Gatekeeper Of All Realms Chapter 121

Upon careful consideration.

Perhaps Feilun’s answer moved the Prince.

Maybe its origins were really good?

— Coupled with the Prince knowing that he wouldn’t betray him and was a trustworthy subordinate, he was so generous.

“Your Highness, I’m going to the Undead Nation, can you teach me the flying spell in advance? That way, I won’t delay completing the mission and also improve my strength.”

Shen Ye struck while the iron was hot.

“Are you sure you want this spell?” Prince Norton asked.

“Exactly!”

“You don’t want anything else, just this?”

“Precisely!”

“Here!” Prince Norton took out a Nightmare Crystal with a backhand.

— So generous?

Shen Ye hesitated to take it.

But the Prince patted his shoulder and said without concealment:

“All missions related to the Undead Nation are S-rank.”

“You are going to penetrate the capital of the Undead Empire this time, which is an unprecedented feat for humanity. Once successful, it will bring invaluable intelligence, making it an SSS-rank mission.”

“— A mere flying spell, Peiqi, do you think I’d be stingy with even that?”

Inspired by him, Shen Ye took the Nightmare Crystal and squeezed it hard.

Crackle.

The crystal shattered, and a brilliant mist rose, enveloping Shen Ye.

The incantations of flight, the method of mental force operation, the techniques for controlling airflow and dealing with strong winds, all emerged in his mind.

It’s done!

He had acquired the flying spell!

However, within this flying spell, there was a special reminder:

“Royal copyright, for personal use only. Malicious piracy and dissemination will surely incur a curse!”

That’s fine.

While memorizing the essentials of the flying spell, Shen Ye said:

“Don’t worry, Prince, as long as there’s intelligence, I will send it back.”

“Hm, remember not to be seen by the undead when using magic parchment,” Prince Norton instructed.

“You two follow me—”

Prince Norton led the two to the other end of the secret chamber and pulled back the curtain.

Inside was a small teleportation array.

“Teleportation array? To where?”

“The border.”

Shen Ye and Big Skeleton looked at each other.

“Go together.”

The three stood on the teleportation array and, with a “whoosh,” left the military camp.

The border.

With a “whoosh,” the three appeared in a cave.

Inside the cave was another teleportation array.

“I can only send you this far,” Prince Norton said. “From this array, you can directly teleport to the sewers of the Undead Empire’s capital. This is a feat we achieved after immense effort.”

“The rest is up to you.”

He waved his hand, and the array immediately activated.

“Wait—”

Shen Ye called out.

“What’s wrong?” Prince Norton asked.

“Honestly, Your Highness, why are you more anxious than us? And you’ve even brought out such a top-secret teleportation array? Is there a reason?” Shen Ye asked.

Prince Norton looked at Shen Ye, hesitated for a few breaths, and then suddenly shook his head in annoyance.

Shen Ye’s eyes widened.

The Prince was usually calm and collected. What was wrong with him today?

“Peiqi, you’ve been through life and death with me, so I don’t need to hide it from you—”

Prince Norton finally made up his mind, placed his hands on Shen Ye’s shoulders, and said seriously:

“There was a traitor by my side, which is why I almost died.”

“Now I suspect that the undead’s spy has infiltrated the highest echelons of our human race, perhaps even by my father’s side.”

“We must quickly figure out the undead’s plan!”

“Otherwise, I fear it will be too late!”

So that was it.

Shen Ye nodded, looking serious. “Don’t worry, Your Highness, I, Peiqi, will do my best!”

“Good!” Prince Norton moved aside.

Shen Ye and Big Skeleton stood on the teleportation array.

“Finally, what is a ‘guawazi’?” the Prince asked.

“It means extremely cool and handsome,” Shen Ye explained with a sincere face.

A lie.

Scram.

The Prince waved his hand, and the array activated.

With a “whoosh,” the two vanished.

Prince Norton stood before the teleportation array, pondered for a moment, then suddenly cursed with a look of displeasure.

“You’re the ‘guawazi’!”

He muttered to himself, “Our royal family has so many artifacts, precious gems, and divine skills, and you only want a flying spell.”

“How truly loyal and patriotic!”

He spoke with a sarcastic tone, venting all the resentment from being called a “guawazi.”

On the other side.

The Dim Soul Empire, Evernight City.

The sewers.

A flash of light.

Shen Ye’s feet landed on solid ground.

This was indeed the sewers of the undead capital.

Murky green liquid flowed, the walls were covered with gray skeletons, which occasionally crumbled into powder.

Shen Ye stood on a step to the side, able to see countless wandering vengeful spirits in the void.

“This is going to be troublesome.”

Big Skeleton said.

The moment the teleportation completed, it had already returned to Shen Ye’s ring, now only communicating with Shen Ye telepathically.

“Why?” Shen Ye asked.

“Because this human teleportation point has long been exposed. I saw the arrangements for this in a secret report,” Big Skeleton said.

Shen Ye unhesitatingly pressed his hand against the wall and quickly said:

“Then I’ll leave?”

Big Skeleton’s tone suddenly became profound:

“No need, now repeat the following with me. Remember, don’t miss a single word.”

Shen Ye shrugged.

— This was the undead’s territory; perhaps Big Skeleton had some special way to solve the problem?

So he followed Big Skeleton’s telepathy and recited:

“The Mother of Dark Skeletons, the King of Ghouls, the bloodline of Mikte Tikashiva, Lord of the Underworld, has not gone far. He has returned, and he will reclaim control.”

As the words fell.

Figures appeared in the surrounding void.

Seven armored skeletons, holding sharp spears, surrounded Shen Ye.

They were just about to thrust their spears.

But Shen Ye had recited that sentence.

The skeletons stopped.

The leading skeleton shouted, “You are not the bloodline child!”

Big Skeleton’s voice sounded in Shen Ye’s ear, and Shen Ye followed suit:

“I went to the human realm and returned here alive. Do you think I did it with a completely undisguised skeleton body?”

The skeletons looked at each other.

Pale flames suddenly rose from Shen Ye, forming a faint, flickering altar in mid-air.

At this, all the skeletons knelt down.

“Your Excellency, things are not good. Please hide quickly; we will handle this here.”

The leading skeleton said.

“Go quickly—now head east, we need to go to Undead Street!” Big Skeleton transmitted.

Shen Ye turned and left, quickly putting distance between himself and the skeletons. When he turned at a corner three hundred meters away, he looked back and saw the skeletons still kneeling in place.

“Impressive, fellow, your identity seems quite powerful,” Shen Ye quipped.

“Don’t be careless; there might be worshipers of the new gods among those skeletons. Now you need to find a way to change your appearance to avoid being tracked,” Big Skeleton said.

“That’s easy.”

Shen Ye put on the Death Disguise Cloak, and he transformed into a pale, tall vampire dressed in a black evening gown.

A wide-brimmed hat fell, and he caught it.

“This hat is?” Shen Ye asked.

“My treasure, it can conceal your appearance,” Big Skeleton said.

Shen Ye put on the black wide-brimmed hat.

His face was immediately hidden in the shadow of the wide-brimmed hat, becoming a black plane.

“The race is sufficient, but the identity isn’t enough—you need to run faster. We must immediately retrieve the secret item stored there! It will be too late if we delay!” Big Skeleton said.

“It seems the Prince’s preparations weren’t enough.”

“Of course, now I need to reveal my preparations! Hurry up!”

Shen Ye sprinted a few steps, then suddenly soared into the air, flying forward along the twisting, changing underground passage.

The wind roared in his ears, and everything along the way rapidly receded behind him.

— He could fly!

He was flying like a whirlwind!

“Don’t miss it,” Big Skeleton shouted, “At that intersection ahead, open the manhole cover above and jump up!”

Shen Ye slowly decelerated, finally stopping before the manhole cover.

He hovered in mid-air and casually struck with his palm.

Thud.

The manhole cover was blasted open.

He flew up and looked around, only to find himself in a small garden in the center of a magnificent building.

The entire building was constructed from black bones, like a giant standing in the heart of the city, but every layer of the bone wall was covered with numerous windows, making it appear as a building rather than a corpse.

The cover fell, and Shen Ye caught it, then gently placed it back on the ground.

He pulled a jacket from his storage ring and threw it over his cloak, concealing it.

“The fifth door on the left, go straight in, and show your key to the person inside—don’t say a word.”

Shen Ye quickly walked to the building, counted to the fifth door from the left, and entered.

Indeed, a werewolf wearing gold-rimmed glasses was waiting inside the door.

“Sacred Soul Bank VIP Specialist at your service.”

The werewolf bowed slightly.

Shen Ye felt a small key appear in his hand.

Without saying a word, he displayed the key before the other party’s eyes.

“Ah, a distinguished client, please follow me.”

The werewolf walked forward, first closing the door, then sealing it with three bone doors, before leading Shen Ye inside.

“Sir, I’m not sure if someone is chasing you, nor do I know what kind of conspiracy you’re involved in, but according to the key you’ve shown—”

The werewolf spoke rapidly as he walked:

“You can stay in your private storage room for three minutes. These three minutes are our safety guarantee.”

“Of course, you can always tap the red rune on the wall, in which case the teleportation array will immediately randomly teleport you away.”

“Staying for three minutes will also trigger immediate teleportation, so please be mindful of the time!”

Shen Ye still said nothing, merely nodding slightly.

The two stopped before a black metal door.

The werewolf recited a long string of incantations, then placed his hand on the door.

Rumble—

Something immense within the black metal door seemed to be endlessly rotating until finally, all sounds vanished.

“Storage Room No. 7134.”

The door opened.

The werewolf cautioned again:

“This is your storage room, please make good use of your time!”

Shen Ye nodded slightly and walked directly inside.

The black metal door immediately closed.

“No three minutes, at most one minute—because my true body has reappeared, this is absolutely the most urgent matter in the entire kingdom. Hurry and open that storage cabinet!”

Big Skeleton said urgently.

Shen Ye inserted the key into the keyhole, twisted it forcefully, and the cabinet immediately opened.

Inside the cabinet, a large stack of parchment lay quietly.

As Shen Ye looked at these parchments, strange sensations arose in his heart.

For some reason.

He always felt that these things seemed to possess a strange power fluctuation, very familiar.