Gates of the Myriad Realms Chapter 466

The Sea of Truth.

A giant ship.

In the deepest hold of the ship, cabin room number seventy-five.

Shen Ye sat cross-legged on a chair, his gaze fixed on the void, anxiously observing the battle.

His sight pierced through numerous obstacles, landing directly on the battlefield.

—Fourth floor of the cabin.

Song Yinchen’s eyes flickered, scanning the entire scene.

Pupil Technique · Yin-Yang Divine Transformation · Yin God’s Tomb!

In an instant.

The seven or eight giants that had just appeared on the opposite side stiffened in place, unable to move.

This was a pupil technique that directly trapped the opponent’s soul!

“Good opportunity!”

Cang Nanyan leaped forward, flames igniting in his hands, and pressed them toward the chest of one of the giants.

Boom—

He flew back, spitting out blood.

“What happened?”

Song Yinchen asked, surprised.

“They have protective shields. If the overall attributes aren’t high enough, they can’t be broken at all,” Nangong Sirui said in a deep voice.

The others all looked at Xiao Mengyu.

“I’m too weak…” Xiao Mengyu sighed.

Entry—

“Creator of the Earth” activated!

A streak of light, like a fish, darted across the field, then “clang” flew back into its scabbard.

There was a moment of silence.

Puff, puff, puff, puff—

Only then did blood holes appear on the giants’ foreheads.

“Hmm… so this is your combat power…”

One of the giants grinned, revealing its sharp teeth, and said mockingly.

Due to its injury, a brutal glint flashed in its eyes.

A dark aura emanated from its body.

“The head is not the giants’ vital point,” Nangong Sirui said quickly.

“Their strength has been suppressed by the entries, but their physical toughness remains, and their vitality is extremely vigorous!” Xiao Mengyu also shared information.

Song Yinchen’s eyes flashed.

The time limit for the pupil technique had arrived!

The giants moved their bodies one after another, wiping the blood from their foreheads.

Three seconds had passed.

Their suppressed strength, thanks to Xiao Mengyu’s entry, also returned to its peak state!

The giants stared at Xiao Mengyu.

“You actually managed to hurt us—now it’s our turn to attack—you will be my lunch today!”

The leading giant said cautiously.

Crimson light gleamed in its eyes.

“Dismiss summons.”

Shen Ye suddenly spoke.

In an instant.

Xiao Mengyu disappeared from the fourth floor.

Almost at the same second, several crimson rays shot out from the giants’ eyes, piercing through the spot where Xiao Mengyu had previously stood.

Fortunately, Xiao Mengyu had already been teleported back to the Death Star!

Shen Ye breathed a slight sigh of relief, then immediately tensed up again.

This time.

He fully understood his weakness, and it could even be said, the current Death Star’s weakness.

—The level is too low!

The opposing giants all had at least the strength of the seventeenth or eighteenth layer of the Dharma Realm.

His side, at most, had the tenth layer of the Dharma Realm.

The gap was too vast!

“I can still fight!” Song Yinchen shouted, waving the long whip in her hand.

Shen Ye nodded slightly.

—The long whip in Song Yinchen’s hand was the Light of Chaos, the ultimate power from the beginning of the universe.

The whip could effectively injure the giants.

The others, their strength and attributes were not enough to participate in the upcoming battle!

“Dismiss summons.”

Shen Ye commanded.

Cang Nanyan sighed and disappeared with Nangong Sirui.

Only Song Yinchen remained.

“What’s wrong? Have you given up? Is this girl your apology?”

The giant leader asked with a half-smile.

Shen Ye gently tapped the table and said, “Issue a mission, bloody fight.”

“Wanshen to lead.”

As soon as the words fell.

On the fourth floor of the cabin, seven or eight ferocious figures quietly emerged.

One of them landed directly on the shoulder of the giant leader, raising its thorn-like claws and piercing through the giant’s head!

“Die!”

The giant still had the strength to retaliate, swinging its fist at its own shoulder.

Thud.

A muffled sound.

Its fist was forcibly blocked.

The being standing on its shoulder said coldly, “Trash at the eighteenth layer of the Dharma Realm dares to be arrogant in front of us?”

This being had a long, flowing carapace dragging behind its back, appearing like a two-winged cloak.

Thin, long arms sprouted from its head.

A humanoid form.

This was the secret master of the Cosmic Council—

Wanshen!

It led a group of Emperor Species insects directly into battle!

For a time.

Flesh and blood flew, and the giants’ screams echoed continuously.

Broken limbs were strewn all over the ground.

—These Emperor Species were not bound by the Death Star’s restrictions.

They were members of the Cosmic Council, with extraordinary strength that surpassed all others. Any cosmic monster had to be cautious in front of them!

Wanshen’s Dharma Realm strength even reached the 24th layer.

Accompanied by crashing sounds, the giants were slaughtered.

Wanshen tried a bite of the giant’s head in its hand, chewed a few times, and then spat it out with a “poof.”

“So unappetizing…”

It wiped its mouth and looked at Song Yinchen.

“Hmm? Little girl, I think I’ve seen you somewhere before.”

Song Yinchen was startled and quickly waved her hand, saying, “No, no! I’ve never seen your Excellency before!”

Wanshen withdrew its gaze and looked at the void in front of it.

“The mission isn’t over yet… are there still enemies?”

The Emperor Species gathered around it, forming a battle formation.

“Are you coming too?”

Wanshen called out to Song Yinchen.

“Oh!” Song Yinchen obediently stepped forward, filling in an open spot in the formation.

“You understand our Emperor Species battle formation quite well.”

Wanshen said.

“Ah! I just stood there randomly, please don’t mind!” Song Yinchen waved her hands frantically again.

Suddenly.

A lanky monster appeared on the ceiling.

This monster, with six arms, climbed on the wall, wearing scarlet armor, and emanating an ominous aura.

In a flash of lightning.

Song Yinchen’s pupils constricted, and she even paused her breathing, immediately letting out a shrill scream:

“Run!”

She soared into the air, swinging the long whip in her hand, unleashing a streak of light containing an invisible波動.

Heaven-Shaking Art!

—She unleashed this ultimate power, yet she shouted “Run.”

The Emperor Species hesitated, but were directly swept away by a force.

Shen Ye!

Shen Ye sat in the room on the bottom floor of the ship, saying softly:

“Dismiss summons.”

In an instant.

All the Emperor Species, along with Song Yinchen, vanished.

Only the Heaven-Shaking Art that Song Yinchen unleashed continued to fly towards the ceiling.

Then—

The monster used four of its arms to stay put, raising only its two hands, to block the Heaven-Shaking Art.

Snap.

A slight vibrating sound echoed in the void.

It blocked it!

Not only that, the entire ceiling and surrounding walls had, in an instant, turned into deep crimson flesh walls.

The immense power unleashed by the Heaven-Shaking Art was directly absorbed by the walls, not a single trace leaking out.

In the bottom hold of the ship.

Shen Ye’s expression became solemn.

Just a moment ago, he felt the ultimate power from the monster.

Song Yinchen felt it too, which was why she immediately shouted “Run.”

—The monster’s overall attributes were above the 20th layer of the Dharma Realm.

With such strength, wielding the ultimate techniques of the era, its power would be astonishingly terrifying.

Although Wanshen was strong, power of the Three Arts level could instantly kill it.

Song Yinchen was only at the 10th layer of the Dharma Realm.

The Heaven-Shaking Art she unleashed was also an ultimate technique, but limited by her low overall attributes, she simply couldn’t block the opponent!

Therefore—

Immediately dismissing all summoned beings and sending them back was the best strategy!

—Both he and the multi-layered universe urgently needed to improve.

He had to quickly enhance everyone’s strength!

The monster paused, then abruptly changed direction, scuttling rapidly towards the stairs to the next floor.

At this moment, no one could stop it.

It was coming to kill Shen Ye!

Shen Ye’s expression remained unchanged, and he softly uttered:

“Châtelet.”

Before the words fully left his lips.

At the staircase entrance between the fourth and third floors of the cabin.

A muffled thud was heard, and the monster was sent flying back.

Immediately after.

A woman in a backless red dress quietly appeared.

She was tall and voluptuous, her long hair no longer the golden of earlier, but pure black.

Just by standing there, she exuded a unique allure.

But her eyes were exceptionally pure.

“I knew it when the universe merged into one. Congratulations.”

The lady smiled charmingly, her voice as clear as a yellow oriole.

—It was Lance.

Her tone suddenly shifted, adding a touch of etherealness and profoundness:

“It seems we’ll have to fight first before we can catch up.”

—It was Pe’a Suo.

Châtelet had four personalities, and the one currently dominant was Pe’a Suo, who possessed magic and precognitive abilities!

On the ceiling.

The monster’s crimson glow intensified.

It lunged, carrying the immense force of ultimate power, directly crashing into Pe’a Suo.

Pe’a Suo was about to strike—

Her long black hair suddenly turned platinum, and her entire demeanor underwent a complete transformation.

Her voice became cold and haughty, attempting to conceal the molten-like passion:

“But I can’t wait.”

Time stood still for an instant.

The monster, along with its armor and spells, shot up into the sky, flying backward, sticking to the ceiling.

The monster’s entire body scattered—as if crushed and pulverized by some immense force, turning into spreading blood, dense on the ceiling and walls.

It was dead.

“I haven’t seen that move from you,” Shen Ye said.

Châtelet, arms crossed, calmly explained:

“A newly cultivated pupil technique, I call it ‘A Glimpse of the Ages’.”

“Why that name?” Shen Ye asked.

“One look from me is equivalent to being beaten by me for ten thousand years—of course, there’s some power from the Heaven-Swirling Art in it.”

—It was also an ultimate power!

Shen Ye sighed, muttering, “Remarkable.”

Threads of blood seeped from the ceiling, thick as paste, forming long, thin strands in the room.

It had been mashed into pulp.

“Should I go to you?”

Châtelet’s voice came from her nose, full of longing, and she turned to walk down the stairs.

But she stopped.

Behind her.

Not far away.

Another monster quietly appeared.

Châtelet looked up, took a deep breath, and calmed herself.

“No matter who you are, hindering me from seeing him will have consequences.”

She said calmly.

The monster had an elephant-like nose, wore silver chainmail, stood like a human, and spoke:

“I’ve come to seek peace.”

“Peace?” Châtelet’s eyes widened.

“Yes, my master has acknowledged your power, so he is willing to share a piece of information with you.”

“Speak.”

“On this floor, there’s another gatekeeper, hidden in the shadows, watching our fight,” the monster confided.

“So that’s it. You don’t want an all-out battle because you’re afraid the person hidden in the dark might seize the opportunity to strike, is that right?” Châtelet’s expression was cold, and she lowered her head to rub her fingers, seemingly nonchalant.

But Shen Ye knew what she was thinking.

—If the other party gave one wrong answer, she would add another layer of flesh paste to the wall.

“Madam, we have no enmity, there’s really no need for such a conflict.”

The monster tossed a cloth bag to Châtelet.

“Inside is my master’s offering, hoping we can coexist peacefully.”

“What is it?” Châtelet asked.

“Seeds.”

“Seeds?”

“Yes, these are Sal Tree seeds. Your ultimate creations will love them.”

Châtelet didn’t speak, but simply spread the cloth bag in her hand.

The next moment.

The cloth bag opened automatically, and dozens of greenish seeds flew out, instantly vanishing into the void.

On Shen Ye’s side, Su Rong’s voice then rang out:

“Sal Trees can live for eight thousand years.”

“Where this tree grows, spiritual energy is abundant; its fruits are numerous, available throughout all seasons, and can be consumed by all living beings to nourish the soul and strengthen mental power; its branches can be used to forge evil-repelling weapons, and its roots are adept at gathering earth’s water.”

“All in all, the Sal Tree is extremely beneficial for the prosperity of civilization.”

“I have already received these seeds and planted them throughout the Death Star, using the world’s original energy to hasten their growth into trees.”

Shen Ye nodded, and was about to speak, when he suddenly saw lines of faint light characters appear before his eyes:

“Received Sal Tree seeds.”

“These tree seeds will promote the development and prosperity of the Death Star.”

“The multi-layered universe rejoices, and according to the truth contract of the Gate of Guardianship, it has granted corresponding power boosts to your Gate abilities.”

“Congratulations.”

“You have received a blessing from the multi-layered universe. Please find this item in the Little Western Heaven.”

Shen Ye was a little curious and couldn’t help but look into the Little Western Heaven.

The cats and dogs were sleeping.

The bronze figure was in a daze.

The tattered truth set still hung there, motionless.

What else?

Wait—

Shen Ye looked towards the wall and saw a brand new pickaxe leaning against the back door.

A second pickaxe!

It seemed that the reward was it!

“Bronze figure.”

Shen Ye called out.

The bronze figure immediately sprang into action, following his will, it grabbed the pickaxe and went to the mine to dig.

It stood beside Shen Ye’s substitute, raised the pickaxe high, and dug into the mountain—

Crack.

As the pickaxe plunged into the ore pile, a line of faint light characters immediately popped up:

“Experience +0.01.”

It works!

Two people digging together, double the upgrade speed!

From now on, redefining the mine; digging other things will also double the speed!

Shen Ye withdrew his gaze and looked back at the fourth floor of the cabin, transmitting a message to Châtelet:

“This gift is quite something.”

Châtelet nodded slightly and swung a palm through the air.

The monster was slapped into a mass of flesh, flying out and sticking to the wall with a “splat,” turning into a uniform layer of fresh red mud.

“Since he approves, then let’s live in peace.”

Châtelet said calmly.

Inside the cabin.

No new monsters appeared.

Châtelet waited for a few more breaths, confirmed that the other party would not make another move, then her figure flickered and disappeared from where she stood.

One breath.

She appeared directly in Shen Ye’s room.

“Long time no see, Baxter.”

She sat on the other side of the table, resting her chin on her hand, looking at Shen Ye with an aloof and cold expression.

Shen Ye stood up, walked around the table, came before her, leaned down, and gently kissed her lips.

Her aloofness crumbled.

“Baxter…”

The woman uttered a soft, aggrieved murmur.

During the kiss, she couldn’t help but reach out and caress his brows, his earlobes, his cheeks, his neck, and his collarbones.

Her arms wrapped around his broad back, holding him tightly.

The woman’s platinum hair turned black, her demeanor rapidly shifting, her dreamy eyes changing from emerald green to azure blue, then to amber.

—It was as if she was constantly changing, from one person to another, then to a third, and then back to the first.

A cycle.

Time seemed to stand still.

But time continued to move forward.

The woman gently swayed her arms, pressing Shen Ye into the chair, and then sat on his lap, kissing him again and again.

Shen Ye was surprised by the softness of her movements, and the absolute strength, and couldn’t help but let out an “Hmm?”

“Hmm,” she hummed softly.

Unwilling to speak aloud, she opted to transmit a message during the kiss: “The reason I left the Death Star was because there were restrictions, and I had to rapidly increase my Dharma Realm strength so I could protect you.”

“Now I am at the 26th layer of the Dharma Realm.”

“Reaching the 30th layer of the Dharma Realm means entering the Door of Truth—I’m almost there.”

Upon hearing this, Shen Ye snapped his fingers.

Lines of faint light characters immediately appeared in the void:

“The current summoning mission ‘Bailout’ has been completed.”

“Issuing mission rewards for Châtelet:”

“Dharma Realm strength increased by one layer.”

Châtelet’s body trembled.

—Her power broke through upwards.

At this moment, having completed Shen Ye’s mission, her strength directly reached the 27th layer of the Dharma Realm!

“I want more,” Châtelet said joyfully.

“Only once a day. Next time, tomorrow,” Shen Ye said.

“I can do other things for you, Baxter. It’s my turn to help you now. If you’re willing, I can even support you,” Châtelet whispered intimately in his ear.

Shen Ye held her in his arms, and just as he was about to speak, he suddenly frowned.

“Then you’ll support me? I’m easy to support,” Châtelet observed the changes in his expression, cautiously shifting her tone.

“No—a pre-arranged matter has come knocking,” Shen Ye said.

It turned out his earlier displeasure wasn’t because of her words.

Châtelet breathed a sigh of relief.

She simply buried her head on his shoulder and quietly asked:

“Do you have to go?”

“I have to go, it’s a contract I signed voluntarily.”

“Do you need help?”

“Not for now.”

“Then summon me after you’re done. I’ll continue scouting the floors below for you.”

“All right.”

“By the way, there’s something strange on that floor just now, it’s in the mural hanging on the wall. Go check it out later.”

“Understood.”

“Then—I’ll wait for you.”

“All right.”

Châtelet smiled, her figure blurred, and finally disappeared from Shen Ye’s sight.

Shen Ye felt the faint, almost imperceptible call, and finally sighed helplessly, murmuring:

“Go.”

The void stirred.

He vanished from where he stood, appearing directly in the depths of the Sea of Truth.

The Spirit King of White Night had been waiting for a long time.

“Manager, I’ve got something good, and I can’t wait to offer it to that great being.”

He shouted excitedly.

Shen Ye’s expression was grim as he stared at this guy who had ruined his plans.

—There was nothing he could do; he had indeed taken this job.

The contract stipulated that the manager was to arrange such sacrificial matters.

He couldn’t refuse.

The Spirit King of White Night pretended to rummage through his pockets, as if searching for something.

“Excuse me! I forgot where I put it. Wait a moment, I’ll find it right away!”

Shen Ye sighed, rubbing his temples, and said:

“Take it out, quickly, I have other things to do.”

“Aren’t you afraid I’ll kill you in the meantime?” the Spirit King of White Night asked.

“You kill the envoy of a great being during a sacrifice, just to hide that secret, guess what your fate will be,” Shen Ye said indifferently.

“What secret?” the Spirit King of White Night asked.

“As soon as you make a move, that great being will immediately receive a letter, which will contain the secret of the ‘Shackles of Feeding Ship’,” Shen Ye said.

The smile disappeared from the Spirit King of White Night’s face.

“Staring at me won’t help,” Shen Ye shrugged, “If anything happens to me, the letter will be sent automatically.”

“Originally, you sacrificed for hundreds of millions of years, successfully gaining the approval of that great being.”

“Even if the great being was a bit annoyed with you, it just avoided you.”

“You guess—”

“When it learns the truth, what will it think then?”

Shen Ye spoke as he stepped forward and patted the Spirit King of White Night’s face.