Gatekeeper of Myriad Worlds Chapter 172

Song Qingyun roared.

A demonic light shone on the long blade, which turned its edge and slashed forcefully at Song Qingyun!

Song Qingyun’s flesh and blood squirmed.

One Song Qingyun after another split from her body.

Each of them exuded an overwhelming aura of evil.

There were eight in total!

The eight Song Qingyuns looked around, a sneer of disdain on their faces.

“It’s over.”

She overlooked the area below, forming hand seals in unison.

All eight of her began to transform.

Each one of her began to transform into a monstrous and bizarre form.

“It’s over… the evil god has used her as a clone to descend upon the world…”

A strong man mumbled in a daze.

The dashing patriarch of the Nangong family fanned himself and said with a wry smile:

“Everyone, at this point, are you still observing? Still probing? Are you not going to make a move?”

“It seems we must make a move, otherwise we will die.”

An old man with a compassionate expression said, “To protect our world, let’s all go together.”

“That’s right, let’s all go!” said the Nangong patriarch.

The Shangguan patriarch clasped his hands together and shouted:

“Master Song!”

Everyone looked at Song Yinchen as he spoke.

Song Yinchen was slightly startled and turned her gaze to the strong individuals.

“Little girl,” the Nangong patriarch said with a benevolent face, “welcome to the pinnacle of the world, let’s fight together.”

He moved the hand seals.

Heavenly Demon · Yaksha in battle!

Boom—

A fierce ghost, draped in a black robe with long whiskers fluttering in the wind, appeared from the void, glaring at Song Yinchen.

The fierce ghost exuded rings of rampant dark light and shadows, which constantly transformed into various weapons.

Its expression was solemn, and it spoke in human words:

“It has been a thousand years since I last fought alongside a inheritor of the Chaotic Spiritual Light.”

Song Yinchen opened her mouth slightly, a sentence in her chest, but she didn’t say it.

She looked at the fierce ghost, watched as all the strong individuals cast their powerful spells, and saw the legendary artifacts appear—

In a trance.

She seemed to see her ancestors arriving in this world thousands of years ago, battling through thorns with heroes, writing a moving history of humanity.

She took an involuntary step forward.

To join—

This ranks.

“I’m here,” she said softly.

Thirty-five.

Shen Ye finally killed the last one.

All right.

She reached out and formed a hand seal.

Boom!

Infinite chaotic light burst forth from her, piercing through the ten directions of darkness and shattering all barriers.

Strong wind!

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The seven-colored divine light transformed into a frantic wind, blowing away all demonic beings and shattering the darkness.

A sudden change occurred—

A vast voice suddenly descended, reverberating in all directions:

“Attention everyone!”

“Song Qingyun has nine evil gods behind her!”

“All participating personnel, prepare yourselves, this is war!”

—The voice of Kunlun!

Since Kunlun could appear here, it proved one thing—

The “anomaly” had been eliminated!

Mid-air.

A figure quietly appeared.

Shen Ye!

—He’s back from farming monsters!

Song Yinchen rushed forward, took Shen Ye’s hand, and led him away backward.

“You must not make a move.”

She whispered.

“Why?” Shen Ye asked.

“Nangong family patriarch, Shangguan family patriarch, Qin family patriarch,

Sun family patriarch.”

“And the experts from the three major organizations.”

“So many people dealing with evil gods should be enough. Your strength is limited, you must save your life.”

Song Yinchen said quickly.

Shen Ye gave Song Yinchen an imperceptible glance, only to see her standing in front of him, anxiously observing the situation around them.

The fiery phoenix reappeared beneath their feet, carrying them away from the battlefield.

“I’ll go fight first, Brother Shen Ye, you be careful.”

Song Yinchen left the fiery phoenix and turned to fly towards the battlefield.

The atmosphere grew increasingly stagnant.

The city of Zhongzhou below had long been evacuated, and not a single living soul could be seen on the streets.

War is imminent!

Shen Ye suddenly felt something, flicked a ring, and took out a head.

—The head of the biochemical clone.

“What’s wrong?” Shen Ye asked.

“The monkey has brought reinforcements,” said the head of the biochemical clone.

Shen Ye was stunned, and suddenly remembered this matter.

Yes.

He had instructed it that once Kunlun decided on a strategy and found helpers, it should tell him this secret code.

But—

Haven’t all the major forces gathered already?

Who else could there be?

In mid-air, Song Qingyun was surrounded by strong individuals, but her gaze was fixed on Shen Ye.

Three of her eight bodies formed a defensive posture, while the five strongest ones collectively prepared a new spell.

—The previous spell was meant to destroy Zhongzhou City.

Now, she was going to kill Shen Ye directly!

At this moment, something unexpected happened to everyone.

An object flew through the sky, instantly pierced Song Qingyun’s head, raising a spray of blood mist, and disappeared as an afterimage.

It wasn’t until it had flown away that someone cried out in surprise:

“Flying sword!”

Eight ferocious and enormous phantom figures flew out of the eight Song Qingyuns, immediately attempting to escape into the void.

However, the next scene was spectacular—

Countless flying swords emerged from the clouds, soaring up to the sky, flying like a surging flood.

Sword after sword, densely packed, emanating dazzling sword light, illuminating the entire sky and even the earth as if it were noon.

Ten thousand swords—

No, not just ten thousand swords, but hundreds of millions of flying swords.

Innumerable flying swords formed a vast sea of swords, continuously piercing through the numerous phantom figures that were attempting to escape.

Those phantom figures struggled desperately, but they could not piece their bodies together, only allowing themselves to be cut to pieces by each flying sword, heading towards destruction.

Invisible, silent fluctuations made the sky and earth tremble.

Eight phantoms.

Slowly faded into nothingness in the void.

As soon as they disappeared, Song Qingyun’s figure was reduced to just one.

She simply stood in mid-air, her lips tightly pressed together.

“Is this a true strong person…”

What a pity.

What a pity indeed.

If the Chaotic Spiritual Light was in her hands, no one would dare to kill her.

Not even such a peerless master!

Her gaze shifted, finally landing on Shen Ye.

“—Kill you!”

Song Qingyun let out an angry roar.

She exerted all her might, her flesh and blood squirmed, and her entire being suddenly transformed into a vertical pupil.

This vertical pupil floated in mid-air, instantly sweeping its gaze across the entire scene.

“Be careful, it’s a large-scale eye technique!”

Someone shouted.

Zhongzhou City.

The ground structures of this city were suddenly completely flattened.

Those powerful individuals floating in mid-air, if they did not take defensive measures in time, were hit by an extremely strong force, and their entire bodies exploded into a bloody rain.

“Open!”

Song Yinchen

She cried out urgently.

The chaotic spiritual light behind her instantly unfurled, enveloping her and Shen Ye.

Within this radiance, all the screams, sounds of collapsing buildings, and eerie wails from the outside world were completely isolated.

“Brother Shen Ye, my sister is going to die,” Song Yinchen said, holding Shen Ye’s hand.

As she spoke, there was no sadness left in her, only a sigh.

Shen Ye sighed.

—He couldn’t say any comforting words.

That woman should have died long ago.

However, before he could say anything, Song Yinchen continued:

“The matter here is over.”

“I will apologize to the families of those who died at my sister’s hands, in the name of the Song family, and compensate them.”

“Whatever our Song family owes, I will definitely not be ambiguous.”

“I’m not afraid of anyone at all—I will cultivate within the Song family from now on, staying behind closed doors—if anyone provokes me, I will cripple them.”

Song Yinchen’s eyes glinted with calmness and composure, and when she said “cripple him,” there was no hesitation, as if she were speaking of something commonplace.

“You’ve grown,” Shen Ye praised.

The person favored by the Chaotic Spiritual Light would certainly be no worse than Song Qingyun.

Perhaps—

This lone daughter of the Song family had completed her transformation.

However, the next second, the calmness on Song Yinchen’s face disappeared.

She tightly clutched Shen Ye’s hands, leaned her head on his shoulder, and whispered:

“The one I worry about the most is you.”

“You must be careful to protect yourself, preferably stay in Xirang High School and don’t go out easily.”

“Why? Your sister is already dead,” Shen Ye said.

“Things like Chaotic Spiritual Light will make many hidden evil existences restless.”

“When they can’t deal with me, they’ll come after you—they’ll use you to threaten me, to make me obey their orders, so they can use the Chaotic Spiritual Light to work for them.”

“Don’t let them threaten you,” Shen Ye said.

“…No, Brother Shen Ye, in this world, I only care about your safety—I can do anything for you.”

This was almost a confession.

If time could stop at this second, they might have been able to talk more, to confide everything to each other.

But the battle was coming to an end.

The end of the sky.

Countless flying swords whistled by, brushed past the vertical pupil, slicing everything it had into a blood mist, then into scarlet spray, until finally nothing remained.

The swarm of flying swords zoomed away, like a turbulent undercurrent in the ocean, quickly disappearing into the distance.

The sky, which had been bright as day, quickly dimmed, turning into night.

It’s over.

…But in the darkness, a strange fluctuation began to spread.

In a silent expanse.

The chaotic spiritual light slowly dispersed.

The phoenix carried Song Yinchen and Shen Ye down, landing in front of the palace on the floating island.

The place was already crowded with people.

Experts from the five great aristocratic families, the Human Martial Arts Group, the Hunter Equipment Research Institute, and the Everlife Technology Federation.

Everyone waited until the fiery phoenix disappeared, transforming into a rope that gently coiled around Song Yinchen’s arm. Only then did they look at each other and salute in unison:

“Greetings, Master Song!”