Gates of the Myriad Realms Chapter 533
byChapter 516: Anger Explodes!
In the darkness.
A voice rang out:
“Rotation Dharmakaya, Wrathful Heavenly King Form.”
Dense, countless phantoms filled the surroundings, uniformly raising their ethereal blades.
—Heaven-Shaking Slash!
The world shattered completely in an instant.
Such a massive number of ultimate slashes were beyond what the Dark Destruction Giant could handle.
The Dark Destruction Giant let out a roar.
—Several sharp blade lights had already struck it.
Heaven-Shaking Slash.
This was a power that defied comprehension.
It wasn’t destruction, but it was supreme, capable of suppressing everything!
When the number of these moves reached a certain degree, a qualitative change occurred—
Large masses of darkness peeled off the giant’s body, gradually stiffening, and, under suppression, plummeted into the depths of endless darkness.
The Lord of Death emerged from the giant’s body.
He looked around dazedly, his pupils reflecting the continuous barrage of sharp blade lights.
Death?
An inexplicable fear welled up in his heart.
The last time he felt this way was in that extremely distant past moment.
It had been too long.
He had even forgotten what fear tasted like.
“No!”
The Lord of Death roared.
His anger, however, made the blade lights flying towards him even more intense and rapid.
Anger was the source of this move’s power!
The angrier he became, the closer he was to death!
Knowing he was in a critical situation, the Lord of Death quickly formed hand seals.
A gray airflow immediately rose from his body.
Boom—
The airflow condensed into a gray sphere the size of a fingernail, which he balanced on his fingertip.
The Lord of Death gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with ferocity, and he growled:
“Destruction Secret Art: Ten Thousand Worlds to Ash.”
The gray sphere instantly expanded, growing infinitely, and scattered into the boundless void.
Everything it touched along the way turned into dust, falling with a rustling sound.
The phantoms of the Wrathful Heavenly King also turned to dust.
Everything ended.
However, there was not a trace of joy on the Lord of Death’s face.
—Baxter had escaped!
He had released all the Wrathful Heavenly King phantoms, then calmly retreated into the void and left.
But he himself had to use such a powerful spell to resist his blade.
Damn it.
Damn it all!
The Lord of Death struggled with force, and dozens of heavy black chains suddenly appeared on his body, then were completely broken.
—These were the sealing arts set by the Queen of Destruction in that instant.
The two of them worked together, one attacking and one restraining, coordinating perfectly!
“Baxter…”
“Do you think by siding with her, you can defeat me?”
“I’ll show you who truly rules in the destruction faction!”
The Lord of Death vanished into the void, quickly disappearing.
At this moment.
On the other side.
Earth.
Uncle Seven’s breakfast shop.
“Guard outside, I need to heal him.”
The Queen of Destruction said.
Uncle Seven stared blankly at the unfamiliar woman.
Beautiful, powerful, sorrowful, her eyes like amber, tinged with a murky deathly aura, yet the power of her soul transcended death, making her eyes still emanate an enchanting light.
Uncle Seven shifted his gaze and looked into the room.
Shen Ye, covered in blood, lay on the bed, blinking at him.
Seems fine.
“Thank you for healing him,” Uncle Seven said.
“He’s mine,” the Queen of Destruction said simply.
Uncle Seven nodded, closed the door, returned to the living room, and sat on the sofa.
Yes.
He completely understood.
Humans always liked to try things beyond their capabilities, seeking excitement.
Bad habit.
Uncle Seven shook his head, took out his phone, and opened a shopping app.
No matter what, Shen Ye was his agent, and in critical moments, he could help him complete sacrifices.
This was a matter of life and death.
So—
Buy him some medicine.
—That woman was too strong.
Uncle Seven put on a serious expression and began carefully filtering medicines.
Don’t buy those with fake reviews.
Those with no reviews are even worse.
Must buy big brands!
Under Uncle Seven’s skilled operation, the shopping interface on his phone kept changing.
In the room.
The Queen of Destruction waved her hand, setting up layer upon layer of restrictions, and said:
“Don’t move. Injuries caused by the law of destruction are not so easily healed.”
“No fatal injuries,” Shen Ye said.
“Better safe than sorry.”
The Queen of Destruction walked to the bed and pressed her hand in the air.
Strands of black lines overflowed from various wounds on Shen Ye’s body, rising and settling into the Queen of Destruction’s hand.
—Residual destruction power on the wounds.
If not removed, they would continue to damage the living body until they killed it, or until their power was completely exhausted.
“Thank you, I feel much better,” Shen Ye said.
“I was performing a destruction ritual, I didn’t expect him to take this time to try and kill you, it’s truly shameless,” the Queen of Destruction said.
“He wants my blade art.”
“Don’t give him anything—oh, right, before I came, what was the situation of your fight?”
Shen Ye took out a phone and handed it over.
The Queen of Destruction watched the battle video, and a few strands of a smile appeared on her face.
“Those few slashes were truly good, and his painful screams were truly melodious. Baxter, how should I reward you?”
“I am already grateful that you are healing my wounds.”
“You can have more requests.”
“Why did you try to escape with me as soon as that gray airflow appeared—was that move very strong?”
“That move isn’t just about strength; it’s the power of the Catastrophe of Destruction itself. Living beings simply cannot resist it,” the Queen of Destruction said.
Shen Ye was deep in thought.
Since there’s such power…
To prevent himself from dying in battle next time, he might as well do what needed to be done first.
He reached out and tugged in the void.
Tiny glowing words immediately appeared:
“You pulled on the thread of destiny.”
“The corresponding target is—”
“The man with the ‘Friendship Lasts Forever’ trait.”
Alright!
No matter what his own outcome was, with the help of the destiny trait, his master should be able to expose the traitor’s true colors.
He had many things to do right now, and he needed to hurry—
Wait!
“Your Majesty, what are you doing?”
Shen Ye asked.
The Queen of Destruction gently stroked his cheek and said sweetly:
“Do you need anger?”
“…Yes.”
“Does the enemy’s anger also enhance your blade art?”
“That’s right.”
Her hand moved down, sweeping across his chin, lingering on his chest.
She whispered in his ear:
“If you have me, he will be furious to the extreme.”
She leaned down, her soft lips gently teasing his earlobe.
Her breath was like orchids.
His voice, however, remained calm:
“If a person is utterly evil, find a way to make them die—we don’t need to punish him by harming ourselves.”
“Because he’s not worth it.”
“Your Majesty.”
Her hand stopped.
He continued: “Instead of hurting yourself, let him guess, that will drive him even crazier—if he truly still cares.”
She lowered her head, slowly stood up, looking somewhat sad.
But Shen Ye noticed that the gloomy death aura in her eyes had dissipated a little, and a hint of satisfaction appeared in her expression.
“Interesting, then let him guess.”
The Queen of Destruction turned around, walked out, and closed the door.
Living room.
Uncle Seven looked up and was startled to see the Queen of Destruction walk out.
It’s not that bad…
There wasn’t even enough time to take off clothes.
So what happened?
Meeting Uncle Seven’s gaze, the Queen of Destruction coldly spoke:
“A man of character is rarer than a bipedal pig.”
After saying that, she sat on the opposite sofa, gazing out the window, lost in thought.
Uncle Seven listened, deep in thought, and after a while, commented:
“Older virgins usually have various ways to solve problems, so they appear calmer.”
“How do you know?” the Queen of Destruction asked.
“I’ve observed humans for a while,” Uncle Seven said.
He tucked his phone back into his pocket, got up to pour the Queen of Destruction a cup of tea, then went to the kitchen to prepare ingredients for tomorrow.
In the room.
Shen Ye still lay on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.
Perhaps the Queen of Destruction herself didn’t know—
The negative destiny trait above her head was: “Lost Soul Ghost from the Abyss.”
“Betrayed by the one closest to her, thrown into the abyss of destruction, completely fallen to gain destructive power, existing only for revenge, a walking corpse.”
“Using the thread of destiny will cause this target to fall into painful memories of the past, forcibly interrupting their actions.”
No need.
Really.
Shen Ye sighed, composed himself, and looked down at his injuries.
This “young Shen Ye” body needed rest.
Moreover, on Earth, he had used this appearance to threaten everyone, forcing a deduction of 1 cent from Earthlings.
It was time to switch to a native body to do things.
“Dharmakaya.”
He whispered.
A massive phantom descended above the bed, revealing his Dharmakaya.
Two women sat on lotus platforms, resting their chins on their hands, their faces full of expressions of watching a good show.
“Huh? You’ve recovered?”
Shen Ye was surprised.
“Not at all,” Su Su said.
“Absolutely not,” Charlotte also said.
Could it be—
Shen Ye looked to the other side of the Dharmakaya.
He saw a black metal boat, shrunk to the size of a hand, swimming back and forth on water covered with lotus leaves.
“Of course, I lent them my power—”
“After all, if that Queen of Destruction tried to kill you, we three creations would have to act together to even hope to get you out.”
The Ship of Destruction buzzed.
Shen Ye narrowed his eyes.
—This ship was an old fox, always leaving backup plans everywhere, ready to form alliances with all factions.
“What a pity, I didn’t see anything exciting just now.”
Su Su felt a little regretful, then her gaze shifted to Shen Ye:
“Next time, don’t be shy, can you give us something good to watch?”
“When I recover, I’ll go kill that Queen of Destruction first,” Charlotte also stared at Shen Ye, whispering:
“—You won’t feel sorry for her, right?”
Shen Ye felt cold sweat break out from yesterday.
He cleared his throat, changing the subject:
“It’s good that you’ve recovered. I have a lot to do right now, and I need your power.”
Before he finished speaking, Charlotte and Su Su fell asleep again.
Shen Ye froze.
“Don’t look, I took my power back, so they naturally fell back into slumber.”
The Ship of Destruction said.
Shen Ye subconsciously exhaled in relief.
“Why are you sighing?” the Ship of Destruction asked.
“I didn’t,” Shen Ye argued.
“No, you did… Ah, I see, this is your battle instinct, truly remarkable, no wonder you’ve survived until now,” the Ship of Destruction praised.
“Shut up.”
“I can shut up, but I suggest you look at your head.”
Shen Ye looked up, only to see a new trait appearing above his head:
“Mine!”
“Creation-bestowed trait, exclusive trait, activation ability.”
“The Parasitic Empress borrowed the power of the Ship of Destruction, fused with Charlotte’s law power, and bestowed by Charlotte’s request.”
“Description: Once you lose your virginity, Su Su will immediately know, and then Charlotte will also know.”
“—Don’t blame her.”
“—Blame the two of them.”
“Also:”
“Anyone who destroys this trait (except Shen Ye) is tantamount to declaring war on the Parasitic Empress and the multi-layered universe.”
Shen Ye’s mouth hung open, unable to speak for a long time.
Certainly.
He could use the power of the “Vampire Lord” to absorb this trait as an element.
But—
Wouldn’t that seem too guilty?
I’m not afraid of this!
Understanding this, Shen Ye straightened his chest and loudly declared:
“You two are truly boring.”
“Think whatever you want, I actually don’t want to get involved, but I need to survive, young man,” the Ship of Destruction said.
“I won’t touch this trait,” Shen Ye said.
“Actually, there’s a way not to offend them both and make this trait’s power harmless,” the Ship of Destruction said.
“I’m not interested at all,” Shen Ye shouted.
“All you need to do is sleep with Charlotte, and the problem is solved. Simple, right?” the Ship of Destruction said calmly.
Shen Ye was somewhat speechless.
He didn’t bother talking to this cunning old iron lump of a ship anymore, so he waved his hand and dismissed the Dharmakaya.
Clang!
The door was suddenly pushed open.
The Queen of Destruction rushed in, jumped onto the bed, and urgently cried:
“He’s here!”
He?
Who?
Shen Ye was momentarily confused. His injuries weren’t healed yet, and he couldn’t beat her, and she was quick—
He was stripped of his shirt by the Queen of Destruction and held down on the bed.
“Who’s coming! What’s this for!” Shen Ye asked, baring his teeth.
“The Lord of Death—I sensed he left the Castle of Death, and now, using an Earth identity, he’s already here!”
The Queen of Destruction clung to him like an octopus.
The next second.
Knock knock knock—
There was a knock on the door outside.
“Coming.”
Uncle Seven went to open the door.
Shen Ye, in the room, was about to struggle but was held down by the Queen of Destruction.
“You want his anger, and I want him to suffer humiliation, don’t I?”
She looked him straight in the eyes, asking frankly.
It seemed so—
But—
Shen Ye had no time to speak, but the trait above his head activated.
Both looked up.
They saw “Mine!” glowing above his head, with an exclamation mark, constantly flashing and emitting a sharp cry.
This was too much of a mood killer.
The Queen of Destruction impatiently waved her hand and struck, muttering, “Destroy, the will of destruction can destroy everything!”
Crash—
The trait shattered!
Shen Ye’s heart sank.
At the same time, in his Dharmakaya, both women frowned simultaneously.
“Which little bitch…”
Charlotte murmured, her eyes closed.
“It’s that little bitch Queen of Destruction,” Su Su mumbled, yawning, and fell back into slumber.
Shen Ye was stunned.
It’s over.
It’s really over…
Bang!
A sound.
The bedroom door was pushed open.
A tall man in black, wearing sunglasses, his face ashen, looked at the bed.
Uncle Seven glanced from afar behind him, then took out his phone again, starting to search for the medicine pages he was looking at earlier.
The Queen of Destruction hugged Shen Ye tightly, her eyes hazy with sleep, and said seductively:
“Who’s so annoying, interrupting us—”
The man in black roared with fury, “Ning Yunyu, you shameless woman, you’re actually fooling around with someone here!”
The Queen of Destruction’s eyes snapped open. She first kissed Shen Ye, then sneered:
“Who I’m sleeping with has nothing to do with you.”
“Nonsense, you’re mine—”
“Shut up!”
The Queen of Destruction stood up from the bed, disregarding her half-exposed alluring figure, and said calmly:
“You betrayed me, betrayed the entire civilization, didn’t you?”
The man in black was speechless again.
He took off his sunglasses, not daring to look the Queen of Destruction in the eye, and instead looked at Shen Ye.
“Get out.”
The man in black said coldly.
Shen Ye shrugged. He felt unjustly made a part of someone else’s ‘play,’ and in the future, he might have to face Charlotte and Su Su—
He’d leave.
Just as he was about to depart, the Queen of Destruction’s voice transmission reached his ear:
“Help me.”
“…I just need this once, even if it’s just once, to have someone stand behind me…”
Shen Ye’s body paused.
At this moment, lines of faint glowing words quietly appeared:
“The enemy’s anger value is rising;”
“The enemy’s anger value is rising;”
“The resonance of the Heaven-Shaking Blade Technique is breaking through its limit;”
“Please maintain for a short while!”
“Please continue!”
Shen Ye yawned, and then naturally took the Queen of Destruction’s hand, saying:
“Who is this man?”
The Queen of Destruction’s eyes were red, she bit her silver teeth tightly, trembling all over, and after a few deep breaths, she said:
“My ex-husband—unfortunately, on our wedding day, he set a trap to kill me and sacrificed me to destruction.”
As the Queen of Destruction spoke, tears streamed down her face.
The man in black was speechless again, turning his head to look out the window.
Shen Ye, however, looked into the void.
“Anger value has decreased.”
“Warning!”
“Current anger value is insufficient, the breakthrough of Heaven-Shaking is stalled.”
“Please replenish anger value!”
Damn it.
The opponent’s anger was fading so quickly?
Shen Ye thought for a moment, then suddenly smiled, hugging the Queen of Destruction and saying:
“Sweetheart, no wonder you needed me to teach you just now.”
The room fell silent.
“I’ll kill you!”
The man in black roared and lunged forward.
“How dare you!” The Queen of Destruction blocked Shen Ye, catching the opponent’s punch.
The void flashed.
The two disappeared.
Shen Ye just looked into the void again.
Several lines of flashing small text remained before his eyes:
“Congratulations!”
“The overflowing anger value has caused a breakthrough in your resonance with the Heaven-Shaking Blade Technique.”
“You have gained a deeper mastery of this blade technique.”
“You can now use a deeper level of power from this blade technique.”
“This power is budding within you.”
All the small text flashed away.
Shen Ye breathed a sigh of relief.
—His efforts just now hadn’t been in vain.
Uncle Seven’s voice came from the living room:
“Since he’s an ex-husband, it means you’re divorced. You have no moral problems.”
“Then what is the problem?” Shen Ye asked.
“Sent it to you,” Uncle Seven said.
Shen Ye felt his phone vibrate.
Opening his contacts, Uncle Seven had indeed sent a link.
It was medicine.
…Are you sure I need this?
“Looking down on me, Uncle Seven,” Shen Ye said.
“Human virgins are very fast. I just hope you can keep her; it will be decisively beneficial to our side’s development,” Uncle Seven said.
“No, you’re mistaken,” Shen Ye sighed, unconsciously looking up at the void.
That trait was gone…
“Uncle Seven, I’ll go hide for a bit.”
“Scared?”
“No, the Queen of Destruction is actually tying him down—the meaning behind this, on one hand, is for her to vent her resentment, and on the other hand, it’s actually to prevent him from having the time to attend to things here, making it easier for me to find Xu Xingke.”
“I see,” Uncle Seven said, enlightened.
Shen Ye shook his head.
Both sides wanted to get their hands on Xu Xingke.
But—
He had to protect his master, preventing either side from finding him.
Hurry up!
Shen Ye directly entered his Dharmakaya, came to a tombstone, and formed hand seals.
Heaven-Connecting Art!
The deceased young Shen Ye immediately pushed open the tombstone and crawled out from underground.
—Back then, to subdue the Ship of Destruction, the young Shen Ye killed the younger Shen Ye, and only then succeeded.
This was also the only thing that had exceeded the Ship of Destruction’s expectations.
“Now I’m going to use this body.”
The young Shen Ye returned to reality and said.
“Okay, then go. Contact me anytime if anything happens,” Uncle Seven said.
“Mhm.”
The young Shen Ye opened a door, instantly left, and disappeared.
On the other side.
Death Planet.
Xu Xingke sat in the restaurant, eating with Jian Ji and Cang Nanyan.
A man carrying a tray walked towards them.
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