“Is this okay?” Delia asked hesitantly.

    “They keep teleporting me over and threatening me with consequences, so I’m done playing nice,” Shen Ye said.

    “Remember, their planet is already dead,” Delia stated.

    “So you’re saying bombing them won’t work?”

    “It will work—if the planet is completely shattered and falls apart, then they will never have a chance to revive.”

    “Revive?”

    “Yes, after a planet is destroyed, as long as the land remains, there’s a chance for new life to emerge. If you blast away all their land, they lose that only chance.”

    “That’s exactly the effect I’m going for,” Shen Ye said.

    Knock, knock, knock—

    A knock sounded at the door.

    He opened the door.

    An officer stood outside.

    Compared to the two generals who had come earlier, this officer was only a colonel, and he seemed relaxed, appearing unaware of the mission he was carrying out.

    “This is a transfer mission issued by Kunlun. I am ordered to deliver two ring-shaped spatial storage devices here. The recipient is Shen Ye.”

    The major skillfully explained the mission.

    “I am Shen Ye. Give me the items, thank you.”

    “Alright.”

    The handover was complete.

    The major quickly departed.

    The door closed.

    Kunlun’s voice immediately sounded from the phone:

    “Changing all of them to timed detonations isn’t that easy. Currently, only these 1008 have been modified. You’ll have to give me some time.”

    “1008? That’s so few, hurry it up!”

    While speaking, Shen Ye used his mental power to observe the two bracelets.

    One bracelet was filled with atomic bombs.

    The other bracelet contained the timed detonation device, which was about the size of a mobile phone with an integrated screen, very easy to operate.

    Alright.

    Actually, there was something he hadn’t told Delia earlier.

    Peace is preserved through struggle, but peace perishes through compromise.

    This is an eternal truth.

    —If he didn’t show them some color, they’d think this Silent Baron was truly “silent”!

    A wave of drowsiness once again washed over him.

    It was time for teleportation again.

    As long as he couldn’t resist the drowsiness, he would fall asleep immediately, and once asleep, he would be teleported.

    But Shen Ye didn’t care about these things.

    “Door.”

    He growled.

    A door quietly appeared before him.

    Opposite the door.

    Was a street in the World Graveyard.

    —This was a self-initiated World Linkage spell, so the teleportation location was naturally unaffected by those world wills.

    “Let’s make a small stir first.”

    Shen Ye stepped through, instantly accelerating his movement, even releasing his Ghostfire motorcycle to speed through the city.

    All sorts of strange beings gradually appeared on the road.

    They looked like humans, but always had some differences, such as gemstone eyes, or bodies made of trees, or even covered in legs.

    These world-bound lifeforms seemed lifeless, all staring at Shen Ye.

    They wanted to act, but were wary of the ‘Name’ above Shen Ye’s head.

    —These creatures, who hadn’t dared to confront Shen Ye at first, still didn’t dare to now.

    Shen Ye paid them no mind.

    On the street.

    He touched the doors of various buildings.

    A shimmering light immediately formed small words:

    “You used the Door ability: Non-Dual Dharma Gate.”

    “Any door can be designated, empowered, or have its ‘door’ ability to link two worlds canceled by you.”

    Shen Ye grinned and pressed his hand into the void.

    “You used the Door ability: Star Shift.”

    “Effect 1 activated: You can mark two new teleportation points, and you can cancel and re-mark them at any time;”

    “New teleportation points have been marked.”

    Ahead.

    A whole row of world-bound lifeforms blocked the way.

    “Let’s talk.”

    Shen Ye said.

    Those world-bound lifeforms all exchanged glances, a playful look on their faces.

    But Shen Ye didn’t care what they thought.

    “Door.”

    He muttered.

    The Ghostfire motorcycle crashed directly into the door, arriving at the dead planet.

    Shen Ye put away the motorcycle, opened his storage bracelet, threw a hundred atomic bombs directly into the door, then pulled out the controller, setting it to detonate in 5 seconds.

    He closed the door.

    “Delia, I have a question.”

    “What?”

    “If all these world-bound life forms die, can they return to the living world?”

    “No, life and death are the most solemn laws.”

    “—Hearing you say that puts my mind at ease.”

    Shen Ye pressed his hand into the void.

    He waited for a while.

    He summoned the door again.

    —This was a door marked by “Star Shift,” located in the air above the city.

    The door opened.

    In the city square in the distance.

    Dozens of world-bound life forms simultaneously unleashed spells, sealing the powerful explosion within a translucent space.

    “Well done, it seems we’ll have to raise the stakes.”

    Shen Ye threw in 500 atomic bombs, setting the timer for 5 seconds.

    He closed the door.

    —At the moment the door closed, he heard a voice filled with murderous intent:

    “Damn it, we’ll tear you to pieces.”

    Shen Ye slightly closed his eyes.

    Tear him to pieces?

    He thought for a moment, then pulled out his phone:

    “Kunlun.”

    “Present.”

    “All hydrogen bombs are to be set for timed detonation and delivered here immediately—this concerns the safety of the world, don’t complain to me.”

    “…Just a moment, I’m dealing with it.”

    Time slowly passed.

    “Are you planning to just break ties completely?” Delia asked curiously.

    “I had thought the ‘Name’ of ‘Silent Baron’ would have some effect, but they don’t care about my ‘Name’ at all, which leads to two different consequences,” Shen Ye said.

    “What consequences?” Delia asked.

    “The first consequence is that the great existence who was ignored comes down personally to deal with them—this would consume her power and greatly embarrass her, and I wouldn’t benefit either;”

    “The second consequence is that I settle the matter myself, proving that I am worthy of the ‘Silent Baron’ name, and also demonstrating her authority for that great existence.”

    Shen Ye paused, then continued:

    “—I choose the second.”

    Delia thought for a moment, then nodded, “What you say makes sense, but how do you plan to settle this?”

    “Until they beg for mercy,” Shen Ye said.

    After speaking, he leaned back against the floor, quietly waiting for Kunlun to deliver the goods.

    Thousands of hydrogen bombs.

    Atomic bombs.

    Let’s play like this!

    Delia said, “Those world-bound lifeforms are already dead, so their remaining power must be very limited.”

    “They might want to extract benefits from you, but right now, in order to prevent you from destroying their world, they have to expend more power.”

    “I guess they’ll come to negotiate with you soon.”

    Shen Ye pondered for a moment, then rose and walked into the bathroom, taking down the mirror inside.

    —The reason he didn’t use the Guanghan Ice Mirror was that he didn’t want to reveal too many of his skills and identity.

    With this mirror, everything would be easier.

    Shen Ye activated “My Reflection in the Mirror” to enter the mirror world, then placed all the atomic bombs on the ground, piling them into a small mountain.

    Then, he returned to the real world.

    “What are you busy with?” Delia asked curiously.

    “I prefer to assume the worst,” Shen Ye said.

    No sooner had the words left his lips.

    His eyelids drooped, and he involuntarily stifled a yawn.

    Here it comes again.

    These creatures, just as the Monarch speculated, still hadn’t given up on killing him.

    Why was this happening?

    A flash of inspiration crossed Shen Ye’s mind.

    That planet!

    Although the planet had been swallowed by the great existence, the bodies of the world-bound life forms belonging to the planet remained in the World Graveyard.

    They got the bodies.

    They wanted more.

    This was the trap the Monarch had laid for him!

    Shen Ye yawned again, muttering a few words.

    He was already drowsy.

    The uncontrollable sleepiness made him close his eyes and fall into a deep sleep.

    But as he drifted off, he clutched the mirror tightly in his arms.

    He closed his eyes.

    He opened his eyes.

    At the same time, he immediately activated “My Reflection in the Mirror”.

    The whistling of countless spells echoed in his ears, along with various physical attacks, such as weapons and blades striking his body.

    But Shen Ye was not harmed.

    “Realm of Dharma, First Layer: My Reflection in the Mirror.”

    “Special Ability: For one second after completing a body swap, you are invulnerable to harm.”

    He entered the mirror directly.

    However, under various attacks, the mirror shattered into thousands of pieces, scattering across the ground.

    —This resulted in thousands of mirror worlds.

    In the mirror, Shen Ye looked out.

    The world-bound lifeforms crammed the surroundings, packed so tightly that not even water could trickle through.

    “Damn it, how did he escape!”

    A furious roar erupted.

    “It seems to be… the power from the previous epoch, that extremely insane profession…”

    Shen Ye, in the mirror, was about to release nuclear weapons when he suddenly paused.

    Oh, they know!

    These world-bound lifeforms were indeed knowledgeable.

    Let’s hear what else they have to say.

    “Impossible, I heard that guy was sealed.”

    “Strong individuals chosen by countless worlds are responsible for guarding it.”

    “Could it be…”

    “It got out?”

    “Hmph, how can there be a profession like ‘Soul Lord of No Life’ in this world, it’s really…”

    “It seems that’s him.”

    The world-bound lifeforms chattered among themselves.

    Shen Ye listened for a while, found no new information, and gradually lost interest.

    “Door.”

    He muttered softly.

    In the mirror world.

    A door appeared beside him.

    He pushed the door open.

    On the other side was the motel on the dead planet.

    The mirror in the bathroom was gone.

    Apart from that, everything else was as usual.

    Shen Ye stood at the door, pulled out the timer, set the explosion time to 5 seconds, and then pressed “Start.”

    Beep, beep, beep!

    “Counting down!”

    “5!”

    “4!”

    The timer emitted an alert sound.

    Shen Ye threw the timer at the pile of atomic bombs behind him, then, without looking back, stepped through the door.

    The moment he stepped through, he released the “My Reflection in the Mirror” technique.

    Thus.

    In the eyes of those world-bound lifeforms, the course of events took on a different appearance.

    Accompanying the release of the “My Reflection in the Mirror” technique—

    Suddenly, mountains of “contaminated bombs” appeared on the ground.

    A cold electronic voice was counting down, and it had already reached the end:

    “1!”

    A bright light.

    An incredibly intense light replaced everything, blossoming in the World Graveyard.

    “Now you’ve made mortal enemies of them.”

    Delia said.

    “They attacked me as soon as I arrived; this proves that the struggle is a matter of life and death, with no room for negotiation,” Shen Ye agreed.

    He picked up his phone and continued to prompt:

    “Kunlun, are you capable or not? Hurry up, I want hydrogen bombs!”

    The power of atomic bombs is usually tens of thousands of tons of TNT equivalent, while the power of hydrogen bombs can be as large as tens of millions of tons of TNT equivalent.

    They are simply not comparable.

    “Didn’t you plan to wait until they begged for mercy?” Delia asked.

    “The situation has changed, I’m going to wipe them out,” Shen Ye said.

    No sooner had the words left his lips.

    He subconsciously looked up.

    He saw that the descriptor floating above his head had changed:

    “Your descriptor ‘Silent Baron’ has received a blessing, and its attributes have been fully updated.”

    “Silent Baron.”

    “Identity-based descriptor.”

    “Description: Every 24 hours, you can designate a quarter of an hour to observe everything that happens during that quarter of an hour from the perspective of Cha Lu Qituoli Ke, the Creator of the Fourth Epoch, limited to observing events related to you.”

    “Activation method: Designate a quarter of an hour, and silently recite ‘Gaze’.”

    “—She once gazed upon you, and will continue to gaze upon you.”

    From the change in this descriptor, it seemed that the great existence was finally willing to let herself be known by her true name.

    This symbolized a form of recognition.

    —The descriptor was finally useful!

    Shen Ye let out a sigh of relief.

    Indeed, in this world, everything had to be fought for.

    Now, it remained to be seen what exactly the Monarch had done to make the world-bound lifeforms in the World Graveyard want to kill him so badly.

    Shen Ye immediately murmured “Gaze”.

    The descriptor effect activated!

    The surroundings rippled like twisted water, then turned into nothingness.

    That moment reappeared before his eyes.

    However, this time Shen Ye observed everything from a third-person perspective.

    —This was the perspective of Cha Lu Qituoli Ke, the Creator of the Fourth Epoch!

    A dark, deserted city.

    A young man descended and fought with the giant who possessed time-manipulating powers.

    He fought very hard.

    There seemed to be nothing wrong.

    But Shen Ye noticed that his perspective had changed.

    The young man’s body became transparent.

    Behind him, among the countless slender arms, two arms, obscured by all the others, gently formed a spell seal.

    Shen Ye looked at the spell seal, and suddenly a hint of disdain arose in his heart.

    —This was the emotion of the Creator Cha Lu Qituoli Ke!

    Through her gaze, Shen Ye saw through this spell seal of the Monarch.

    It was a hidden contract—

    “Dirty Deal.”

    “Pre-pay a stake. If someone is willing to carry out a premeditated killing, they can immediately claim the stake.”

    “Stake: The corpse of a world lifeform.”

    “Target of killing: The soul of this body.”

    “Contract activation conditions:”

    “Taking the stake signifies that the contract is established.”

    Shen Ye watched the battle.

    The Monarch defeated the world-bound lifeform, then left its corpse on the ground, uncared for.

    It was so obliging.

    It also signed a contract with itself to stabilize itself.

    Then it urged itself to leave.

    —This was to facilitate those who wanted to activate the “Dirty Deal.”

    During this process.

    Shen Ye saw one rune after another condense in the void, linking together, and gently falling onto him, becoming a pulling spell.

    The killing intent was already laid.

    After he left—

    The corpse of the world-bound lifeform indeed disappeared.

    The contract activated.

    That was roughly it.

    Time was up.

    The quarter of an hour ended.

    Shen Ye closed his eyes, reopened them, and understood everything.

    —This descriptor named “Silent Lord” was actually quite useful for gathering information and finding omissions.

    Recalling the nuclear weapons he had just released—

    “Do you think they had time to cast spells and seal off the explosion?” Shen Ye asked.

    “Probably not, but they’d seal it even if it killed them. Otherwise, if the explosive pollution continued, the planet, even if dead, still couldn’t bear it,” Delia explained.

    Shen Ye nodded, then searched the room again.

    There can only be one “Dark Devourer.”

    Those were the Monarch’s exact words.

    Good.

    Very good.

    Even the seal in the great tomb couldn’t kill you.

    But people are different.

    People are alive, constantly growing and becoming stronger.

    —There can only be one “Dark Devourer.”

    When I have absorbed the nightmare spell from the great tomb, it won’t be too late to eliminate you.

    As for now—

    Let’s eliminate those who made deals with you first.

    Shen Ye sat down at the desk, found a small cosmetic box in the drawer, which contained a palm-sized mirror.

    —Any mirror would do.

    Unfortunately, he didn’t have any nuclear weapons now.

    Should he hold out for a bit?

    He involuntarily yawned.

    “Here it comes again, they still haven’t given up…”

    As soon as the words fell.

    Shen Ye closed his eyes.

    At that instant, he activated “My Reflection in the Mirror”.

    He opened his eyes.

    Shen Ye opened his eyes in the mirror.

    Outside the mirror was already the World Graveyard.

    A group of world-bound life forms gathered.

    The leading world-bound lifeform held a mirror and said in a deep voice:

    “Who can cast a trans-world level seal?”

    “Even a curse of this level will do, all of you come over, this time we not only need to seal him, but also curse him to death!”

    Following his command, seven or eight world-bound lifeforms squeezed closer.

    Shen Ye grinned.

    You’re casting a trans-world seal?

    He raised his hand, level with his shoulder, and whispered:

    “Dharma Aspect, Cold Palace.”

    A majestic palace appeared behind him.

    Borrowing the power of the Dharma Aspect, frost mist gradually swirled around his raised hand.

    For a time.

    The vast white frost that wreathed the lofty palaces and jade towers came one after another, thoroughly merging into his hand.

    “Guanghan Palace · My Reflection in the Mirror.”

    Shen Ye whispered.

    —This was a professional skill unleashed with the aid of the Dharma Aspect, its power was incomparable!

    For a time.

    Thousands upon thousands of icy mirrors appeared between heaven and earth.

    They were like countless planets, each with its own orbit, moving swiftly and independently.

    Shen Ye stepped forward, instantly disappearing into one of the mirrors.

    What was incredibly mysterious was that the moment he entered that mirror, tens of thousands of mirrors from all directions illuminated it.

    Thus, every mirror contained Shen Ye’s reflection.

    This happened in a fleeting moment.

    Immediately after, all the mirrors began to move rapidly again.

    Shen Ye shuttled freely between the mirrors.

    But every mirror held him, every mirror was a separate world.

    How could they find him?

    And how could they target him and unleash trans-world attacks on him?

    Several of the world-bound life forms encircled, looked and looked, then quietly retreated, quickly leaving.

    —They abandoned the contract!

    “Hey, you’re just running away like that? This is just some garbage possessed by someone, and you’re afraid?”

    The leader shouted.

    Several world-bound life forms stopped.

    “Haven’t you noticed by now?” one world-bound lifeform said. “He’s just stalling for time. If he really wanted to leave, he would have left already.”

    Another immediately added, “Besides, honestly, if this guy was really that easy to kill, why wouldn’t the Monarch’s cosmic worm kill him personally?”

    “Exactly, I think the Monarch is actually sealed, and helpless.”

    “This meat is too hot to handle, we can’t eat it.”

    “We’re already dead, and we can’t replenish our power. We can’t keep fighting against this troublesome guy.”

    They left.

    There were still quite a few world-bound lifeforms remaining.

    But when they looked at the mirror again, they found it empty.

    Shen Ye had vanished.

    The dead planet.

    The hotel.

    Shen Ye pushed open a door, walked in, and stood in the room, quietly waiting.

    At some point.

    Knock, knock, knock—

    Finally, a knock sounded at the door.

    He opened the door.

    A major stood at the doorway, handing over a briefcase.

    “This is your semester award from Kunlun, Student Shen Ye.”

    The major had no idea what was in the briefcase, simply following the mission instructions.

    —And really, such a small matter didn’t need to be taken too seriously.

    The major recalled, a relaxed expression on his face, “I remember when I was still studying at Gui Xu High School, I never received an award personally issued by Kunlun.”

    “Keep up the good work, Student Shen Ye!”

    “Thank you, I also didn’t expect it to give me an award. Anyway, I will continue to work hard in the future to become stronger as soon as possible and protect this world,” Shen Ye said.

    The major nodded with satisfaction, then waved goodbye to him.

    The door closed.

    Footsteps receded.

    Kunlun’s voice, tinged with anxiety, came from the phone:

    “A total of 3000 hydrogen bombs, timers set, ready for use at any time.”

    “This is mechanical martial arts that destroy everything.”

    “Student Shen Ye, please don’t destroy this world.”

    “Relax, I never go crazy on my own people,” Shen Ye said.

    “Crazy? Are you saying you have a mental illness?” Kunlun asked cautiously.

    Shen Ye said, annoyed:

    “Forget it, too lazy to say more to you—once I use up all these hydrogen bombs, you should be back to normal.”

    Earlier in the World Graveyard, he had attached door attributes to many places, which could be activated and used.

    In addition.

    There were two teleportation points set by Star Shift.

    Only one had been used.

    The remaining one could just be used up.

    Shen Ye waved his hand, conjuring the Ice Mirror, walked into it, opened the briefcase, took out 2000 hydrogen bombs, and carefully arranged them.

    When he finished this task, he couldn’t help but yawn and feel sleepy.

    Good.

    It seems they still haven’t given up.

    He wondered what methods they had prepared this time.

    But would he be so easily teleported over there?

    He who strikes first gains the upper hand; he who strikes last suffers.

    Shen Ye pulled out the timer, held it, and reached his hand into the Ice Mirror.

    Signal synchronization.

    Activate all hydrogen bombs.

    Set for five-second detonation.

    A beautiful voice followed:

    “About to destroy everything.”

    “Countdown begins.”

    “5!”

    Alright.

    Shen Ye threw the timer into the pile of hydrogen bombs, then withdrew his hand, opened a door, and casually tossed the Ice Mirror through.

    He reabsorbed the Guanghan Ice Mirror.

    Then—

    He lifted the restriction of “My Reflection in the Mirror”.

    He muttered in his heart.

    Through the door, he saw the Ice Mirror transform into a mist of ice and instantly fly back.

    The 2000 hydrogen bombs hidden in the mirror fell from mid-air.

    The timer was still beeping:

    “1!”

    Bang.

    Shen Ye closed the door.

    After all that work, he suddenly felt a bit hungry.

    He casually pulled out a chocolate bar, tore off the wrapper, and began to eat it.

    This stuff was high in calories, perfect for replenishing energy.

    Speaking of high calories—

    He wondered if the World Graveyard was satisfied with his offering, as 2000 hydrogen bombs also carried quite a lot of heat.

    Shen Ye quickly finished the chocolate, and suddenly felt full.

    Not only was he full, but he felt as though he had just woken up, refreshed and invigorated.

    What?

    Are you not using that spell to pull me over anymore?

    Weren’t you going to put me into a deep slumber, then drag me over, and then kill me?

    Did you give up?

    As he was thinking, he suddenly saw hidden runes appear in the void, linking together to form a line of human text:

    “Sir, may I ask your name?”

    —This was the spell seen from the perspective of the Creator Cha Lu Qituoli Ke!

    Now it had changed!

    “Baxter,” Shen Ye said.

    All the runes once again pieced together into new human characters:

    “Respected Baxter, please allow us to extend our deepest apologies.”

    “We sincerely hope to maintain peace with you, and we do not wish for you to be provoked by petty individuals and inadvertently harm us.”

    Shen Ye read it back and forth once, nodded in satisfaction, and said:

    “Delia, look, they can still speak human language.”

    Delia sighed and said:

    “With 2000 hydrogen bombs thrown at them, even dogs would desperately try to stand up and speak human language.”

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