Gates of the Myriad Realms Chapter 511

Chapter 494: Surfacing

The Void of Truth.

A planet entirely composed of pale skeletons.

The bright and charming young girl had gained much.

She reached out and lightly tapped the top of her head.

The crown, condensed from pale light, immediately vanished into the void.

“Hehe, Teacher, let’s go back!”

The girl said proudly.

Not far away.

Xu Xingke, smoking a cigarette, his usually furrowed brow slightly relaxed, hesitated, and said:

“The White Night Spirit King is not here… It’s unsettling…”

“Don’t worry about it anymore. I just had a premonition. The White Night Spirit King should have died long ago. This is an ownerless ultimate creation,” Jian Ji said.

The strong ones all looked at the girl who had just spoken.

—Song Yinchen.

The girl stuck out her tongue and said playfully, “Oops, I don’t know why it recognized me as its master. Now my power seems to be growing at an incredible rate!”

Everyone chuckled.

“It’s good that you’re getting stronger. From now on, probably no one will dare to provoke our planet,” Jian Ji said.

The atmosphere gradually lightened.

Indeed.

They came out, eliminated the monsters of this world, and even directly took over the entire world, becoming its masters.

—This trip was truly worthwhile.

“Alright, as Song Yinchen said, it’s time for us to go back and rest.”

Xu Xingke made the decision.

Everyone cheered together.

“Then—”

Xu Xingke pulled out a card, tossed it into the air, and chanted:

“Return!”

The card emitted a halo of light, enveloping everyone.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

The light extinguished.

Everyone was still in their original positions.

“What’s going on? Has the card’s power weakened to this extent?” Jian Ji sighed.

Xu Xingke whispered, “That’s not right. Ever since I received that card from Shen Ye, the curse has been removed, and my power has been continuously recovering…”

He thought for a moment, then pulled out another card and pointed it at Jian Ji:

“Teleport—Death Planet!”

The card immediately transformed into a burst of light, striking Jian Ji, then swiftly bounced back, re-condensing into a card.

“I felt the power of teleportation; it was strong, but it didn’t send me back—why?” Jian Ji asked.

Xu Xingke’s face was grim. He pondered, “Unless the Death Planet doesn’t exist, or it’s unreachable… But how is that possible?”

Everyone exchanged puzzled glances.

Xu Xingke’s teleportation card had never failed before.

What was going on this time?

“Teacher, let me try, okay?”

Song Yinchen spoke up.

“Of course, you are the strongest existence now. If you can find the answer to the problem, that would be for the best,” Xu Xingke nodded.

A ball of white flame appeared in Song Yinchen’s hand. Following her incantation, it condensed into a strange serpent-shaped rune in the void.

Buzz—

The power of the rune rapidly transmitted into the void.

A few breaths later.

Song Yinchen also showed a look of confusion, and whispered:

“Teacher, our world… it seems to have truly disappeared.”

“Then where are the people? Are they all dead?” Xu Xingke’s voice was filled with extreme calm.

“No—I can feel in the dark that people are still alive, but we can’t find their location!” Song Yinchen said.

“How do you prove they are still alive?” Jian Ji interjected.

This was also a question that concerned everyone.

Song Yinchen flicked a storage bracelet and released a ferocious and terrifying insect body.

“This is an Emperor Species!”

Someone exclaimed.

“Yes, this is the body of an Emperor Species. Xiao Mengyu and I signed a soul contract together, each controlling a part of it.”

Song Yinchen continued:

“The bloodline power of this Emperor Species is also in Shen Ye’s body, so I also have some kind of inexplicable connection with him.”

“The soul contract is intact, proving that Xiao Mengyu is still alive;”

“With this body, I sensed Shen Ye’s aura, and he is also alive.”

Her words were very convincing.

Everyone couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

But—

Since they were alive, where did they go?

Something big must have happened.

It was just that they, these people, didn’t know about it.

Xu Xingke thought for a moment and said:

“Everyone who can move in the void, get moving, go and inquire about what has happened recently.”

“The others, rest in place and stand by.”

“—Full action.”

“Yes!” Everyone responded in unison.

…

The Tomb of Creations.

Earth.

It was already late at night.

Shen Ye was awakened at two in the morning.

Actually, saying “awakened” wasn’t quite right.

Because the old man’s movements were really light and soft. With Shen Ye’s current attributes, he wouldn’t have noticed normally.

But his soul strength was too high. He sensed that someone was doing something in the room purely by his keen intuition.

He opened his eyes.

He saw the old man had already gotten out of bed and was kneading and mixing dough on a floured cutting board.

“You’re awake? I clearly didn’t make a sound.”

The old man asked in surprise.

“I’m a light sleeper. Are you… making steamed buns?” Shen Ye asked.

“Yes.”

“Making steamed buns at two in the morning?”

“I opened a breakfast shop. Otherwise, where do you think I got the money to pay your medical bills?” The old man kneaded the dough seriously.

Shen Ye was silent for a moment.

A Rank 17 True Lord, running a breakfast shop?

Seeing that he was awake, the old man simply set up a large pot and began to render beef tallow.

Next to it, there was an iron pot with rice porridge cooking.

The old man, busy with his work, said:

“My body has been corroded by the Staff of Desolation. To survive, I had to abandon my body and my soul entered a body that had just died.”

“So you see me in this state now—someone must be sacrificed so that I can continue to exist and regain my strength.”

“What does this have to do with selling breakfast?” Shen Ye asked.

“There’s a sacrificial array set up in the shop. Every customer who enters is implicitly a sacrificing believer. As long as they pay money, they are sacrificing to me—”

“This way, I can maintain my life, heal my injuries, and recover my strength.”

The old man said.

“Selling breakfast… it’s quite tiring.” Shen Ye sighed.

The old man opened the pressure cooker and scooped out large chunks of beef. He rinsed one chunk with cold water and handed it directly to Shen Ye:

“Try this and see if you can chew it.”

“Hmm, delicious but a bit tough to chew—still needs a little cooking,” Shen Ye said.

The old man turned around, continuing to process the beef, and said:

“Remember, your body is still that of an ordinary person, but you are the master of the ‘Multilayered Universe’. You can ‘eat’.”

“Meaning, I recover strength by eating, right?” Shen Ye asked.

“Exactly. You can eat four times a day. You must not eat less, or the speed at which your attributes return will slow down;”

“Nor can you exceed four times, or your current body won’t be able to handle it.”

A bowl of noodles was placed in front of Shen Ye.

Hand-pulled noodles.

With a braised egg.

And a cup of soy milk.

“Is this considered breakfast?”

Shen Ye asked.

“Midnight snack,” the old man said.

Shen Ye sighed, picked up his chopsticks, and ate in silence.

After he finished eating, two lines of faint text appeared in the void:

“You have completed ‘eating’.”

“Current all attributes increased by 0.3.”

All attributes barely reached 1.

The strength in his body seemed to have increased slightly, but it wasn’t obvious.

Perhaps after three more meals, he would feel better.

Then he looked at his Dharma Aspect.

Inside the Dharma Aspect.

His other two selves had full attributes, but they were still asleep.

In other words…

He created three characters, and he was currently leveling up the third one?

That was roughly how it could be understood.

Shen Ye put down his bowl and looked at the old man.

He saw the old man sweating profusely, busy steaming buns.

Tsk.

Running a breakfast shop was actually very tiring.

Don’t even think about sleeping at night.

Only those few days during the New Year could they rest, otherwise, they were busy every day, with no weekends at all.

Many people would rather do other jobs, even if they earned a little less, than make breakfast.

“Hey, senior, what should I call you here?” Shen Ye asked.

“The ID card for this body has a name, Xu Shiqi (Xu Seventeen). You can call me Uncle Qi, after all, I’ve lived millions of years longer than you.”

“Millions of years… What have you been doing?” Shen Ye asked.

“Mostly sleeping. I only wake up to check things out if something big happens,” Uncle Qi said.

“Are you not human?”

“No, I am a creation of the Void of Truth—my sentience only grows a bit every million years. You also have the aura of such a True Creation on you.”

“Oh, indeed I do.”

Shen Ye’s thought moved, and the cat, dog, and bronze figure appeared in the room.

As soon as they saw Uncle Qi, they immediately knelt on the ground, not daring to move.

Uncle Qi sighed and said:

“It’s very difficult for us to acquire flexible consciousness, thoughts, and memories comparable to humans; it requires an extremely long period of time.”

“Look at them—”

“Their current thinking is very simple; they only accept commands and simple feedback.”

Shen Ye looked at the cat, dog, and bronze figure, and suddenly remembered that they seemed to have discovered something behind the True Mine.

Unfortunately, there’s never been an opportunity to explore it.

Now, he doesn’t even have the strength to go.

Perhaps Uncle Qi could go with them?

But right now, Uncle Qi’s priority was healing himself.

He also needed to protect himself, who had just returned his soul today.

“Shen Ye.”

“What?”

“Seriously, I have to thank you—you insisted on saving me, and only then did the Ship of Chaos pull me out at the last moment,” Uncle Qi said solemnly.

“…You’re welcome. You’ve helped us a lot; it’s only right that I help you,” Shen Ye waved his hand dismissively.

“There is never a ‘should’ in the Void—I have also promised the will of the Multilayered Universe that I will always help you—after all, here, we rely on each other to go further,” Uncle Qi said.

“That’s natural.”

Shen Ye pondered and continued:

“Uncle Qi, I’ll arrange a few helpers for you.”

“These cats, dogs, and bronze figures? No, it will take them a very long time to learn how to make breakfast,” Uncle Qi said.

“What about these few?” Shen Ye said.

Four expressionless humans suddenly appeared beside him.

The Four Kings!

“Oh? Such peculiar things, quite rare,”

Uncle Qi circled the Four Kings.

Shen Ye said, “Their thoughts are derived from me, they are cunning and can even steal things, act as waiters, and clean rooms without any problem.”

“No human expressions…” Uncle Qi mused.

“Indeed, they look a bit creepy—then let them help you with the work. I’ll put them away when the shop opens,” Shen Ye said.

Uncle Qi nodded.

With the Four Kings joining to help, work efficiency significantly increased.

Around five o’clock.

Uncle Qi finished all his tasks, sat down, lit a cigarette, and smoked contentedly.

“By now, they should be here soon.”

“Who?”

“Do you still remember the black cat you saw at the hospital?”

“I remember,” Shen Ye said, putting away the Four Kings.

“This is the Tomb of Creations. The slight primordial power leaking from some broken creations can strengthen living beings—”

“Those demons and monsters sensed that your soul had awakened, and they’re afraid you’ll steal that primordial power later.”

“After retreating last night, they’ve probably gathered enough people and will be back for another round.”

“To kill me?” Shen Ye asked.

“To do a test—if you can’t absorb that power, they won’t bother you—after all, killing people is a troublesome business,” Uncle Qi said.

“What if I can absorb the primordial power of creations?” Shen Ye asked.

“Then we’ll have to see about that.”

“Uncle Qi, have you also experienced such a thing?”

“Yes, I couldn’t absorb any of the broken creations here—they come from a different system.”

“So those guys didn’t cause you any trouble?”

“Yes.”

Uncle Qi smiled and said, “I had to wait for your soul to return, so I didn’t want to make trouble and just tolerated it for the time being.”

Shen Ye suddenly understood.

He was a Rank 17 True Lord, and in the Void, he was a strong individual who could even contend with the Ship of Chaos.

If it weren’t for waiting for his own resurrection, how could he willingly give in?

Knock knock knock—

As the two were talking, there was a knock on the door.

Uncle Qi gave Shen Ye a look, then stood up to open the door.

That look was filled with fierce killing intent.

Shen Ye immediately understood.

If anything happened, they would deal with the other party.

The door opened.

A woman’s voice rang out:

“Old man, you’re not kind. You found such a promising young talent and didn’t even report it to us.”

Along with the woman’s voice, a crowd of people streamed in, quickly filling the entire room.

In the center was a plump woman wearing black silk stockings.

She walked up to Shen Ye and reached out to pinch his face.

Slap.

Uncle Qi slapped her hand away and said in a deep voice:

“Show some respect to my young master.”

The plump woman was startled at first, seemingly about to erupt, but then she chuckled.

“Young master?”

“Tsk tsk, this kid is not related to you, he’s been drifting around in society, and he’s not doing well—you actually call him ‘young master’?”

“Is he a ‘young master’ from a bar, or are you willing to be his servant?”

These words offended both Uncle Qi and Shen Ye simultaneously.

Coincidentally—

Neither of them were easy to mess with.

The fat woman, however, had not yet realized, and raised her hand, a black claw phantom appearing on it.

She seemed ready to strike!

Uncle Qi grinned ferociously and was about to speak, but Shen Ye pressed his shoulder.

“What do you want from me?”

Shen Ye asked calmly.

Clang!

A broken piece of porcelain bowl was thrown onto the table by the plump woman.

“Go touch that porcelain shard. If nothing happens, we won’t bother dealing with you.”

The plump woman said with an expressionless face.

This was exactly what Shen Ye was waiting for.

Actually, he was also curious whether he could indeed extract primordial power from the broken fragments of those creations.

“Alright, I’ll try.” Shen Ye said.

He walked forward and took the chipped porcelain piece in his hand.

Three lines of faint text suddenly popped up:

“The primordial power contained in this broken creation is completely different from the power in the Void of Truth.”

“The Multilayered Universe has produced an exclusionary reaction.”

“Do you insist on absorbing it?”

Exclusionary reaction?

Shen Ye hesitated a little and glanced at his Dharma Aspect.

He saw the young girl, sitting atop the lotus throne, tightly furrow her brows, revealing a hint of pain.

This was unacceptable!

Shen Ye immediately chose “No”.

Another line of faint text appeared in the void:

“You have refused to absorb this primordial power!”

The broken piece of porcelain remained in his hand, unchanged, without any unusual phenomena.

The people around them relaxed.

The plump woman “hmph”ed and waved her hand, saying, “Consider yourself lucky, otherwise you’d already be a corpse.”

“Is that so? Many awakened people die this way?” Shen Ye asked.

“Too many monks and not enough porridge; awakened humans deserve to die—or rather, what right do you think you have to get a bite?” The fat woman looked at him contemptuously and stretched out her hand.

Shen Ye, however, did not hand over the porcelain shard.

He held the porcelain shard, and thoughts raced through his mind.

A porcelain shard.

From the other side of the barrier.

Therefore, the ultimate creation of the Void of Truth: the Multilayered Universe cannot draw its power.

—Then what about himself?

He was a survivor of that world.

A bold idea surfaced in Shen Ye’s mind.

He gazed at the broken porcelain shard, unable to suppress the urge to try.

“Bastard, give me back my stuff.”

The plump woman yelled.

Shen Ye said, “Uncle Qi.”

“Hm.”

Uncle Qi responded, gently waving his arm, his palm becoming a blur in the void as he struck.

Flesh flew.

Those people seemed to have been hit by something, their heads shattering into fragments before they could even scream.

Bang bang bang bang—

The walls were soaked with blood.

The headless corpses all remained in place for a few breaths, then suddenly transformed into a pile of mangled bodies of wild dogs, cats, and weasels.

Shen Ye did not pay attention to the battle.

He merely held the broken piece of porcelain and whispered:

“Come on.”

The faint text immediately appeared:

“You have activated ‘War Dancer’, increasing ‘Great Vampire Lord’ to ‘Vampire Ancestor’.”

“Combat Trait, Rank 8 of Truth.”

“You assimilate elements from the creation fragments, fusing them to achieve ‘Transcendental Evolution’.”

“Transcendental Evolution: Achieve the maximal extent of evolution during fusion.”

“Please select the absorption category:”

“Creation Element, or, Destruction Element.”

“Only one type can be absorbed.”

“Please choose!”

He could also absorb the destruction element?

Shen Ye couldn’t help but want to try.

“Fuse, Destruction Element,” he said.

The next second.

A sudden change occurred—

Within his Dharma Aspect, the young girl, seated high on the lotus throne, suddenly opened her eyes.

A metal ship, filled with the vicissitudes of time and ancient significance, appeared out of nowhere.

Furthermore, the face of the Parasitic Empress quietly emerged, gazing at Shen Ye from afar.

Ultimate Creations—

Multilayered Universe, Ship of Chaos, Parasitic Empress!

They had all awakened together!

But why?

It was just a piece of creation fragment; it didn’t warrant such a reaction from them.

Shen Ye looked at the broken piece of porcelain in his hand.

The porcelain piece had shattered into dust.

A ball of black flames burned at his fingertips, emitting a terrifying aura.

This was the element of destruction!

However—

Everyone was clearly asleep, so why did they all suddenly wake up?

He looked at Charlotte in confusion.

Charlotte’s expression was solemn as she spoke:

“The moment the power of the Great Calamity of Destruction was extracted by you, we collectively calculated its trajectory.”

“—The next target of the Great Calamity of Destruction is the Void of Truth!”

“Find a new way out, Shen Ye.”

“The barrier won’t hold much longer.”