Gatekeeper Of All Realms Chapter 72

“Are all ‘Eye of the Law’ the same?” Shen Ye asked.

“Of course not, but I’m not entirely clear on that. It’s a secret technique taught in the third year of high school – I’m not old enough yet, and my family hasn’t told me about it,” Xiao Mengyu said.

“I see,” Shen Ye sighed.

He finally understood the general idea.

But now, darkness surrounded them, and he couldn’t see anything.

“Can two people share that candle?”

Shen Ye asked.

“Let’s try! We’re a team now, and since we’re a team, I think we can!” Xiao Mengyu said.

The next second.

Their cards vibrated slightly.

A line of small text appeared:

“You have entered the second stage of the examination.”

“This stage is a non-combat assessment, the content of which is as follows:”

“The Tide of Lamentation is coming.”

“Scattered across the island are many statues of deities. Candidates must find a suitable deity statue, communicate with it, complete its command, and obtain its promise to safely pass through the Tide of Lamentation.”

“Failure means elimination!”

“Furthermore, since you are working as a team, you only need to find one deity artifact statue.”

Xiao Mengyu took out the burning candle and wedged it into a crevice in front of the motorcycle.

The surrounding darkness receded, revealing the scenery of the floating island.

The land was covered with green vegetation, with dense trees, flowing streams, and continuous towering mountains.

Clouds poured down from the mountains, bringing sudden torrential rain, lightning, and thunder.

The streams instantly swelled, converging into turbulent currents that rushed into the dense forest, turning everything into a swamp.

“Look!”

Xiao Mengyu said.

Shen Ye looked in the direction she pointed, only to see broken arms and limbs of statues scattered among the mountains, fields, and rock piles.

These things varied in size.

The smallest were as small as human figures, while the largest were excessively large.

A giant stone arm, over fifty meters long, lay across the stream and forest, attracting their attention.

“Did you know the exam would be like this?”

Shen Ye asked Xiao Mengyu.

“The exam content changes every year. Who knows it would be this scene,” Xiao Mengyu said.

Shen Ye revved the accelerator, and the Ghostfire motorcycle sped off, flying over a large swamp and landing halfway up a mountain.

Many statue remnants were scattered here, perfect for completing the task.

Xiao Mengyu got off the bike and sighed:

“They’re really big.”

“You can say that again.” Shen Ye also looked ahead.

In the pile of rocks in front of them, a five-meter-tall statue head lay quietly on the ground.

—It was the head of a human male, but unlike a human, a vertical eye grew on its forehead, and various mysterious runes were carved on its cheeks.

Further away were body torsos, limbs, ornaments, altars, and other objects.

Shen Ye was about to step forward but was stopped by Xiao Mengyu.

“After I successfully teamed up, my strength is twice what it was. I’ll do the communicating.”

Xiao Mengyu said.

Shen Ye thought it made sense and stood still.

Xiao Mengyu took a few steps forward, her hand lightly resting on the hilt of her sword, and said:

“May I ask your name?”

The five-meter-long giant statue head opened its eyes, glanced at Xiao Mengyu, and rumbled:

“Pure human maiden.”

“The Tide of Lamentation is coming. If you and your companion wish to receive my protection, you must reassemble my body and then worship me according to my requirements. Only then can I restore my divine power.”

“How shall we worship you?” Xiao Mengyu asked.

The head stared at her and said, “I demand to drink your companion’s blood, and you must shed your human clothes and dance gracefully for me.”

“Can we offer a different form of worship?” Xiao Mengyu hesitated.

“No, the Tide of Lamentation is an extremely terrifying thing. If you wish to live, how can you not sacrifice something?” the head rumbled.

A short sword suddenly appeared before it.

Nightfall.

Shen Ye held the short sword and slashed vigorously, directly cutting off a piece of the head, revealing a smooth, stony interior.

“Hey, it’s a deity’s statue,” Xiao Mengyu said nervously in a low voice.

“What did you just say? Say it again,” Shen Ye glared at the statue.

The head shivered, losing its former dignity, and its face became crestfallen:

“If you don’t agree, fine, but why resort to violence?”

“Drink my blood? Make her do a striptease? Are you even worthy?” Shen Ye tapped the statue’s cheek with his sword.

The head suddenly rolled backward, quickly tumbling down the hillside and disappearing from their sight.

“It actually ran away.”

Xiao Mengyu said with a complex expression.

“Ignore it. We’ll find other deity statues—they’re everywhere on the island. There’s bound to be a suitable one,” Shen Ye said.

He walked back and restarted the Ghostfire motorcycle.

Xiao Mengyu also returned to the bike and sat down, sighing:

“You should really talk to them properly. Don’t resort to violence so easily. Remember, they represent deities.”

Shen Ye grunted.

Just now, he saw two lines of small text above the statue’s head:

“Statue of the God of Evil Dance.”

“—This deity has fallen.”

The god is dead.

Why should I be afraid of a mere statue?

“It wanted to drink my blood! In my hometown, gods with such bad manners usually don’t live long,” Shen Ye said.

“Gods don’t live long either?” Xiao Mengyu thought he was joking and casually responded.

“Even the sun, if it misbehaves too much, will be shot down by our people—that’s the upbringing of our nation,” Shen Ye said.

The Ghostfire motorcycle roared, flew into the air, and sped towards the mountaintop.

“Isn’t that a myth?” Xiao Mengyu asked loudly.

Shen Ye was stunned.

Oh, right.

This world also seems to have that myth.

Why?

No time to think.

The motorcycle stopped at the summit.

There was nothing else here, only a stone horse head lying in a pile of grass.

The horse head was about the size of a backboard, much smaller than the statue that wanted a striptease earlier.

The surrounding vegetation was lush, and without careful inspection, one might not even notice it.

Xiao Mengyu and Shen Ye exchanged glances.

This horse head…

Is it really a deity’s statue?

“How about I try? I have some experience with lying-in-the-grass horses,” Shen Ye said.

Xiao Mengyu rolled her eyes at him ungraciously.

Shen Ye pretended not to see it, stepped forward, and said, “Hey, big bro, the Tide of Lamentation is coming. Can you protect us?”

“As you said, I only lie in the grass,” the horse head said, “Friend, you must find the one who rides me.”

A line of small text appeared above its head:

“Incomplete statue of the war deity’s mount.”

It’s a mount.

“The one who rides you? Does he need any offerings?” Shen Ye asked cautiously.

“The young lady next to you uses a sword, which will surely suit his taste. You only need to show him respect,” the horse head said.

“So, where is he?” Shen Ye asked.

The horse head said, “He’s right—”

A loud bang.

The horse head was struck by something, instantly flying into the sky, its whereabouts unknown.

Two people appeared by the grass.

Zhao Yibing.

And—

An unfamiliar middle school student.

“Caught you,”

Zhao Yibing said with a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes.

Her entire demeanor had completely changed; her eyes gleamed with a faint, dark light.

Xiao Mengyu immediately reached for her sword but was stopped by Shen Ye.

“Zhao Yibing, we’re over! Why are you still clinging to me?”

Shen Ye demanded.

A sneer flashed across Zhao Yibing’s lips. She raised her hand, about to unleash something, but instinctively opened her mouth and said with immense sorrow:

“Shen Ye… I’m already dead.”

All four froze.

Shen Ye was the first to react.

Zhao Yibing is dead!

When he spoke, he accidentally activated “Gloom Whisper,” causing her soul to return to her body to answer him!

Zhao Yibing’s face darkened, and she snarled:

“Damn it, it’s a necromancer’s ability!”

She waved her hand, releasing dense crimson threads, just as she was about to attack, an unexpected change occurred—

A tremendous force suddenly appeared in the void, “bang” and bounced her away, sending her hurtling from the mountaintop into the distant darkness, completely out of sight.

At the same time.

Their cards vibrated.

Shen Ye picked it up and saw two lines of small text on the card:

“This stage is a non-combat assessment; private combat is not allowed.”

“If violated again, you will be expelled from the examination!”

—No fighting!

Shen Ye breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the unfamiliar young man opposite him.

“Hmph, I’ll let you live a little longer for now, but you won’t live much longer.”

The young man stared at Shen Ye’s left hand.

With that, he flashed away to chase after Zhao Yibing.

Shen Ye lowered his head and looked at his left hand.

A crimson thread was tightly wrapped around his hand, the other end stretching into the endless void, pointing to the distant place where Zhao Yibing had been flung.

A faint light appeared as small text:

“???”

“Otherworldly deity spell.”

“Description: When you appear within a 500-li radius of the target, the target can perceive your location and instantly teleport to you.”

“—The world you are in cannot yet comprehend this spell.”

The crimson thread gradually faded until it was invisible.

“This spell has already been used.”

“If you appear in front of the target again, this spell will immediately take effect again.”

—He had suffered this move once!

In other words, once this stage of the exam was over, if the next stage allowed combat and he encountered her again—

She could constantly teleport to kill him!

This thing, just thinking about it was horrifying.

“Fortunately, there’s no fighting in this stage,” Xiao Mengyu sighed in relief, mumbling.