Gates of the Myriad Realms Chapter 665

Chapter 648: Wanshen Nest Mother

In fact,

as soon as Shen Ye gained the protection of “the all-knowing and all-powerful Lord,” he immediately did one thing.

That was still in the wilderness.

When he had just rescued Wyatt.

“Go.”

He whispered.

In the darkness, the phantom of the dharma idol appeared.

A young man walked out and, without Wyatt’s notice, hid behind the camp tent.

When the young Shen Ye returned to the city with Wyatt, he remained unmoved.

Many moments passed.

Until there was no longer any movement in the wind, he emerged from behind the tent.

—The young Shen Ye.

This was Shen Ye’s true body.

He stood before the campfire, carefully observing everything around him.

The damp wind carried a thick scent of blood, howling as it passed through the camp, sounding like the wailing of evil spirits.

A few arrows were haphazardly stuck in the mud, their quivers lying beside them.

A mage’s staff lay on a blanket.

Although the staff’s owner had been killed by an Outer God, as a weapon imbued with magical power, it still emitted faint magical fluctuations.

Everything here had ended.

But it hadn’t ended completely.

Shen Ye mused, then spoke:

“Tell me, why did he fall into such a situation?”

“Gloomy Whisper” activated!

After its last upgrade, it could now command all inanimate objects to answer Shen Ye’s questions!

The staff leaped up and wrote a line on the ground:

“He originally wanted to kill his creditor and clear his debt.”

The young Shen Ye thought for a moment and nodded slightly.

Through his other self’s understanding, Wyatt, in order to advance his sequence, used his charm to attract the female archer, and then invited the creditor—

the mage.

“But he’s just a junior ‘Godslayer,’ how could he do it?”

Shen Ye asked.

The staff drew another line of text:

“A trap, the Outer God was waiting, wasn’t it?”

“You’re right,” Shen Ye said. “The Outer God personally came to this wilderness to kill his creditor, someone must have tipped them off, telling them there was a traitor.”

Wyatt invited the mage and the archer to help him kill the Outer God’s apostle.

For the two of them, killing an Outer God’s apostle was an act of betrayal, and if caught, they would undoubtedly face death.

But one was for love, the other for money, and both decided to take the risk.

Who knew Wyatt would betray both of them, using them as stepping stones for his own gain?

Suddenly.

The young Shen Ye’s expression changed.

—In Star-Moon City, Wyatt left as soon as he teleported to the church.

Immediately after.

He detached himself from the “Godslayer” sequence.

—This action proved his intention!

After all, in Star-Moon City, without a sequence, it was impossible to find work or survive!

He had defected to the Outer God Nyarlathotep!

At this moment, “Gloomy Whisper” ended.

The staff reverted to a mindless object, falling to the ground.

Shen Ye pondered for a moment, then spoke:

“Lord, I need to find Wyatt.”

After a breath, the Lord’s majestic voice echoed in the void:

“This can be done, let us first clear the battlefield.”

Shen Ye looked at the ground.

Indeed.

The archer and the mage were dead.

But their storage rings, weapons, and armor were still scattered on the ground.

“No problem.”

Shen Ye said.

Before he finished speaking, all the items on the ground disappeared.

Shen Ye found himself in the wilderness.

Everything around him had vanished, only the wilderness remained on the earth.

Not a single blade of grass was left on the ground.

“No—you want even the tent and the magical flames? What good is that dirty blanket?”

He couldn’t help but ask.

The voice of God echoed in the void:

“Young man, for every meal, consider the difficulty of obtaining it; for every thread, remember the hardship of creating it.”

Shen Ye was speechless.

—What he said was right.

But something still felt off.

“I remember the spoils of war were split three-to-seven, why did you take them all?”

Shen Ye asked.

God’s voice then echoed:

“I can conceal you and make others believe you are a ‘Blood-Burning Body’ sequence holder, which will make things easier for you—”

“But that requires your thirty percent share.”

Shen Ye said, “No need, I’ll handle my identity myself, and I never intended to infiltrate them.”

A staff fell, sticking into the ground in front of Shen Ye.

—It was the mage’s staff.

It represented Shen Ye’s thirty percent share.

“Find Wyatt, I need his exact location now,” Shen Ye said.

A line of address appeared in the void.

Shen Ye looked at it, nodded, reached out and opened a door in the void.

Just as he was about to step through, he suddenly remembered something and asked again:

“What was your master’s name?”

“Ares,” the staff said.

“Good.”

Shen Ye, holding the staff in one hand, stepped through the door.

*Swoosh*—

Wyatt was skewered through the chest by the staff, pinned directly to the wall.

Silence for a breath.

Screams and roars erupted simultaneously.

A figure flew in, shouting loudly:

“Stop, this is the Boiling Blood Pub, you can’t cause trouble here.”

Shen Ye stared at Wyatt, his peripheral vision scanning his surroundings.

—Dim, misty light spilled onto metal tables and chairs, reflecting soft, mirror-like gleams.

The crowd began to retreat.

A few powerful individuals remained seated, watching with interest.

The one who had just spoken was a bartender—

he leaped out from behind the bar, rushing to stand in front of Wyatt.

As for Wyatt,

Wyatt looked down at the staff piercing him, his face pale, his expression terrified and uncertain.

Shen Ye’s eyes narrowed slightly.

—”Ouroboros’s Eye” activated!

Before this subordinate term of “Tathagata Uroboros,” the enemy’s faction immediately appeared above his head:

“Old Order Faction, Divine Nest, third-tier ruling sequence of Star-Moon City.”

The underground city belongs to the “Yoke Soul and Corroding Desire” sequence;

The surface city is ruled by the “Burning Blood Body”;

—”Divine Nest” seems to be a higher-tier city sequence.

But how could someone of Wyatt’s caliber ascend from the surface city and gain the favor of the “Divine Nest” sequence?

“I’m not causing trouble.”

Shen Ye spoke, “He killed Ares—Ares once lent him a large sum of money, but he committed such a cruel act.”

To protect himself, he immediately used a term—

“Lord of the White Wuchang”!

“…you will possess a powerful ‘confounding’ element, causing other beings to mistake your identity, thus preventing them from acquiring your information.”

The pressure on the staff increased, even carrying a hint of blade intent.

These blade intents subtly avoided all vital points, concentrating instead near Wyatt’s heart, flickering in and out of existence.

—As soon as Shen Ye’s hand moved, Wyatt would die.

“Don’t kill me! I didn’t kill him at all, it was his own mistake!”

Wyatt cried out urgently.

The others, however, were surprised.

“That mage is dead? No, he was very strong.”

Someone whispered.

More people had already started checking the sequence messages.

Soon enough.

Everyone saw the death certificate provided by the sequence—

The mage Ares was indeed dead.

He had been hunting an Outer God’s apostle in the wilderness, was discovered by the Outer God, and executed on the spot.

—Due to an anonymous tip from “a certain unnamed informant,” the traitor’s actions were exposed.

Everyone present was shrewd; with a little thought, they understood the whole story.

“I recall Wyatt owed Ares a large sum of money.”

“Yes, I know about that too.”

“It really seems to be true.”

“Heh, Wyatt finally achieved something.”

Everyone chattered.

—Bars are, after all, the places where most news and information converge.

Everyone looked at Wyatt with disgust.

Who would want to bother with such an ungrateful fellow?

It’d be best if he died!

But one couldn’t openly express one’s attitude under the observation of the sequence.

The bar fell silent.

No one else stood up except for the bartender, and no one prevented Shen Ye from taking further action.

“This is not a place for fighting, sir.”

The bartender said, neither softly nor harshly.

Shen Ye understood immediately.

The other party was merely stating the bar’s stance, not forcefully preventing him from doing anything.

Shen Ye himself hadn’t expected things to progress this far without needing to say anything further.

“Wyatt, look at you, what a failure you are as a person.”

Shen Ye shook his head.

The staff moved.

Wyatt felt the deadly aura emanating from the staff, and disregarding everything else, he cried out:

“You can’t touch me, I belong to the Divine Nest now!”

The blade energy on the staff exploded.

The wall behind Wyatt was instantly sliced into fine, neat squares, blown away by the blade energy.

*Thud.*

Wyatt fell to his knees, still looking somewhat disbelieving.

“I am… a Divine Cocoon… How dare you…”

He exhaled his last breath, unable to utter the rest of his words.

—He died. “This is compensation for the damaged property.”

Shen Ye drew the staff from the corpse and gently placed it on the table.

But the next second.

The people in the bar quickly got up, rushed out in groups of three or five.

Even the bartender turned and went back behind the bar, squatted down, opened a secret passage, and quickly left.

The entire bar was left with only Shen Ye.

—And Wyatt’s corpse on the ground.

“Everyone ran away?”

Shen Ye was a little surprised.

“Hey, I killed you, why did they all run away?” he asked.

Gloomy Whisper activated!

The corpse on the ground coughed up a mouthful of blood and was forced to respond:

“I am about to become an Outer God, an integral part of the rulers, protecting the entire Star-Moon City.”

“You? Penniless, betraying your sequence and friends, then becoming an Outer God?” Shen Ye asked.

“They need me,” the corpse said.

“Is there anything special about you?” Shen Ye asked.

“My soul is very pure—I was chosen by a classical natural sequence, this is a one in a billion probability, they need me to become—”

His voice failed to continue.

A black high heel stomped on his head, bringing the conversation to an abrupt halt.

“Hello.”

The owner of the high heels spoke.

She had long purple hair, delicate features, and wore a black trench coat, observing Shen Ye with curiosity.

“Hello,” Shen Ye said.

“Ouroboros’s Eye” activated.

—The other party’s faction was the same as Wyatt’s: “Old Order Faction, Divine Nest.”

At this moment.

The good duck has met the veteran father and daughter.

Young Shen Ye had also engaged in a fight with the “Blood-Burning Body” people.

This made the young Shen Ye feel a hint of impatience.

This city—

It was messed up from beginning to end.

In the nightmare world back then, at least normal people still lived within the human civilization order.

What were these ghostly things now?

“I’ve never seen you before, the power of the term is concealing your true identity—who exactly are you?” the woman asked.

“Then, who are you?” Shen Ye asked.

The woman tilted her chin up and said,

“Hick, get it straight, I’m asking you.”

Shen Ye slowly drew the Youhuang Blade, leisurely walked two steps forward, and raised the long blade high.

“Too slow.”

The woman said, and suddenly eight symmetrical bone blades emerged from her back, striking towards Shen Ye.

The air shrieked as it was cut.

—But it was no use.

The bone blades cut back and forth incessantly, yet passed through Shen Ye and the long sword, unable to harm him in the slightest.

Surging Blade Technique—

Three Spring Sunshine · Blossoms!

This was the second form of the Three Styles of Blade, allowing one to be “body and blade as one with the void.”

The woman couldn’t hit Shen Ye!

Perhaps it was just for a moment—

The blade suddenly accelerated, slashing from the woman’s shoulder to her hip bone, then retracted.

The Youhuang Blade returned to its sheath.

“I’ll ask again, who are you?” Shen Ye asked.

The woman’s body split into two halves and fell to the ground.

Numerous flesh tendrils sprouted from her body, struggling to piece the two halves back together.

Taking advantage of this.

She spoke, “I am—”

*Puff-puff-puff-puff-puff!*

A series of squelching sounds erupted from her body.

The blade aura had entered her body, and only at this moment did it thoroughly explode, destroying all her organs and tissues.

The woman fell silent.

She was dead.

“You can’t even take one blow, don’t introduce yourself to me.”

Shen Ye said, looking at the corpse.

“Yes,” the corpse replied.

Shen Ye turned around, walked step by step to the bar, poured himself a drink, and smelled it.

“Fermented nutrient solution… tsk, a human world without even wine.”

He whispered.

A mysterious aura emanated from him.

“You’ve changed a bit recently.”

Su Su whispered in the void.

“People always grow,” Shen Ye said.

“Su Su, you’re wrong, he’s always been this ruthless—you haven’t seen him fight the Emperor Species,” Chatterley’s voice rang out.

“You’re awake?” Shen Ye asked, surprised.

“Not yet… I’ve decided to change my evolution path, because your dharma idol can already revive people—I want to take a completely new path.”

Chatterley’s voice lowered, muttering incessantly, gradually falling silent.

Shen Ye shook his head, took a bottle of wine from his storage ring, uncorked it, and slowly drank.

The void opened.

A man with three snake heads growing on his back walked out.

He didn’t even look at the two corpses on the ground, smiling as he walked towards Shen Ye and said:

“Let me introduce myself, I am the governor of the Divine Nest. When I was human, my name was Tavil, now I am called Dark Soul Lucifer.”

“We took Wyatt in because he exposed his sequence.”

“Through investigation, we determined that his sequence is extremely mysterious, possibly from an extremely ancient human civilization.”

“By transforming him into an Outer God, we might be able to uncover the secrets of that sequence on him.”

“—May I ask who Your Excellency is? Why did you kill him?”

Shen Ye drank the wine and smiled:

“I am sent by the sequence that was within him.”

“I am here to ensure that all humans here, whether living or dead, need not be ruled by non-humans, that they may live in peace and joy, and walk the path of the Lord on Earth.”

With a “clang,” a term appeared above Shen Ye’s head:

“Lord of the White Wuchang under Divine Grace.”

“Congratulations.”

“Your words and deeds have brought joy to God’s heart. After countless ages, since Adam and Eve left the Garden of Eden, He has finally reunited with such joy.”

“He has blessed your term.”

“From now on, this term allows you to designate an identity, and all enemies will be misled by this identity, thus unable to obtain your information about you.”

All the small text flashed and disappeared.

Dark Soul Lucifer pondered:

“Originally, we and Valhalla ruled everything. Valhalla seems to be gone now. Is Your Excellency willing to share this world with us?”

“What do you mean?” Shen Ye asked.

“Your Excellency is so powerful, you shouldn’t be human either—even if you were human before, you are at least a divine-level existence now, why bother making enemies with us for their sake?”

“I actually have a secret,” Shen Ye said.

“Please enlighten me.”

“I like instant ramen.”

“I don’t quite understand what Your Excellency means.”

“—I heard that Star-Moon City has four layers, who rules the highest layer? Why doesn’t he come and talk to me?” Shen Ye asked.

Dark Soul Lucifer shook his head and said, “I won’t tell you.”

The female corpse on the ground, however, opened her mouth and enunciated:

“The Nest Mother of Myriad Gods, it is the source of the four-tiered old order sequence, the master who controls everything and nurtures all Outer Gods, it—”

The sound ceased abruptly.

One of the three snake heads on Dark Soul Lucifer’s head flew off, opened its mouth, and swallowed the female corpse whole.

Silence for a moment.

“So Your Excellency wasn’t asking me,” Dark Soul Lucifer said self-deprecatingly.

“I’m leaving.” Shen Ye put down his wine glass, stood up, and walked out.

“Just leaving like that? We still have some unresolved matters, Your Excellency,” Dark Soul Lucifer said.

“Alright.” Shen Ye said.

Both of them moved simultaneously.

Dark Soul Lucifer vanished instantly, pouncing forward, directly grabbing Shen Ye, and all three snake heads simultaneously bit at him.

“It’s over.”

Dark Soul Lucifer smiled, then suddenly froze stiff.

The blade.

Sometime, Shen Ye’s blade had already struck, but it had cut towards the void beside him.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

“In your entire life, when you betrayed all humanity and resolved to become an Outer God, surviving by devouring the souls of all beings, you shed your only tear.”

Shen Ye spoke, and Dark Soul Lucifer listened.

“That moment should have been the end of your life. After that, you mutated into an emergent monster, guarding the Nest Mother of Myriad Gods and everything it founded.”

“At that moment, you were no longer human.”

“I’ve decided to fulfill you.”

The long blade.

Slowly returned to its sheath.

Dark Soul Lucifer had listened intently, until this moment, when he finally sighed:

“So I died at that moment – was it a spacetime blade technique?”

“Why bother with the affairs of the living? Just die,” Shen Ye said.

“Indeed,” Dark Soul Lucifer said.

His entire body continuously turned to ash, scattering across the ground.

At the last moment, he suddenly spoke:

“I was the strongest back then, but the Nest Mother said I was still far from being a bizarre life, and its ideal was to find a bizarre companion.”

“You should meet its expectations.”

Shen Ye shook his head and said:

“I love instant ramen.”

This time Lucifer understood.

“Is that so? That ancient food… So you always considered yourself human, didn’t you?”

As the words fell.

All the ashes scattered across the ground.

He died.

But then—

Countless treasures were scattered throughout the bar.

A line of shimmering small text appeared:

“The target you killed will drop equipment and treasures, which you will split three-to-seven with God.”

“The greedy old man…” Shen Ye shook his head, then turned and looked in a certain direction.

In the dark sky.

Xu Xingke summoned his dharma idol and brought the giant into a state of combat.

His other self was also waiting.

Waiting—

To return to his place.

“Let’s go, let’s see that Nest Mother of Myriad Gods.”

The young Shen Ye said.

He suddenly vanished from the spot.

(End of chapter)