Gates of the Myriad Realms Chapter 473
byThe ninth deck of the ship.
White Night Spirit King was battling.
It was in one of the eight thousand eight hundred worlds.
—The Deep Sea World.
In this world, one must fight against the monsters in the deep sea, find the map to the next world from them, and only then can one successfully pass the level.
“Die!”
White Night Spirit King shouted.
Opposite him, the monstrous mountain-like creature crashed down, creating a gigantic splash on the sea surface.
White Night Spirit King descended.
On the sea.
Two injured professionals were casting healing spells on themselves.
“Who are you?”
They asked warily.
White Night Spirit King stood with hands on hips, critically observing the spell they were casting, and shook his head:
“Your healing spells are too trashy; let me do it—it’s very cheap, just pay one skill and you can be completely healed by me.”
The two professionals exchanged glances, then scrutinized White Night Spirit King.
Facing their gaze, it released a gentle, energy-filled, holy white light in its hand.
It was a divine healing spell!
The two immediately relaxed, discussed briefly, and then one of them said:
“You do look like an angel… alright, we’re willing to pay the reward.”
“A wise choice!” White Night Spirit King praised.
Its hands exuded holy white light, merging into the bodies of the two professionals, healing them.
Suddenly.
During the healing, White Night Spirit King’s gaze turned to the other side of the sea, as if sensing something.
The distant horizon.
A huge dark shadow suddenly emerged, sending a telepathic message to White Night Spirit King across the ocean.
White Night Spirit King listened silently, the smile on its face gradually fading.
Its features twisted into a crazy, demon-like expression, and the white light from its hands suddenly shot out, landing on the two professionals.
Instantly.
Their injuries healed.
“It’s a good healing spell, certainly better than ours, wait a minute—”
“Enough, stop quickly!”
“STOP!!!”
The two shrieked, their bodies rapidly swelled, exploding into a mist of blood.
The wind blew.
White Night Spirit King stood in the drifting blood mist, completely covered in red.
Blood constantly dripped from its body.
Yet, it seemed to feel nothing, only intently listening to the silent words.
“You saw through my identity… when was that?”
It stared at the distant horizon with a half-smile, its eyes filled with tyrannical killing intent.
Fragmented voices echoed in its mind.
Perhaps considering its mood, this telepathic message was longer and more subtle this time.
After a long while.
White Night Spirit King suddenly smiled again and said:
“Want me to get a little more serious? That would be very expensive—”
“My reward is: directly send me to the twenty-first floor.”
“If I fail the test on the twenty-first floor, I will accept defeat willingly.”
“But if I pass the test on the twenty-first floor—”
“You will belong to me.”
“Deal?”
It paused for a breath.
A response seemed to come from the void.
A genuine joy appeared on White Night Spirit King’s face.
It bowed politely to the void, smiling:
“Such an exciting thing, in itself, is the ultimate enjoyment. I will dedicate myself to this transaction.”
“You should also be prepared.”
“—You will belong to me, and I will not belong to you.”
After saying this, it no longer stared at the distant sea but withdrew its gaze and looked at the two professionals.
On the sea, only two piles of floating, fragmented flesh remained.
“You guys died?”
It said in surprise, its hands emitting an even stronger holy light, landing on the fragmented flesh.
Bodies regrew.
Heads reconstructed.
Features returned.
Souls reattached.
The two were resurrected!
White Night Spirit King, as if having done something insignificant, smiled and said:
“Gentlemen, there was a small unexpected incident just now. To express my apologies, this healing will be free of charge.”
“—Because I am currently filled with anticipation for another matter.”
“Thinking of that matter, my heart is filled with boundless pleasure.”
“I hope you all have a good day too.”
With that, he nodded to the newly resurrected pair, then flew off into the distance.
The two professionals stood stunned for a moment, then suddenly cried and laughed, uttering delirious babble, and rolled into the sea, gradually sinking.
—They had gone mad.
On the other side.
The bottom deck of the ship.
Shen Ye placed the empty instant noodle bowl aside and wiped his mouth.
He rubbed his ring, displaying various treasures on the ground, murmuring:
“These are things I collected.”
“They come from an extremely ancient cultivation civilization, once belonging to the most important sect of that era.”
“Now I’m selling them to you, just give me whatever you deem fit.”
The Valkyrie examined the various treasures on the ground and shook her head, “Everything I have has been swallowed; there’s nothing I can pay you with.”
“Just give me something casual,” Shen Ye emphasized.
The Valkyrie paused for a breath, then suddenly understood his meaning.
At the moment.
Both she and he were agents for that seventeen-tier expert.
He couldn’t reveal any inclinations, otherwise, he would easily be judged as having designs on this ship.
She, however, was different.
—She had already acted against him who “absolutely didn’t want this ship,” and it was done under the ship’s control.
So—
Why couldn’t she continue her agent duties and help that expert?
She absolutely could!
The Valkyrie drew a short dagger, cut a strand of hair, and placed it before Shen Ye.
“Is this enough?”
She asked.
“Enough,” Shen Ye said.
The Valkyrie gathered all the treasures on the ground and directly initiated the sacrifice ritual.
Layers of mist appeared in the void.
The expert’s voice echoed from within the mist:
“Well done—”
“Even small mosquitoes are meat; as long as the believers’ sacrifices come continuously, my power will not be cut off!”
“You sacrifice, and I bestow blessings; we will achieve an eternal cycle!”
“Valkyrie, I bestow a blessing upon you!”
The Valkyrie groaned in pain, her whole body ignited with flame-like runic brilliance.
—She was getting stronger!
Meanwhile.
A subtle telepathic message from the expert suddenly echoed in Shen Ye’s mind:
“White Night Spirit King is the most dangerous fellow on this ship; it will definitely come to kill you.”
“Listen, what I’m about to say concerns your lives—”
“In three minutes, White Night Spirit King will come to kill you.”
“In about seven or eight minutes, the entire ship will completely flip over.”
“The bottom deck will become the twenty-first floor, and the twenty-first floor will be the new bottom deck!”
“If you don’t prepare in advance, you will surely die here!”
“I haven’t thought of any good way—”
The expert’s voice abruptly stopped.
The mist in the void also dissipated.
It seemed its connection to this place was once again severed by the ultimate creation.
Shen Ye, however, no longer cared about his connection with the expert.
Only three minutes!
In three minutes, White Night Spirit King would be here!
What to do?
Shen Ye had no time to think further; he directly put his hands together and cast a spell.
The Valkyrie immediately sensed something.
“You’ve bestowed another ‘Self-Transformation’ upon me?”
“Yes, now I need you to do something,” Shen Ye said.
“What?” the Valkyrie asked.
“Fight your way up, floor by floor, until you reach the twenty-first floor!”
“…Are you sure you want me to do that?”
“Absolutely, this is the only chance for you and me to survive!”
“Alright, I’ll try.”
The Valkyrie turned and headed for the stairs.
“Faster, there’s not much time,” Shen Ye shouted.
The Valkyrie leaped, flew up the stairs, and went to the second floor.
Only Shen Ye remained on this floor.
He checked the time.
Two minutes left.
“Finisher Lord.”
He uttered.
The Finisher Lord of all eras quietly appeared.
“How strong is the White Night Spirit King exactly?” Shen Ye asked.
“Unclear, anyway, none of us here can beat it,” the Finisher Lord said.
“Alright,” Shen Ye sighed, “Just give me one of your things.”
“Is this okay?” The Finisher Lord placed a pendant in Shen Ye’s hand. “This was given to me by her back then. I’ve kept it with me for countless years now.”
“Simp…” Shen Ye murmured under his breath.
“What?”
“Ah, nothing, you go too—go brave the floors, I’ll come find you when the time is right.”
“Yes.”
The Finisher Lord also left.
Shen Ye simply activated the “Creator” keyword power and released the cat-dog.
As soon as this Truth Creation appeared, it cautiously surveyed its surroundings.
“Come, take a look.”
Shen Ye pointed to the ventilation opening on the ceiling.
“Meow-Woof?”
“Look for anything suspicious on this floor—I need any information. If there’s no information, follow the ventilation duct and see where it leads.” Shen Ye plucked a strand of fur from its body.
“Meow-Woof!”
The cat-dog leaped and scurried freely on the wall, quickly heading into the depths of the ship’s cabin.
This time, the dog’s head was in front, the cat’s head behind.
—The dog is good at searching!
Only Shen Ye was left sitting there.
“Door.”
Shen Ye called out.
The door did not appear.
It was suppressed, as expected.
—But there was one thing that the ultimate creation dared not suppress.
Destiny!
Shen Ye spread his hand, revealing two glowing curves on his palm.
The last minute!
He had to act now!
Shen Ye formed a hand seal, and behind him, layers of illusory light and shadow instantly appeared.
Dharma Form descends—
Yin-Yang Two Poles, Relieving Suffering and Crossing Tribulations, Suppressing Fate Divine Mountain!
The void split open before Shen Ye, transforming into two identical worlds, like reflections.
Two worlds, and—
Two completely different destinies.
Shen Ye composed himself, then moved, instantly splitting into two paths.
One of him pursued toward the bottom deck, following the cat-dog, and together they began searching for a hidden spot there.
The other him remained seated.
Waiting.
Waiting.
Waiting for the entity that was coming to kill him.
Time flowed silently.
One minute passed.
On the stairs.
White Night Spirit King’s figure suddenly appeared.
At the same time.
Lines of faint text immediately appeared in the void:
“Current rules have changed.”
“Keywords, spirit arts, and even spells cannot exert their true power.”
“The power of close combat moves has increased.”
“Lasts for one hour.”
“Begin!”
In the void.
Invisible ripples gradually spread.
“Did you feel it?” White Night Spirit King stood on the stairs, asking coldly.
“The rules have changed—that’s easy to perceive,” Shen Ye said.
White Night Spirit King said with a half-smile:
“No, I’m not talking about the rules, but your day of death.”
“Day of death?” Shen Ye also smiled, “I’m actually a little puzzled, why would an existence like you be willing to be a dog.”
White Night Spirit King’s face clouded, and he slowly said:
“Don’t mock me—I am merely doing something for my ultimate creation in advance, earning its support and admiration.”
“So this ship wants to kill me?”
“Of course, I’m very sorry, but this is your fate.”
“I’m just a small character with no ambitions, I really don’t understand why it keeps wanting my life,” Shen Ye sighed.
“You really don’t know?” White Night Spirit King asked.
“Perhaps it thinks I’m an assistant to that 17th-tier expert—that’s all I can guess,” Shen Ye shrugged.
“You guessed wrong,” White Night Spirit King said.
Now it was Shen Ye’s turn to be surprised.
He had merely said that casually.
After all, the battles between various ultimate creations didn’t require human reasoning.
But now, judging by White Night Spirit King’s tone—
There seemed to be a deeper reason.
It couldn’t be, it couldn’t be.
What could an insignificant ant like me, at the thirteenth level of the Dharma Realm, have that would be worth their attention?
It must be talking nonsense.
Seeing Shen Ye’s expression, White Night Spirit King immediately understood.
This kid doesn’t believe anything!
This, instead, piqued White Night Spirit King’s interest a little more.
In fact.
If Shen Ye had kept trying to trick him, he probably wouldn’t have bothered to say a word.
But Shen Ye’s complete disbelief made him want to tell the truth.
To give him hope.
Then—
In shock and unwillingness, he would die in despair.
How wonderful.
You deserved to be called a dog just now!
This is the price!
“Kid—”
“Since you’re about to die, I’ll give you a little hint.”
White Night Spirit King drew the sword at his side, lightly waved it, and continued:
“The Multilayered Universe is a very special ultimate creation.”
“If ranked purely by power, it wouldn’t be at the forefront.”
“However, it has one extremely special characteristic.”
“It can devour its kin and evolve.”
“—Evolution is infinite.”
“Your Multilayered Universe has already done this, and I guess you didn’t know, did you?”
Shen Ye rolled his eyes.
He thought it was some kind of secret.
Turns out it was this.
“I know,” he said.
“No, you don’t,” White Night Spirit King’s face was full of deep meaning.
“I just know it—do you know, you talk too much!” Shen Ye said.
The Night Rain Blade suddenly unsheathed and clashed with the pouncing White Night Spirit King.
—During this hour, melee power was enhanced!
Shen Ye was sent flying back like a cannonball.
“Hahaha, you know? You know squat!”
White Night Spirit King was a bit displeased.
Forget it.
It’s time to kill the opponent!
Shen Ye immediately sensed his murderous intent.
The Night Rain Blade unfurled.
The “Rain Shackle” on the long blade instantly activated.
Rain continuously fell.
Torrential rain swiftly covered this deck of the ship.
However, White Night Spirit King’s entire body radiated a holy light, blocking the rain outside the light.
“Truth-tier three rain? Useless.”
It laughed wildly and charged forward, swinging its rapier again.
Shen Ye took a deep breath, and behind him, boundless images of hell quietly emerged.
Avarice Blade Technique!
Wielding his long blade, he displayed thousands upon thousands of dense blade shadows, meeting White Night Spirit King’s rapier.
On the other side.
—Or rather, on another timeline, something completely different was happening.
When White Night Spirit King descended the stairs—
It saw a copper man.
The copper man held a white flag, waving it constantly back and forth.
“A white flag represents surrender in human civilization. Are you surrendering to me on behalf of your master?”
White Night Spirit King asked with interest.
The copper man presented a book, humming:
“This is my master’s secret; now he is willing to present it to your honorable self.”
“Is that so?”
The book reached White Night Spirit King’s hands.
It scrutinized the cover of the book—
Three large characters were written on it:
“Water Margin.”
Just as the copper man and White Night Spirit King were engaging in this superficial dance,
Deep within the ship’s cabin.
The cat-dog clung to a wall, pawing at a dial on the wall.
“Is this it?”
Shen Ye vigorously turned the dial.
The wall silently opened.
Inside was a secret passage.
No one knew where it led.
Shen Ye was about to step in when he suddenly felt something.
At this very moment, two things happened.
First.
On the other timeline, he was about to be killed by White Night Spirit King, who was at full power.
Second—
The ship began to flip.
His current deck would soon become the twenty-first floor!
“Dharma form, dissolve.”
“—Dharma Form descends!”
Shen Ye quietly chanted.
—Yin-Yang Two Poles, Relieving Suffering and Crossing Tribulations, Suppressing Fate Divine Mountain!
Of the previously split timelines, one vanished into thin air.
The remaining one split again into two.
The world once again became two identical ones.
Shen Ye walked into one of the worlds, bringing the cat-dog with him, and entered the passage.
Rumble—
The door closed behind him.
In the other world, Shen Ye closed the secret passage door, his body quivered, and he flew up into the ventilation duct.
Two paths, two destinies!
At this moment, in the world created by the first split.
Shen Ye and White Night Spirit King’s confrontation had reached its final moment.
“A good blade technique, but do you know, my full attributes can completely suppress you.”
A vivid longing appeared on White Night Spirit King’s face: “Destroying your flesh and soul only requires a little more force in this next sword strike!”
“Die!”
The rapier pierced through the void, erupting in a roar.
Shen Ye was about to be struck—
He suddenly vanished.
White Night Spirit King’s sword paused.
He stood in place, sensing carefully.
“Mirror world? No, it should be a parallel world…”
White Night Spirit King’s mouth slowly opened, emitting a slight gasp.
“How wonderful, a surprise beyond expectation!”
“Human Truth Pathfinders are generally mediocre, but you possess a rare fundamental truth.”
“I truly want to kill you.”
He placed his hand in the void, chanting with enthusiastic voice:
“Truth, disorder.”
“—Parallel disorder.”
The void, like an invisible mirror, opened on both sides.
White Night Spirit King stepped in.
He returned to the stairs.
At this moment.
Another White Night Spirit King was standing on the stairs, looking at the Water Margin book.
“Another me?”
This White Night Spirit King said without looking up.
“Exactly, the disorder has begun,” said the White Night Spirit King who entered this world.
“It seems this kid’s fundamental truth is quite rare,” the second White Night Spirit King said.
“Never seen before,” the first White Night Spirit King said.
It closed the book.
“Suddenly interested… Let’s go, catch him.”
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