Gates of the Myriad Realms Chapter 344
by“Welcome back, Brother Peiqi.”
A seemingly ordinary man emerged from behind a tree.
“Ah, it’s you!” Shen Ye exclaimed, surprised.
—Wasn’t this the leader of the Brotherhood of Shadows at the human encampment back then!
The first time he met him, it was in the camp of the Hand of Shadows.
He even sold fake death kits with horses and daggers.
“Brother Peiqi, please follow me.”
The man turned and walked deeper into the woods.
Shen Ye immediately followed.
“The situation is very tense lately. It’s said that the undead side might launch an attack at any moment, firing the first shot of the war,” the man said.
“Do we have any corresponding arrangements?” Shen Ye asked.
“The King has just ascended the throne, and he’s overwhelmed with many things, but he always keeps the front lines in mind. Preparations on all fronts are being intensified.”
“—I came back here today specifically to prepare a Shadow Ritual for you.”
The man said.
Shen Ye listened carefully, though a little confused.
A Shadow Ritual… he hadn’t heard of it before…
But it wasn’t a good time to ask.
He remained silent, following the man deeper into the jungle until they reached a small camp.
Several assassins, dressed in fitted leather armor with short swords and daggers at their waists, had been waiting for a long time.
Seeing Shen Ye arrive, they all made the “love you” gesture and spoke:
“Peiqi.”
“Young Peiqi.”
“Brother Peiqi.”
“Greetings, seniors.” Shen Ye saluted.
“No need for formalities, proceed with the ritual for him immediately,” the man commanded.
Everyone immediately got busy.
They took out various spell-casting materials from the tent, as well as pre-carved rune array components, and began to set up a rudimentary altar on the ground.
“Is there anything I should be aware of?”
Shen Ye couldn’t help but ask tentatively.
The man who led him into the camp, seemingly the leader, replied, “You are Saint Peiqi, personally bestowed by His Majesty. You will surely be able to communicate with the Immortal Realm and gain special blessings.”
Shen Ye tilted his head, silently watching the others set up the altar.
—He hadn’t heard about this before.
“What if I fail?”
Shen Ye probed again.
“Many people only gain power after several attempts at communication,” the assassin leader smiled at him. “Relax, it’s nothing if you fail.”
“Alright,” Shen Ye said.
The altar was quickly completed.
Several assassins stood before the altar, performing a set of extremely complex and elegant movements.
Shen Ye thought they could easily debut as a group.
“Here it comes!”
The assassin leader suddenly shouted.
A faint light glowed on the altar, and energy began to condense into a wind, blowing in all directions.
“Brother Peiqi, hurry! Go up and stand in the middle of the altar!”
Everyone urged.
Two lines of faint text appeared before Shen Ye’s eyes:
“Through this ritual, the Immortal Realm has sensed the keyword ‘Will meet under the moon at Yaotai’ and the pháp tướng ‘Guanghan Palace’ on you.”
“You need to stand in the middle of the altar for further confirmation.”
Alright.
Here goes.
Shen Ye walked to the center of the altar and stood firm.
The other assassins surrounded him, making the “love you” gesture with both hands, and whispered:
“May the shadows protect you, brother.”
The light in the void grew brighter and brighter, all shining upon Shen Ye.
At this moment, a thought suddenly crossed his mind.
Actually—
The Nightmare World itself originated from the Great Tomb Immortal Realm’s Heaven-Shaking Art.
Perhaps this was the real reason why the Nightmare World could communicate with the Immortal Realm and receive its blessings.
Suddenly.
The light in mid-air grew more and more intense, the energy infusion condensing into a giant, visible white beam of light.
Standing in this beam of light, Shen Ye felt his whole body filled with power.
In an instant.
Shen Ye felt a joyful and exultant emotion.
Faint text quickly appeared:
“Eons ago, the Queen Mother of the swarm that occupied the tomb of the Immortal Realm was defeated by you and your companions. Your companion took away the Heaven-Shaking Art, and you remained, guarding the death planet until this moment.”
“The Immortal Realm has sensed your aura.”
“In further contact, your keyword and pháp tướng resonated with the Immortal Realm.”
“Your current resonance with the Immortal Realm has increased to infinity.”
“Congratulations.”
“You have gained the recognition of the Immortal Realm, which has infused your pháp tướng with energy.”
“—You have received a secret mission bestowed by the Immortal Realm, thereby gaining the title of:
“Deeply Hidden Selector.”
“Unique.”
“Description: You can initiate the ‘Immortal Realm Trial.’ Among those who pass the ‘Trial,’ only if someone is recognized and recommended by you can they gain the trust of the Immortal Realm, thereby entering a relatively safe area within the Immortal Realm, receiving reconstruction missions given by the Immortal Realm, and earning themselves the opportunity for gradual growth.”
“Reward: Each time you recommend a certain number and quality of professionals to the Immortal Realm, the Immortal Realm will feedback some power to help you switch to a higher-level profession or acquire relics of the Immortal Realm.”
“—To rebuild the Immortal Realm of the extreme high-dimensional universe, everything is necessary.”
In an instant.
All light disappeared.
The altar returned to its original state.
“It seems to have succeeded!”
The assassin leader said excitedly.
“Mhm, yes.” Shen Ye nodded.
“As expected of Saint Peiqi—you don’t have to tell me, the blessing of the Immortal Realm is your own secret. I’m just happy for you!” the assassin leader said.
“Indeed, the power of our Hand of Shadows has grown stronger,” an assassin said.
“With each extra brother, we become more adept at dealing with the undead,” another assassin added.
Shen Ye glanced at his pháp tướng.
The energy reached 3000 points.
He could do so many things!
The Immortal Realm was truly generous!
It was inconvenient now, but he would study it carefully when he had time.
“Thank you, everyone, truly, thank you very much.”
Shen Ye said sincerely.
After all their efforts just now, he really should treat them to a drink.
But he had a lot to do right now.
Later, perhaps.
“Wait a moment,” the assassin leader said.
He ducked into the tent and returned to Shen Ye shortly after, holding a letter.
“A letter from His Majesty—he said he couldn’t reach you recently and didn’t know what happened, so he entrusted us to deliver it to you.”
“…Thank you.”
Shen Ye took the letter, broke the wax seal, pulled out a letter, and quickly read it.
He couldn’t help but sigh.
Norton urged him to go to the Imperial Military Academy for further study.
Damn it.
He wanted to go last time too, but there was no opportunity!
What about this time?
“Everyone, I might have to go to the imperial capital,” Shen Ye said.
“Everything is subject to His Majesty’s orders. By the way, I remember you haven’t been enlisted for long. Do you need manpower along the way?” the assassin leader asked.
“No nee—ah, yes, I need—can I choose them myself?” Shen Ye asked.
The assassin leader pulled out a document from his怀, quickly signed it, and then stamped it.
“Here, with this transfer order, you can dispatch a small team to protect you.”
“Thanks, I’ll treat everyone to drinks when I get back,” Shen Ye said.
“No problem, no problem, go handle your business first.”
The assassin leader leaned in, lowering his voice, and said, “Beware of those outsiders. Although they are also human, they only want to earn merits to gain access to the Great Tomb. Don’t trust them.”
“Understood!” Shen Ye said.
Outsiders.
They must be people from outside.
He had arrived early enough, and at that time, the humans of the Nightmare World were not so vigilant. He successfully gained a reliable identity and was even given the title “Peiqi” by Norton, which led to his acceptance.
Others probably didn’t have this privilege.
Shen Ye thought silently as he left the camp.
Right now, it seemed like—
Apart from the matter of the outsiders, the Nightmare World was essentially still on its original trajectory.
But who was currently in power in the Undead Empire?
Why start a war?
The Big Skeleton was still eager to go back to see its mother!
No, he needed to find out more about this.
Shen Ye thought as he returned to the bustling human encampment.
“Peiqi!”
Someone shouted.
Many soldiers turned to look at him.
“That’s Saint Peiqi, who defeated the undead assassin and saved His Majesty’s life.”
“It’s him, he looks so young.”
“But he’s very powerful.”
Everyone whispered.
Shen Ye could only force a stiff smile and greet everyone.
Two camp inspectors ran over and asked:
“Peiqi, where is your identification? Which army are you with?”
Shen Ye handed the transfer order to them.
The inspector unfolded it, looked, and nodded, “Please proceed directly to the third tent ahead, the Army Deployment Command Center. They will arrange everything for you shortly.”
“Thanks.” Shen Ye took back the order and strode forward.
He arrived at the location shortly.
Walking into the tent, he saw a line of soldiers standing inside.
An officer sat behind a desk, legs crossed, looking at these soldiers with an amused expression.
“Sir, please give us a chance.”
A soldier said earnestly.
“Why am I not giving you a chance?” the officer snorted. “I tell you to stay on the front lines and fight well, but you keep making excuses and want me to assign you to other tasks?”
“Report!” Shen Ye shouted.
The officer turned to look, immediately stood up, and laughed:
“Peiqi? Why haven’t you gone to the imperial capital yet?”
“I’m about to go. Please take a look at this.” Shen Ye handed over the transfer order.
The officer looked at the order, verified the seal, and playfully patted his shoulder, saying:
“Alright, you go pick people. Anyone you fancy is fine. The squad limit is six people. Once you’ve picked all of them, come find me.”
“Thank you, sir.”
Shen Ye waved to the officer and was about to leave when he heard a voice from behind saying, “Wait a moment.”
He turned back to see the team of soldiers all staring at him.
“Did you call me?”
Shen Ye asked.
“Can you consider us? We all have good strength and can definitely protect you to the imperial capital,” the leading soldier said.
Shen Ye hadn’t noticed before, but now that he looked closely, he realized these people were quite old, and each exuded strong power fluctuations.
—They were probably around the fifth or sixth level of the Law Realm.
“With your strength, you’re just soldiers?”
Shen Ye asked in surprise.
The officer quickly tugged at his sleeve and said, “These are outsiders, not to be trusted.”
Outsiders?
When the Nine Aspects was still around, Shen Ye was at least a “Heavenly King” level professional on the Death Planet.
Although he wasn’t a “Heavenly King” this time around, he knew most of those powerful professionals.
These people, however, were very unfamiliar.
—They must be from other planets.
Xu Xingke had also warned him to be careful of these people.
Shen Ye mused, then spoke:
“You haven’t earned any merits on the battlefield, yet you’re thinking of going to the imperial capital. I suspect you have ill intentions, so I can’t use you.”
The soldiers exchanged glances.
One of them stepped forward and fiercely shouted, “Brat, you’d better listen, or else—”
“Presumptuous!” the officer roared. “Guards!”
Before he finished speaking.
The entire tent was immediately surrounded.
Two teams of heavily armored Great Knights entered the tent, drew their weapons, and pointed them at the soldiers.
The leader of the soldiers quickly pulled that man behind him, a placating smile on his face, and said:
“Gentlemen, my man was just joking with that half-grown boy, it’s not worth making a big fuss.”
He emphasized the words “half-grown boy.”
—Actually, it would have been better if he hadn’t said that. As soon as he did, all the Great Knights’ swords pointed at him.
“How dare you insult someone bearing the name of Saint Peiqi?”
The officer spoke coldly and made a killing gesture.
Kill?
A thought suddenly surfaced in Shen Ye’s mind.
Should he try the “Trial of the Immortal Realm”?
Even if they survived, he just wouldn’t let them pass, that’s all.
He had to see how this “Selector” thing worked.
“Launch the trial—let’s see if they can survive.”
He thought to himself.
The next instant.
As soon as the officer completed his killing gesture, dozens of Great Knights attacked.
“Damn it, relying on you guys—”
The soldier leader roared, leading his subordinates to resist.
A violent sonic boom suddenly erupted in the void.
Boom!
The Great Knights collectively unleashed a sword technique called “Sonic Slash.”
The invisible slashes instantly pierced through the tent.
Limbs were scattered everywhere!
Those soldiers were all killed on the spot without even unleashing their pháp tướng.
Shen Ye stood aside, clenching his fists tightly, not uttering a sound.
—It was completely different from before!
The strength of these Great Knights, each of them at the sixth level of the Law Realm, and even one at the seventh level.
Their combat experience was also abundant, they acted without mercy, and cooperated with each other, it was naturally easy to kill those guys.
But—
When did the human army become so strong?
Was it the blessing of the Immortal Realm?
Or did the Nine Aspects not destroy the world’s defenses, so the world became increasingly powerful?
“Clean up! Everyone else, disperse!”
The officer commanded.
Several personal guards immediately entered the tent and began to clear the bodies.
The others gradually dispersed.
Seeing Shen Ye still there, the officer smiled and patted his shoulder:
“Brother Peiqi, don’t mind these uncouth outsiders. His Majesty personally sent a letter asking about you, urging us to expedite matters—you should hurry and pick your people.”
“Okay, thank you.”
Shen Ye bid farewell to the officer and walked out of the tent.
Outside, a team of spearmen had just arrived and were resting in place, and a messenger hurried over to liaise with the team’s commander.
This busy and lively scene brought Shen Ye back to his senses.
“Spearmen…”
He paid close attention and found that even the most ordinary soldiers on these front-line positions had the strength of the first or second level of the Law Realm.
After just a few days, was the Nightmare World so powerful now?
Shen Ye walked forward leisurely.
Lines of faint text quickly appeared before his eyes:
“This Immortal Realm Trial has ended. All tested individuals failed, none passed.”
“The cost of this operation will be settled from the tested individuals.”
“You have acquired a portion of their supplies, which have been directly transferred to your pháp tướng by the Immortal Realm.”
“Other supplies were collected by the Immortal Realm as energy replenishment for launching the trial.”
Shen Ye was stunned.
This Immortal Realm was quite something, very good at managing resources.
And from its characteristics, it, like him, could freely place things into its pháp tướng.
—”Will meet under the moon at Yaotai” and “Guanghan Palace” both came from it.
Without this keyword and pháp tướng, he couldn’t cooperate with it at all.
No wonder he was the “unique” Selector!
Shen Ye slowed his steps, walked to the slope by the road, and looked down at the training ground below the camp.
Logically, it would be problematic for someone as idle as him to be at the front lines before a major war.
The camp inspector immediately walked over, but upon realizing it was “Saint Peiqi,” he simply smiled and went about his other duties.
—He indeed had His Majesty’s permission to recruit people to return to the imperial capital.
Moreover, this was a young man with the name “Saint Peiqi.”
He came from a human territory already wiped out by the undead, was loyal and pure, and even saved the king’s life.
Why bother him?
No one disturbed Shen Ye.
However, several mess hall soldiers passed by him, conveniently placing a small tin flask filled with grape juice into his hand.
“Thanks, brother.”
Shen Ye nodded his acknowledgment to them.
“No problem, Brother Peiqi.” The mess hall soldiers grinned and walked away with their load.
Shen Ye observed the professionals on the training ground while taking small sips of grape juice.
After watching for a while, he focused his spiritual power on his pháp tướng.
He saw that there was indeed a two-meter by two-meter large box inside the pháp tướng.
“Do you want to open it?”
The Big Skeleton asked.
“Open it and take a look,” Shen Ye said.
The Big Skeleton found a branch and poked at the large box from a distance, trying to pry open the lid.
“You’re being too cautious,” Shen Ye joked.
“I have to be careful! I’ve read the Book of the Dead, and the runes on this box constitute an ancient defensive spell, and we don’t have the corresponding opening runes,” the Big Skeleton said.
Shen Ye thought for a moment and asked, “How many Books of the Dead does your Undead Empire have?”
“How many!” The Big Skeleton glared at him. “Only an Undead Monarch can gain the power to command all undead, and thus be passed down this sole Book of the Dead by the Lord of the Underworld.”
“But you haven’t become a Monarch,” Shen Ye said.
“I am the rightful heir! Now that my mother has resurrected, do you think I can become the Monarch when I return to the Undead Empire?” the Big Skeleton said proudly.
Shen Ye remained silent.
He didn’t know the situation in the Undead Empire yet, so he wouldn’t tell it anything for now, lest it get anxious.
The box was poked open.
A powerful spell rushed out of the box, but it flickered in the void and then completely disappeared.
“Eh? Was it that weak?”
The Big Skeleton asked, puzzled.
Shen Ye glanced at the small text in the void:
“The pháp tướng has absorbed the energy of this spell.”
“Current energy: 3050.”
A defensive counterattack spell provided 50 points of energy, which was quite good.
Once these matters were taken care of, he would begin constructing his pháp tướng immediately!
“Let’s see what’s inside!”
The Big Skeleton walked forward, rubbing its hands, and peered into the box.
Inside, neat rows of black bottles were placed, and above all the bottles, there was something that looked like a token.
“It’s a magic bomb!”
The Big Skeleton shrieked and slammed the box shut.
“You’re so scared. Is it that powerful?” Shen Ye asked.
“Nonsense! Any single bomb in there has the same power as a Soul Shock Bomb and can directly blow your soul to smithereens,” the Big Skeleton said.
Soul Shock Bomb?
It was quite powerful; it had saved Norton and killed the enemy back then.
Shen Ye suddenly recalled the scene in the tent just now.
If the Great Knights had been a little weaker or slower to act, and the “outsiders” had used these bombs…
He dared not imagine.
“Don’t be scared, there’s also an iron-like object inside, take it out and let’s see,”
Shen Ye said.
The Big Skeleton had no choice. It nervously opened the box and pulled out the iron piece.
On the iron piece were words Shen Ye had never seen before.
The Big Skeleton glanced at it and said:
“These are characters from another branch of human civilization, leaning towards depicting the forms of all things. The script is very elegant.”
It casually picked up a Nightmare Crystal, infused the knowledge of the characters into it, and then crushed it within the pháp tướng.
Shen Ye immediately received the transmission.
—The Lord of the Underworld chose the Big Skeleton as his successor, perhaps because it could absorb anything and was also truly knowledgeable.
“Look at the words on it.”
“Okay.”
The Big Skeleton held up the token.
The token read:
“Order: Join the Nightmare World, spare no effort in investigating ways to enter the Great Tomb Immortal Realm, and you must find intelligence on the ‘Heaven-Shaking Art’!”
“Do not make any mistakes; violators will be severely punished.”
Heaven-Shaking Art, huh.
It could turn reality into a dream, allowing it to be destroyed at will.
This alone possessed unimaginable power.
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Not to mention it could turn dreams into reality.
—It should be a relatively important, high-level core spell in the Immortal Realm.
However, this spell had already been taken away by Charlotte.
Charlotte had long foreseen the current situation, fearing that too many, too powerful, and too crazy people would go to the Death Planet.
If these people couldn’t find the Heaven-Shaking Art, perhaps they would gradually stop coming.
Shen Ye thought silently, then suddenly spoke:
“Hey, Feilun.”
“You suddenly call my name, I’m still a bit unaccustomed,” the Big Skeleton replied a little awkwardly.
“Because I need to tell you something important—I’ve found that the Nightmare World has become stronger. Any soldier casually has the strength of the first or second level of the Law Realm.”
“Really?”
“Why would I lie to you!”
“Then the undead…”
“Exactly. So you must cultivate diligently lately, otherwise, if you return to the Undead Empire and your strength is the worst among your mother’s sons, it won’t look good, and you might even be in danger, you understand,” Shen Ye said in a serious tone.
“Makes sense… truly makes sense. It seems I need to cultivate seriously for a while!” the Big Skeleton murmured.
“Keep it up.”
“Mhm, don’t you dare go back to the Undead Empire right now, I need to improve my strength.”
“…Keep it up.”
Shen Ye withdrew his attention and looked back at the training ground below the hillside.
Things were settled.
Now, select people and return to the imperial capital.
A commotion suddenly erupted on the training ground.
It turned out that two groups of new recruits were forming formations to fight each other, and the intense clashing sound of weapons was too strong, attracting the attention of other units.
“Ugh… how could I forget them…”
Shen Ye murmured.
Yes—
To find trustworthy companions, of course, it was Xiao San and Xiao Mengyu!
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