satisfied in his heart and casually said:
“Aren’t you going to continue?”
“Never mind, when I throw the White Night Spirit King’s head here, perhaps you’ll regain your conversation interest.”
An uncontrollable burst of maniacal laughter emanated from within the door, reverberating throughout the sealed castle:
“Its head? Ridiculous!”
“—It is ten thousand times stronger than I am. Even I wouldn’t dare to harbor such extravagance. Yet you, an ant, dare to speak such big words.”
“Leave now, I will not converse with you any further!”
Shen Ye grinned, shook his head, and said, “You see, you don’t even dare to think about it—at least I dare to secretly think about it.”
The voice opposite ceased abruptly.
So many years.
So many powerful beings of ultimate creation.
Who, upon first hearing of the White Night Spirit King and its Eightfold Truth axiom, would dare to boast of severing its head?
Shen Ye had already finished speaking.
His figure flickered, and he teleported away.
On the other side.
West suburbs of Yujing.
Everyone was still discussing the alliance with the resistance army.
“Why did you teleport away just now?”
A patriarch of a noble family asked.
“My stomach hurt,” Shen Ye said quietly.
He looked at the bickering crowd, feeling a bit bored.
Go kill the Saintly Venerable?
On the surface, he’s the secret master of the Universe Council, supported by many cosmic monsters disguised as sect elders; secretly, he’s the inheritor of the End Lord of All Eras, possessing the Heaven-Shaking and Heaven-Blending arts, and is diligently pursuing the Heaven-Piercing Art.
— What the hell is there to kill!
Just as he was thinking, he heard Xu Xingke speak:
“I have an old ailment and cannot openly engage too powerful enemies, which is why I’ve been recuperating on this death planet.”
“If you all wish to cooperate with the resistance, then go ahead; I will not participate.”
“What about your disciple, Shen Ye?” someone asked.
“My strength is too weak, and I don’t have much combat experience in the universe, so I won’t participate,” Shen Ye said with a smile.
“Do whatever you want. In any case, Death Planet will absolutely not allow the resistance forces to be stationed here,” Xu Xingke said indifferently.
Everyone looked at each other.
After a while.
Someone silently left.
Xu Xingke glanced but did not stop them.
The remaining people grew bolder.
Many people hurried away from here.
Only the Nangong Clan Head, Cang Nanyan, Song Yinchen, and the people from the Tower of Tarot remained.
Cang Nanyan chuckled:
“There are better cultivation methods in the universe, capable of elevating one above the ninth realm of the Dharma, so it’s still quite appealing.”
“But staying on the Death Planet, you’ll always remain at the ninth realm of the Dharma,” Jian Ji interjected.
“Just right for healing and recuperation,” Nangong Clan Head echoed.
Although everyone said this, they all understood one thing.
That old ox of the resistance army—
Regardless of whether he dared to confront an enemy possessing the Heaven-Shaking and Heaven-Blending arts, at this very moment, he had already sown discord among the people of the Death Planet.
Shen Ye, however, was thinking of something else.
“Teacher, the nightmare world’s human healing methods are quite advanced. I know some people, why don’t you go for treatment?”
He spoke.
“It’s useless,” Jian Ji interjected again, “Your teacher needs to find those lost Tarot cards. Only those cards can heal his injuries.”
Tarot cards?
Shen Ye’s heart stirred.
He seemed to have seen one in the Universe Council’s exchange list.
It was called “Tarot Six.”
—It seems he needs to find a chance to exchange for it!
“Don’t worry, I’ll recover slowly, it’ll be fine.”
Xu Xingke said with a smile.
However, a rare flicker of anxiety crossed his eyes.
—Only one year left!
A year later, another ultimate creation, the “White Night Demon Cage,” will come to kill!
Everyone thought of this simultaneously.
The atmosphere was a bit heavy.
Jian Ji spoke, “You take care of your business. I’ll take Shen Ye with me to see how to make that panda willingly leave the zoo.”
“Alright, don’t force it,” Xu Xingke cautioned.
“Don’t worry, it’s my friend, we won’t have any unpleasantries,” Shen Ye said.
“I’m going too,” Song Yinchen said delightedly.
“Clan Head Song, aren’t you going to display your prowess in the universe? Or do you have some lingering attachments here?” Cang Nanyan teased, trying to alleviate everyone’s heavy mood.
Song Yinchen glared at him fiercely, and then hid behind Shen Ye, not coming out.
“Then let’s go together,” Jian Ji smiled.
A few minutes later.
Shen Ye, Song Yinchen, and Jian Ji had arrived at the Yujing City Zoo.
It was the weekend.
The zoo was packed with people.
“I’ll go make arrangements, you two wait here.”
Jian Ji vanished after speaking.
Only Shen Ye and Song Yinchen remained, standing on the roof of the giraffe enclosure.
“Brother Shen Ye, where have you been playing lately? I can never find you.”
Song Yinchen complained.
“I’m in the Primordial Ruins. Sometimes I lose contact with the outside world,” Shen Ye said.
So that’s how it is.
Song Yinchen silently etched it into her memory, then added:
“Brother Shen Ye, those people left earlier. Should we check what they’re up to?”
“They’re just trying to exchange for some advanced equipment and skills from the resistance. Nothing wrong with that,” Shen Ye shrugged.
“Kunlun!”
Song Yinchen called out.
Kunlun’s voice then echoed from her phone:
“Monitoring spaceships is a troublesome business.”
Song Yinchen showed surprise and asked:
“How troublesome? More troublesome than splitting this planet?”
A long whip radiating a seven-colored glow suddenly appeared in her hand.
A whip forged from chaotic spiritual light!
“…It will consume a bit more electricity, but you know, electricity is nothing to me.”
Kunlun quickly said.
“Really?” Song Yinchen asked.
“Indeed.”
Then, a series of voices immediately rang out from the phone.
The voices were somewhat distorted, but not impossible to understand:
“That Shen Ye… damn him…”
“How can he, how can he be so virtuous, to receive the support of the noble families and the human martial arts groups…”
“Xu Xingke also values him greatly…”
“To move against him… we need to plan carefully.”
Song Yinchen turned off her phone’s sound, and excitedly asked:
“Brother Shen Ye, guess what my spirit art is?”
“What is it?” Shen Ye asked.
“It’s my newly cultivated Chaotic Spirit Light! It’s actually the prime origin of the first epoch of the universe, tsk tsk, used by me as a weapon, as a spirit art!”
“By the way, I can also use its ability, which is—”
“Invincible.”
Before she finished speaking.
The long whip unfurled and swished towards the sky, instantly releasing a fierce, seven-colored glow.
That seven-colored glow, accompanied by a piercing shriek, instantly tore through the firmament, its destination unknown.
Kunlun’s voice rang out again:
“The spaceship has been cut in half.”
“All three who were just discussing Shen Ye are dead.”
“The remaining people are frantically releasing escape pods, desperately trying to return to the Death Planet.”
Song Yinchen met Shen Ye’s gaze and said apologetically:
“Sorry, it was a slip of the hand.”
Shen Ye hadn’t said anything yet, but Kunlun’s voice rang out relentlessly:
“Heavenly King Song Yinchen, you must report this situation truthfully.”
Song Yinchen stuck out her small pink tongue and said aggrievedly:
“Shen Ye and I were catching pandas, and I accidentally slipped. My weapon pierced through the sky and accidentally injured everyone. I’m truly sorry.”
“Anyone with a problem can come find me. I’ll see them off.”
“That’s all for the report.”
Shen Ye whispered:
“No need for this. That kind of trash, I didn’t even take to heart myself.”
“No,” Song Yinchen insisted, “I won’t allow anyone to harm you—Brother Shen Ye, my whole family is dead, and now I only have you.”
As she finished speaking, her eyes reddened.
Shen Ye sighed, rubbed her head, and said softly:
“I’m fine, don’t worry.”
At this moment.
The two seemed to have returned to that time when their lives were intertwined.
The phone rang suddenly.
It was Xu Xingke.
Song Yinchen immediately became a little nervous.
—She feared nothing, but she feared what Shen Ye’s teacher might think of her.
Seeing her like this, Shen Ye simply took her phone, pressed the answer button, and said:
“Teacher, it was my accident that I collected the seven treasures and summoned a divine dragon. The divine dragon didn’t notice when it swished its tail and hit their spaceship.”
“—It was all my fault!”
There was a few seconds of silence in the receiver, then Xu Xingke’s voice came through:
“Next time tell the divine dragon to be more careful.”
“Yes!” Shen Ye said.
The call ended.
The two looked at each other.
Song Yinchen’s eyes held a hint of joy.
Shen Ye, however, came to realize—
Song Yinchen asking to see his spirit art was actually just a pretext to destroy that spaceship.
The little girl from back then…
She’s grown up.
A figure appeared silently.
Jian Ji.
“It’s a success. The panda said it would report to us tonight,” she said.
Shen Ye was surprised and hurriedly asked:
“How did you do it?”
“He has three female pandas, and I promised him nine,” Jian Ji said in an extremely calm tone.
“Sister Jian Ji, you’re really resourceful!” Song Yinchen expressed her admiration.
Jian Ji, praised by the two youngsters, swelled with pride, and with a raised chin, said:
“What’s difficult about this? As long as you treat others as you would like to be treated, what in the world cannot be accomplished?”
As she spoke, she unconsciously touched the large bundle of longswords hanging from her waist.
—Alright, so this is the real Jian Ji.
Shen Ye wisely changed the subject:
“Since there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave first.”
“Are you going to the Primordial?” Jian Ji asked.
“Make some preparations, then I’ll go in again,” Shen Ye said.
He looked at Song Yinchen.
“Good luck, I’ll also try to get in early,” Song Yinchen smiled.
“Hmm, see you inside,” Shen Ye said.
All three were somewhat invigorated.
The panda is a domain ability user, and its participation in the battle will be of great benefit to exploring the Primordial Ruins.
—After all, there’s only one year left!
The three bid farewell, each soaring in a different direction.
Shen Ye went straight back to Xirang High School.
In the dorm.
Shen Ye took off his coat, kicked off his shoes, and lay on the bed, feeling incredibly relaxed.
—Come back to rest and clear my head.
He had no choice, he had to figure out a strategy to deal with the “entire city dead” situation in the Primordial Ruins.
Shen Ye closed his eyes and lay for seven or eight minutes.
Still no clue.
Alright.
First, do another thing—
Help Teacher get a Tarot card.
—Perhaps Teacher might recover his strength!
Shen Ye suddenly raised his hand, activating the “Swarm Mind” mark.
Actually, to be precise—
When Wanshen saved him from the Dao Palace, he gave him a new job.
“…I won’t give you too difficult a task; for now, you will temporarily be in charge of item identification…”
—Item identification!
This was Wanshen’s care for him.
But he hadn’t worked a single day yet.
Shen Ye felt a little ashamed.
He saw that the vertical pupils on the back of his hand emitted a beam of light, forming glowing runes out of thin air, surrounding him.
The spatial teleportation array was complete!
Shen Ye vanished from the dorm.
…
The Universe Council.
This was an extremely majestic inverted pyramid.
Cosmic monsters deliberated important matters here, handled various tasks, forming an effective, mutually beneficial alliance.
The pyramid’s size even exceeded that of a typical planet.
A flicker in the void.
Shen Ye appeared in his private workspace.
He pressed a grey tentacle to his head.
Countless pieces of information immediately flooded his mind, dense and seemingly endless.
Shen Ye concentrated, looking only at the list of treasures that could be exchanged for merit points.
Indeed!
There was a card in the exchange list.
“Merit Award Item: Tarot Six.”
“Card, part of a set.”
“Possesses incredible power. You must have enough merit to view the card’s front and exchange it.”
“Merit required for exchange: 300 points.”
Merit…
He needed to earn merit quickly.
Shen Ye brought up the Universe Council’s task list and quickly made a selection.
“Participate in the asteroid mining dispute, 20 merit points;”
“Search for intelligence on relics from previous epochs, 30 merit points;”
“Identify unknown items, starting from 20 merit points;”
“Set up a conference venue, 0.5 merit points;”
“…”
These merit points were too few.
Are there more?
Shen Ye filtered the list to display only missions with merit values above 100.
Suddenly.
A mission caught his attention.
“Any urgent intelligence concerning the overall interests of the Universe Council, once verified, will earn at least 100 merit points.”
This is workable!
Shen Ye immediately accepted the mission, then instantly clicked to complete it.
The void opened.
A three-eyed tentacle monster suspended in mid-air silently appeared.
“Do you have any intelligence, little Emperor Species fellow?”
It asked.
“The human resistance is allying with the Death Planet, intending to attack one of our secret masters,” Shen Ye said.
“Who are they attacking?”
“Dao Palace Saintly Venerable.”
As soon as this name was spoken, the three eyes of the three-eyed tentacle monster showed an unusual meaning.
“Aren’t you two enemies?” it asked.
“Personal vendettas cannot outweigh the interests of the entire council!” Shen Ye said righteously.
Before the other party could react, he gave a detailed account of the resistance army.
“This is a major event. They must have learned something. I will immediately go verify this intelligence!” the three-eyed tentacle monster said.
It quickly disappeared.
Dozens of breaths later.
Shen Ye suddenly noticed that his account had 110 more merit points.
Along with it came a mission evaluation:
“Despite having a conflict with the Dao Palace Saintly Venerable, you dared to step forward and provide intelligence when you discovered he was in danger.”
“You deserve more rewards.”
“An additional 10 merit points!”
Not bad!
Then, continue with the mission.
Shen Ye once again accepted the mission, then immediately clicked to complete it.
The void opened.
The three-eyed tentacle monster once again floated in mid-air.
“Any more intelligence?”
It asked seriously.
“It has been confirmed that the Saintly Venerable possesses the ultimate power of the second epoch: the Heaven-Shaking Art,” Shen Ye said.
“What!” The three-eyed tentacle monster shrieked in disbelief.
“Exactly. I saw him use this art once on a mountain. You only need to send someone to verify it using truth-sensing magic, and you’ll know the answer,” Shen Ye said.
“Major event! Major event!”
The three-eyed tentacle monster hastily departed.
Shen Ye, however, didn’t seem to care, merely sitting cross-legged in the same spot, resting while silently awaiting the arrival of his merit points.
After a thousand-year battle with the “End Lord of All Eras”—
He understood one thing.
The three arts have spirits.
If the spirits are unwilling, the arts you learn are merely their tools for amusement.
Only when your resonance with the spirits reaches its peak, and the spirits acknowledge you, will they impart the true meaning of the arts to you.
He had been repeatedly troubled by the Saintly Venerable in the Grand Dao Palace, even trying to force a master-servant contract on him.
Now, the tables have turned.
It was finally time for revenge.
—Some grudges can be settled without personally appearing.
This is quite a big deal.
The Universe Council will probably gather strong individuals to go to the Grand Dao Palace in the 99th world.
Shen Ye, having nothing better to do, shifted his attention to the real estate.
He saw his other self sitting on the wooden floor of the house, silently comprehending the techniques and secrets of the Heaven-Shaking Art.
I’ve been sitting for too long, let’s go for a walk.
Isn’t there a truth mine?
With Shen Ye’s will, the clone stopped cultivating, picked up the mining pick leaning against the wall, pushed open the door, and entered the dark mining area.
Lines of micro-glowing text appeared:
“You picked up the mining pick and entered the Truth Mine.”
“Mining;”
“Mining;”
“Mining;”
“You dug up a monster that looks like a woman!”
“Given that you’ve encountered such a situation before, you turned around and fled at the first opportunity!”
“You run quickly!”
“Before the monster caught up to you, you had already returned to your real estate house and locked the door tightly.”
“You are safe!”
Shen Ye was astonished.
Why does this Truth Mine always produce monsters?
And the exact same monster!
…Wait.
Is it a fixed plot?
If he has to deal with this monster…
Shen Ye’s mind stirred.
The clone immediately understood his thoughts.
The clone tore off its sleeve, covered its eyes, and tied it tightly.
When the sounds outside gradually faded, the clone suddenly rushed out of the house.
Lines of micro-glowing text immediately appeared again:
“You dash through the Truth Mine!”
“That monster spots you again and gives chase.”
“It chases! You flee!”
“You use all your strength, even throwing your pickaxe, just to hinder your pursuer!”
“The opponent unleashes a poisonous technique of the First Truth!”
“Due to your defense axiom ‘Pride of the Blind Eye’ being activated, naturally suppressing skills below the Second Truth, the opponent cannot harm you!”
“You continue to flee!”
“Ten seconds have passed.”
“The ‘Kuafu’ you designated, which is the monster currently chasing you, has died.”
“Congratulations!”
“You survived!”
Shen Ye breathed a sigh of relief, and once again controlled the clone’s actions.
Lines of micro-glowing text continued to appear:
“You found your mining pick.”
“You embark on mining again;”
“Mining in progress;”
“Mining in progress;”
“With a clang, a treasure falls from the mine wall.”
“Congratulations.”
“You obtained the ‘Fragmented Crown of Truth’.”
Encountering that monster twice in a row while digging!
After killing it, he could indeed mine normally and obtain treasures from the Truth Mine!
Shen Ye suddenly understood.
Seen this way, this digging seems somewhat like a plot-kill type of level.
As long as one overcomes the challenge of the level, one can gain something!
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