Gates of the Myriad Realms Chapter 539
byTeleport.
Ultra-long-distance teleportation—
The Queen of Destruction and Uncle Seven followed closely behind Shen Ye.
But at a certain moment.
Shen Ye’s figure suddenly became blurry.
Their hands dropped into empty air.
The next second.
A metallic hum echoed in the void.
“What’s going on?”
The Queen of Destruction couldn’t help but ask.
“It’s nothing—that was the sound of a pirate ship just now, they’re temporarily on our side,” Uncle Seven explained.
“Where’s Baxter?”
“He’s… how should I put it, have you ever played video games? He’s re-selecting his character.”
The next moment.
A Shen Ye brimming with powerful aura suddenly appeared.
The teleportation had just ended.
Ahead, the view suddenly opened up.
Shen Ye drew his knife.
The Tear Rain Blade.
The Shen Ye who went to the history of destruction intentionally left this blade behind, precisely to prevent insurmountable problems from arising on Earth.
And Shen Ye had also used the power of the Ship of Destruction to just resurrect.
Earth’s Shen Ye was replaced.
—He decided to meet the owner of the Rod of Withering in his peak condition.
“Go!”
Shen Ye activated the phrase “will meet under the moon at Yao Terrace,” bringing Uncle Seven and the Queen of Destruction into it, then lightly leaped.
Amidst a sunset glow, he landed on a terrace in front of a pavilion.
It was dusk here.
The scenery was beautiful.
There were many people in the pavilion, lively and bustling, with long tables laden with wine and rare delicacies.
Everyone seemed to be watching a play, looking out at the terrace.
Attendants stood solemnly all around.
A round of applause broke out.
“Welcome.”
A hunchbacked old man, thin as a skeleton, spoke.
“Who are you?” Shen Ye asked.
“The master instructed you to look at this, then answer a question—answer it well, and you can enter the pavilion,” the hunchbacked old man said.
He crushed a gem.
*Snap*.
Light and shadow rose from the gem, forming images in the void.
Shen Ye.
Young and green.
Wearing an ill-fitting suit, selling products in an office building.
Countless failures.
Being thrown out.
One midday, it rained heavily.
Eating the simplest food, when tired, he’d sit in a shopping mall, leaning against the wall, dozing off for a bit.
Visiting clients every day.
Going against the tide of commuters, seeking clients, handing out business cards.
The images played quickly.
Shen Ye looked at those past times and asked:
“Why are you showing me this?”
“Do not forget how humble and ordinary your origins are; everything you have is under the master’s control, and you should be reverent,” the hunchbacked old man said.
Shen Ye smiled and nodded to the other party:
“I have never forgotten my past, and… what do you want to ask?”
“—Where is the Boat of Chaos?” the hunchbacked old man asked.
“I don’t know,” Shen Ye said.
“Lies!” the hunchbacked old man snapped.
“I truly don’t know the whereabouts of the Boat of Chaos, and I don’t even know if such a creation still exists in the True Realm,” Shen Ye said.
The hunchbacked old man was about to say more, when he suddenly changed his expression and corrected himself:
“It’s called the Ship of Destruction now.”
“Is that so? How interesting, I know even less about the whereabouts of the Ship of Destruction,” Shen Ye said.
The hunchbacked old man looked at him deeply and said:
“Everything about you is impossible to conceal, so do you really want to die?”
“Actually, your master has dealt with me before—just now you said I should be reverent, which reminds me of something, please be sure to convey it to him.”
“What?”
“I revere his mother.”
Shen Ye continued sincerely:
“His mother is truly amazing, giving birth to such a pretentious fellow who goes around destroying the True Realm’s environment and bullying various creations.”
“Listen well, the Ship of Destruction is my brother.”
“Even if I disregard the previous attack on us, to dare to open your mouth now means you’re crazy to want to eat shit.”
The bustling pavilion fell silent.
Those powerful individuals who had been enjoying the show no longer dared to smile.
They seemed to put on another mask.
That mask, by distorting the facial muscles, was adjusted into a look of anger.
Everyone wore this mask.
The hunchbacked old man roared furiously:
“Guards—execute him!”
Shen Ye drew his knife and casually slashed.
The hunchbacked old man was instantly cut in half, his body splitting into two, falling far onto the ground.
Inside the pavilion.
One powerful expert after another flew out, landing on the terrace.
“Kill!”
“Kill him!”
“How dare he speak of the master like that, he must be torn to shreds!”
Immediately.
Spells and swords moved in unison.
Shen Ye stood still, holding his long blade out horizontally, not dodging or taking any defensive action, simply holding his blade slightly—
The long blade vibrated, causing the entire void to erupt with a saber cry.
An invisible power wave emanated from the blade, completely enveloping him. From afar, he and his blade together formed a faintly glowing blade light.
The blade.
Moved slowly.
Shen Ye weaved through the crowd.
A flame spell struck, and he lightly parried it with the back of his blade.
The flames extinguished.
The blade was flipped over, cutting horizontally with the edge.
A cold glint flashed momentarily.
The spellcaster was sliced from head to foot, cut into two halves, and sent flying backward.
A pugilist and an assassin converged from left and right.
Shen Ye lightly extended his long blade, forcing back the pugilist, then spun around to pursue and slash, stabbing through the assassin’s head.
By the time the pugilist advanced again, he had already retreated backward.
“Don’t run if you have the guts!”
The pugilist roared.
But the next moment, he was caught off guard.
Because Shen Ye took a few steps back, swung his long blade, and drew out an extremely long and narrow blade light, deflecting several spells—
That blade light extended along the edge of the long blade, drawing a long arc, and then slashed towards him.
So fast!
—Can’t dodge!
The pugilist crossed his arms, attempting to block the strike with his gauntlets.
*Clang*—
A prolonged and gradually weakening metallic clash echoed from the metal gauntlets.
The gauntlet was severed.
The person split in two, falling backward.
Shen Ye reversed his grip on the blade and cleaved seven or eight times in quick succession.
One blade, one person.
None could withstand him.
*Clang!*
As he sheathed his blade, only blood and corpses remained on the ground.
However, all the windows in the pavilion opened, and countless strong individuals swarmed out, rushing towards the terrace.
Shen Ye looked up and saw these people had already flown into the air, densely surrounding him, trapping him in the center.
The long blade suddenly fell silent.
The trembling sound on the blade’s edge subsided into stillness.
Shen Ye shifted to holding the blade with both hands, a murderous glint suddenly flashing in his eyes.
Earthquake.
The twenty-first tier blade art of Truth!
In an instant.
All opposing weapons shattered.
All spells turned to naught.
The powerful individuals seemed to lose control, all falling to the ground, struggling ceaselessly, yet unable to move an inch.
—The powerful suppressive force of Truth!
The blade descended.
Blood burst forth.
Hundreds of people died!
With one strike completed, yet again a thousand strong individuals emerged from the pavilion, moving in unison, rushing towards Shen Ye.
“Wheeled battle? Trying to wear me down?”
Shen Ye smiled, raised his long blade, and pointed it at the pavilion from a distance.
He now understood.
—The pavilion clearly only had five stories, with limited space inside; how could it accommodate so many people?
The blade.
劃動.
天地一暗。
狂風驟起！
那些衝出來的強者們被這風吹着，連手上的術都握不出來，倒飛出去，重新落在閣樓上。
“小心他的擊退之術？”
一人喝道。
“不是術，”另一人臉色煞白，目光中滿是驚悸，“這是刀風。”
刀風。
刀動了，所以有風。
僅僅是那一斬產生的風，就已經把所有人都吹飛出去。
沈夜的刀依然舉着。
死寂。
死寂之中，彷彿有無數細微的蜂鳴聲。
轟——
寒光閃了一瞬，劃出接天連地的刀芒。
整個閣樓突然爆裂開來，化作紛飛的磚瓦和灰塵。
閣樓一毀，強者們瞬間消失一空。
——再沒有人出現了！
沈夜緩緩收刀。
毀滅之舟的聲音忽然在他心頭響起：
“小心。”
“你現在被縮小，禁錮於凋零權杖的杖頭上。”
“對於凋零權杖上的一切存在，權杖的主人都可以讓其強制凋零——也就是說，他隨時可以殺了你。”
“我感覺到了。”沈夜迴應道。
他朝世界之外望去。
一個身形龐然的巨人端坐於天地之外，正朝着閣樓與露臺俯瞰而來。
或者說——
並不是對方變成了巨人。
而是自己和這裡的所有人都被某種法則變小，龜縮於這一方極小的權杖杖頭上。
“看夠了？”
沈夜問道。
——對面正是凋零權杖之主。
凋零權杖之主開口道：
“世間萬物的興盛與凋零，不過是曇花一現；你們的生死存亡，也只在我的股掌之間。”
他的雙瞳散發出一陣奇異的光彩。
瞳術！
但瞳術的施展太過突然，一時間，根本不知道其效果是什麼。
沈夜站在原地不動。
毀滅女王從他背後的虛空中悄然出現，以手按住虛空，開口道：
“凋零可不夠，因爲它還會復生——”
“唯有毀滅永存。”
轟！
無邊的黑暗火焰從她手上散發出去，與虛空一撞。
數不清的痛苦尖叫聲隨之響起。
毀滅之火擋住了無形的敵人！
沈夜毫髮無傷地站在原地，失笑搖頭：
“在你的股掌之間？”
“我從未見過你這麼喜歡裝逼的人，對了你是人嗎？是人怎麼沒個名字？不懂禮貌？不會自我介紹？從小沒學好？”
凋零權杖之主看着毀滅女王，訝然道：“毀滅的力量……你們該死！”
他單手捏成術印。
毀滅之舟的聲音在沈夜耳邊悄然響起：
“我全力助你——不要讓他施展那個術，那個起手術纔是他真正厲害的殺招。”
無窮力量涌入沈夜身軀。
他持刀隔空虛斬——
二十一階真理刀法，渾天斬！
這一刀斬出去，卻見凋零權杖之主彷彿撞入了另一個空間。
他的那個術也施展在了那個空間。
毀滅之舟傳音道：
“他的術極其恐怖，但你的刀法是真理二十一階，乃是最高等級，直接壓制了他，所以——”
微光小字隨之浮現：
“你的刀法壓制了對方，因此對方的術只能在夢境中生效。”
沈夜嘴角微翹。
——雖然自己的實力還不夠，但自己判定高，這就能強制壓着對方打。
一刀已畢。
沈夜持刀而立，靜靜等待。
一息。
凋零權杖之主破開夢境，重新出現。
他擡手就要起術。
沈夜的刀亦隨之舉起.
還來？
還來就還來！
——渾天夢境繼續等着你！
凋零權杖之主的手頓住，語氣愈發不善：
“一個小小的職業銷售，學會幾招刀法，被幾個終極造物當成傀儡，就開始看不起別人了？”
“我是沈夜，你是誰？名字敢說嗎？”沈夜問。
嘖。
竟然還要讓敵人提醒自己，自己當初的風格是什麼樣。
其實仔細想來，自己在異世界謹小慎微慣了，似乎有些忘記了當年的自己。
是啊。
當年……
在禁槍的時代，在沒有怪物的環境下，在在高鐵、大型演唱會現場，又或是派出所正門口，自己從來沒有怵過誰。
該罵就罵。
“我是奧古斯都——我需要跟你聊一聊毀滅大劫的事。”
凋零權杖之主說道。
“什麼事直接說。”沈夜道。
“毀滅大劫已經降臨，如果我們不攜手抵抗，真理世界就完了。”
攜手。
真是好詞。
“這一點倒是真的，然後呢？”沈夜問。
奧古斯都道：
“你已經擁有了地球——那裡遍佈着上一個世界的遺民，你需要出人手，用來配合我手上的各種真理造物。”
“這樣的話，真理世界的戰鬥力將會增強。”
“興許可以一戰。”
“你是說永恆世界與真理世界配合起來？”沈夜問。
“是的。”奧古斯都說。
“剛纔你安排了那麼多人殺我。”沈夜疑惑道。
“你死了，就沒資格跟我配合，唯有你活下來，纔算勉強夠格。”奧古斯都說
“具體要怎麼做？”沈夜問。
“交出你的永恆世界，再把毀滅之舟、多層宇宙和寄生女皇給我，由我來操控它們——我是最強的。”奧古斯都道。
“等等啊，爲什麼我要交出這麼多東西？”
“這是爲了世界的存續，沈夜。”
沈夜露出玩味之色，沉吟道：
“我剛纔若被你的手下殺了，就無法親自獻上這些東西了，只有我活着，纔可以聽到你的要求，是這樣嗎？”
奧古斯都道：
“你爲自己贏得了一條命——”
“記住，幾乎沒有人從我手上逃離，我是看在你如今是世界之主的份上，纔給你這種殊榮的。”
他認真地說下去：“我親自保證你可以活着，就像你過去作爲普通人那樣。”
“我有個更好的提議。”沈夜說。
“講。”奧古斯都道。
“你交出凋零權杖，這樣最省事，畢竟你只用交出一樣東西，後面的事就不需要你操心了，畢竟你並不重要。”沈夜說。
奧古斯都一陣沉默。
沈夜加重語氣道：
“這是爲了世界的存續，希望你以大局爲重。”
淡淡的殺氣從奧古斯都身上涌出來。
“世界最基本的規則便是適者生存，沈夜，我希望你識趣。”
沈夜笑笑，接話道：“原來剛纔動用那麼多人殺我，只是爲了讓我識趣。”
“嘖嘖，奧古斯都，你真是個賤人。”
話已說完.
沈夜握住荼雨刀.
奧古斯都卻搖頭道：“沈夜，我知道你這個人——你們地球上的很多人都被多層宇宙借去了，他們都是你的朋友。”
“你想怎樣？”沈夜沉聲問道。
“他們的平安可不是一定的，畢竟在真理世界，各種各樣的意外並不少見。”奧古斯都說。
“別聽他的，”七叔的聲音在沈夜耳邊響起：“以前是‘地球’強制突破了‘屏障’，來到這個世界。”
“它無主，也回不去，所以一直留在了這裡。”
“但你現在是世界之主，你可以帶着‘地球’走！只要你能去的地方，它都可以去。”
沈夜吃下定心丸，微閉雙目，再次睜開。
剛纔略微感應了一下。
確實如此。
而且自己是守門人。
——自己可以穿過屏障！
這就保證了地球的暫時安全.
那麼，只剩一件事了——
“在我們地球有一句老話，我猜你也應該明白它的意思。”
沈夜開口道。
“你是指什麼？”奧古斯都問。
“光說不練假把式。”沈夜道。
重重幻象從天而降，落在他背後，徐徐展開，逐漸變得清晰可見。
那是一片片漂浮於水上的荷葉。
有風徐來。
蓮花盛開。
這正是真理法相——
一氣化三清·三清初歸！
奧古斯都見狀，不由冷哼一聲。
“低賤的普通人類，也敢用法相來跟我一戰？”
他心念一動。
在他背後，也有盛大的虛幻之象悄然展開。
這法相卻與沈夜見過的完全不同。
無窮無盡的腐朽木林從虛幻化爲真實。
每一個樹木上，都綁着密密麻麻的屍骸，這些屍骸已經被吸空了血肉，只殘留着腐朽的白骨。
——真理法相·萬物凋零！
戰鬥開始！
沈夜身形一縱，從權杖上跳起來，同時調動毀滅女王與毀滅之舟的力量，揮動手中長刀。
——通天斬！
這一刀依然高達真理二十一階。
目的是擊中對方的法相，令其退轉，迴歸至尚未展開的狀態。
如果成功的話，對方的戰鬥力將會大大減弱！
奧古斯都抽出凋零權杖，陰沉沉地說：
“你從未見過真正的力量，沈夜。”
他藉着法相之力，也施展出了一道術法。
眼看刀與術即將相撞——
沈夜心頭突然一跳，浮現出某種不祥預感。
電光火石之間，他雙目涌現無數金芒，映照住奧古斯都與四周虛空。
——即將到來的未來浮現在他的眼中。
那個怪物要來了！
在這一瞬間，沈夜突然想通了整件事。
打個屁打。
打贏其實根本沒什麼好處。
自己這實力，難道要跟他們玩混戰？
趕緊跑路！
讓他們在這裡慢慢打吧！
“門。”
他怒喝一聲，將女王和七叔一收，徑直撞進剛剛出現的通靈之門，揚長而去。
下一瞬。
虛空打開.
一個渾身血紅色的怪物隨之出現在沈夜原本的位置。
“咦？跑了？”
“……不過也行吧，先殺一個玩玩。”
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