Gatekeeper Of All Realms Chapter 122

Shen Ye really wanted to examine these parchment-like things carefully.

But now was not the right time for a thorough investigation.

“Put them all in the ring, quick!” said the Big Skeleton.

Shen Ye waved his hand, and all the parchments instantly disappeared.

At this moment, a series of roars sounded outside.

“Hit that red rune! We have to go!”

The Big Skeleton said in an urgent tone.

“Don’t rush.”

Shen Ye said, putting away his jacket, and then his wide-brimmed hat.

—This made him look completely different from before.

He slammed the red rune on the wall.

The void rippled.

In an instant, he disappeared directly from the storeroom.

A few seconds later.

Boom!!!

Amidst a deafening sound, the door of the storeroom was broken open.

A banshee, emitting dense black mist, floated in mid-air, screaming:

“Damn it! He got away!”

The werewolf stood not far away, reprimanding in a stern tone:

“You cannot trespass into the VIP room of the Holy Soul Bank. Our major shareholder is—”

The banshee scanned the entire room, saying with murderous intent:

“Shut up, do you know who that person was just now? Even your boss can’t handle this.”

The werewolf said with a straight face: “Please leave here. I will report today’s incident, and I believe—”

The banshee suddenly turned around and poked a finger into the werewolf’s head, her voice softening:

“Tell me, what did that guy look like?”

“Dark leather jacket, wide-brimmed hat, dark blue trousers, and white shoes,” the werewolf said blankly.

“Human attire? Tell me, what race was he?”

“Too well covered, couldn’t tell.”

Poof.

The werewolf’s head exploded.

The banshee’s voice suddenly grew louder, spreading far and wide:

“Deliver my order, immediately summon the Gloom Whisper Legion, and search the entire city for a guy wearing a dark leather jacket, wide-brimmed hat, dark blue trousers, and white shoes!”

On the other side.

Shen Ye landed in a castle with a black spired tower.

This was the terrace of a room in the castle.

Amidst the melodious music, a series of whispers could be heard from below.

“It’s a banquet—great, our current location, no one will come for now,” said the Big Skeleton.

“Is the search starting soon?” Shen Ye asked.

“Yes, and it will definitely be a city-wide search, be prepared,” the Big Skeleton’s voice carried a hint of nervousness.

“Fortunately, I changed my appearance. I’m wearing a cloak now, and I’ve changed my hat,” Shen Ye said.

“What about your pants and shoes?”

“Not planning to change them.”

“?”

Suddenly, a grand female voice sounded from outside:

“Deliver my order, immediately summon the Gloom Whisper Legion, and search the entire city for a guy wearing a dark leather jacket, wide-brimmed hat, dark blue trousers, and white shoes!”

The voice lingered for a long time.

“Damn it, if the Gloom Whisper Legion is deployed, things will get even more troublesome. I suggest you change your pants and shoes,” the Big Skeleton’s tone became even more anxious.

Shen Ye, however, casually shook his arm and said:

“Buddy, it’s clear things are getting tight. In my hometown, there’s a saying for this kind of situation.”

“What?” the Big Skeleton asked.

“The wind is high, time to bolt!”

Shen Ye pressed his hand against the wall, and a door instantly opened.

He stepped across.

The door immediately disappeared.

Everything was as if it had never happened.

…

In the courtyard.

“…” Big Skeleton.

“…” Shen Ye.

“…I was too nervous just now, I forgot that we could actually dodge the storm,” the Big Skeleton’s tone was somewhat regretful.

“You’d better think about how to reintroduce yourself,” Shen Ye took a sip from the teacup on the table. “Previously, I was too lazy to ask, after all, I had to respect your personal privacy—”

“But now the situation is completely different.”

“I think I might die inexplicably in Eternal Night City. I need to know your true identity.”

The Big Skeleton said: “Actually, I am the Bloodline Inheritor of the Mother of Gloom Skeletons, the King of Ghouls, the Lord of the Underworld, Miktotikasiwa…”

“Pffft!” Shen Ye spat out a mouthful of tea.

“…’s bloodline inheritor,” the Big Skeleton finished.

“Why are you out of breath when you speak!” Shen Ye put down the teacup in annoyance.

“When the goddess fell, I was protected by her last divine power and would not be discovered by anyone. So I started to flee, eventually changing my name to Freg, bribing the front-line general, and becoming a quartermaster.”

“But it was quite strange that there were always various temptations and pursuits—I was almost unable to hold on when I met you,” the Big Skeleton said.

“Divine protection? So no one can recognize you?” Shen Ye asked.

“Yes, but unfortunately I was constantly being tested, doing all sorts of dangerous jobs, and eventually severely wounded and near death,” the Big Skeleton said.

“Logically, if they knew you were the bloodline inheritor of the goddess, extremely powerful undead would come to kill you! Why does it feel like it’s all minor skirmishes?” Shen Ye asked, puzzled.

“I still don’t know why I keep enduring this level of testing. It’s very strange,” the Big Skeleton said.

“Going by the name Freg … what was your original name?” Shen Ye pondered for a moment, then asked.

“Feilun,” said the Big Skeleton.

Shen Ye was silent for a few breaths, then said with difficulty, “Brother, if you make up names like that, no amount of divine power can protect you.”

“Actually, in the language of the undead, Freg is pronounced quite differently from Feilun. One is a falling tone, the other a rising tone,” the Big Skeleton explained earnestly.

“Who cares what tone you use, we humans have a saying: better to kill the wrong one than let a single one escape, understand?”

“…I’m really fed up. I’m going to comprehend some skills. We’ll go back at midnight.”

Shen Ye bothered no longer with this fellow. He picked up his longbow, slung hisArrows, and got up to go to the courtyard to comprehend the art of Flying Shot.

He already knew how to “fly” now.

All that remained was “shot.”

This “shot” seemed to have some depth to it.

Shen Ye closed his eyes, allowing countless images to surface in his mind, countless techniques, experiences, and incantations layering over each other.

He stood silently in the courtyard like that.

Time flowed slowly.

Until the sky gradually turned orange, and night was about to fall.

At a certain moment.

A wave of insight surged into his mind, transforming into a source where all methods converged, eventually forming runes that naturally imprinted themselves.

Shen Ye suddenly opened his eyes, his figure shaking, and he soared straight into the sky.

At this time, the setting sun was like blood, and the twilight glow peacefully illuminated him, plating him with a golden aura. He ascended against the wind into the clear sky, hearing distant exclamations from the ground, which merged with the sound of the wind.

Up.

Up and up.

He did not stop until he pierced through the clouds, and all sounds ceased. He then looked down at the boundless sea of clouds.

In the depths of the firmament, a star suddenly appeared, casting rays of frosty white light.

These cold moonlight rays circled around him, condensing into two soaring dragons, tens of meters long, that flew back and forth above and below the clouds, eventually settling behind him, one on each side, motionless.

In an instant, countless cloud patterns bloomed from the azure dragons, spreading all around, forming symmetrical patterns, and finally transforming into a dragon pearl above the coiled dragons.

Two Dragons Playing with a Pearl!

But it wasn’t over yet—

Three lines of faintly glowing small characters suddenly appeared before Shen Ye’s eyes:

“You have successfully taken on the ‘Night Wanderer’ role, drawing upon your celestial body’s natal star to condense your Star Aspect—”

“The Grand Cold Palace!”

“With this aspect, your ‘Frost Moon Shakes the Heavens’ only needs to be gradually honed. Once the time is ripe, it will naturally advance to the first level of the spiritual realm.”

“With this aspect, your spiritual eye ‘Moonlit Divine Illumination’ has been upgraded by one level, reaching the first level of the spiritual realm.”

“Description: With this, you can sense objects in the spiritual realm. Under the divine gaze, the past of any current spiritual realm object will be clearly visible, but it will consume a large amount of your spiritual energy.”

“In addition, your ‘Night Wanderer’ professional skill can activate your spiritual eye, allowing you to cast the pupil technique: Frost Line of Demon Slaying.”

“—This is the ‘Night Wanderer’s’ spiritual eye pupil technique.”

All the small characters vanished.

The dragon pearl within the mouths of the twin dragons behind Shen Ye shuddered, transforming into a divine eye radiating chilling qi.

At this moment, he stood proudly above the clouds, with twin dragons condensed from frosty white light behind him, and a divine eye illuminating the world. He appeared as if a god had descended.

However, Shen Ye’s heart was devoid of joy or sorrow.

He was still contemplating the first professional skill of the “Night Wanderer”:

“Sudden Rain.”

“Description: Instantly shoot all arrows, using the power of the spiritual realm to activate ‘Moonlit Divine Illumination,’ unleashing a rain of ‘Frost Lines of Demon Slaying.'”

“—Once hit, the battle is over.”

“—The might of the All-Encompassing Demon Exterminator.”

This move seemed to be used like this…

He flew forward for a distance, then suddenly reached for his longbow, his hand moving like a blur as he plucked the bowstring.

In an instant.

The bowstring let out a series of thunderous vibrations.

Swish swish swish swish swish—

An entire quiver of arrows was emptied.

At the same time, the spiritual eye within the Star Aspect opened above Shen Ye’s head, sweeping out countless icy rays that chased after the arrows, striking them together, erupting in heavy frost and snow, plummeting into the sea of clouds, and splashing down.

A blizzard then descended upon the earth.

Shen Ye watched silently, and after a while, he mumbled:

“My god, this is too powerful—why didn’t I think this world could be so strong before?”

…Perhaps it’s just that this “Night Wanderer” profession is very strong?

Hmm…

Possibly…

The Big Skeleton’s voice suddenly rang out: “Brother, you’d better descend quickly.”

“Otherwise?” Shen Ye asked, surprised.

The Big Skeleton explained: “That move just now must have exhausted your spiritual power, and even your physical strength was consumed too much. If you don’t—”

“Ah—” Shen Ye let out a cry.

His spiritual energy was exhausted!

Even all his free attribute points were used up!

Shen Ye could no longer fly and plummeted straight down.

“You won’t fall to your death, will you?”

The Big Skeleton exclaimed.