Gates of the Myriad Realms Chapter 481
byChapter 464: Parasitic Empress!
White Night Demonic Cage.
In a forest purely made of white stone tablets.
A campfire burned brightly.
Jian Ji was barbecuing meat.
Xu Xingke sat opposite her, not smoking, resting her chin on her hand, lost in thought.
“Something feels off?”
Jian Ji asked.
“Up until now, we haven’t touched the will of this ultimate creation, nor have we seen the various White Night horrors it commands,” Xu Xingke said.
“Yes, the legendary White Night Demonic Cage is said to possess countless methods, able to command various gods and demons—I thought I would die here,” Jian Ji said.
“Yet, there have only been some mediocre opponents, and not even the White Night Spirit King has appeared,” Xu Xingke said with a tone of regret.
Suddenly.
A phantom flashed across the sky and landed.
It was a monstrous figure with a human body and an eagle’s head, who hurriedly spoke:
“We’ve found the White Night Spirit King’s lair!”
Xu Xingke and Jian Ji stood up together, asking in unison: “Where is it?”
“Follow me!”
“Wait a moment—Everyone, move out!”
Xu Xingke released dozens of cards, letting them transform into living people, and then they all soared into the sky.
The powerful individuals traversed a thousand miles, landing before a magnificent white palace.
The palace.
It was empty.
There was no sound either.
However, in the plaza before the palace, there was a tomb.
“It’s too quiet… but what’s with this tomb?”
Jian Ji said.
“Could it be the White Night Spirit King’s perverse pleasure, burying enemies here for everyone to trample upon?” the eagle-headed man said.
Xu Xingke waved his hand:
“Search!”
The powerful individuals immediately divided into their respective combat teams, heading in various directions, and entered the white palace.
Xu Xingke, meanwhile, stood in the plaza, waiting silently.
Half an hour later.
People returned to the plaza.
“We’ve searched, there’s no one in the palace, no spells either, it’s practically a dead zone,” the eagle-headed man said.
Xu Xingke frowned deeply.
This wasn’t right.
What was going on? Why wasn’t the White Night Spirit King here?
His gaze fell back on the tomb.
“Jian Ji, open the tomb.”
“Okay.”
The sword’s shadow, like a furious wind, blew away the entire ground, revealing the coffin below.
Xu Xingke jumped down and kicked open the coffin lid.
Inside the coffin lay a giant skeleton, emitting a pale light all over.
The skeleton’s body was twisted, and its limbs were in a struggling posture.
—It seemed to have died in extreme agony.
Above its head, a faint light still gathered, forming a crown of light.
The crowd gasped in surprise.
“Look, it’s the Crown of Light!”
Jian Ji exclaimed.
“I see it,” Xu Xingke said in a deep voice.
The Crown of Light—
Legend had it that the master of the White Night Demonic Cage, the White Night Spirit King, wore a crown of light.
Could this corpse be the White Night Spirit King?
“Grave robber, take a look.”
Xu Xingke said.
A long-haired man with gray skin jumped down, picked up a bone, and examined it carefully.
“It’s been dead for a very, very long time—at least a billion years.”
The grave robber said.
A long, eerie silence.
The White Night Spirit King was dead.
—The master of this White Night Demonic Cage had been dead for a billion years.
Then.
Who was impersonating the White Night Spirit King?
Rumble, rumble, rumble—
The ground split open to both sides.
A long, narrow passage appeared behind the coffin.
It was like a gaping maw, eager to swallow anyone who dared to uncover its secrets.
“Interesting… even the White Night Spirit King is dead…”
“Who could it be?”
After speaking, Xu Xingke stepped forward to enter the passage.
But he stopped.
A book appeared before him, opening by itself.
Xu Xingke hesitated for a moment, then drew out a card and placed it in the void.
“What are you doing?”
Jian Ji asked.
Xu Xingke said: “This passage gives me a bad feeling… before going in, I want to send back a card that I no longer need.”
“I hope things go smoothly on their end.”
He tapped the card lightly with his finger.
The card disappeared instantly.
…
Death Planet.
It was late at night.
Shen Ye lay in bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.
He couldn’t sleep.
Indeed, he had just arrived in this civilization, and there was much information to explore.
Moreover, there were many things he simply didn’t know.
This all required time.
After the three-day “silent period” ended, he would be free to act.
But—
Something felt off.
Those people.
Why did they want to kill him?
Since they thought a fifteen-fold Dharma Realm cultivation was so easy to kill, why didn’t they send someone more powerful after failing?
They had come three times in total, and not a single truth-level individual among them.
But each time they were convinced they could kill him.
—Wasn’t that overly confident?
Blindly confident.
Could a killer make three consecutive mistakes?
But he didn’t know what the problem was.
Tsk.
This uneasy feeling made him uncomfortable all over.
—He didn’t even dare to sleep.
In the darkness.
Shen Ye suddenly opened his eyes wide, then quickly relaxed.
A fly buzzed in the room, flying in from who knows where.
He thought again, what else was amiss?
Could it be…
The problem lay in the three days of silence?
Within three days, he wasn’t allowed to leave the house.
Perhaps this assassination was a test arranged in advance?
Logically, many people lose their memories, and after acquiring an identity, they all have a three-day silent period.
If there were any arrangements during this time, they couldn’t be kept secret.
His father would have told him in advance.
But his father was completely unaware.
Shen Ye idly watched the two flies buzzing around the room.
After a few breaths.
Two turned into three.
Four.
Five.
Shen Ye’s body moved, and he lightly pressed himself against the ceiling, glancing outside.
On the garden wall, a person stood.
No.
Not a person.
Flies.
—Countless flies gathered together, forming a humanoid figure.
“It” stood silently on the wall.
As if waiting for something.
One breath.
Two breaths.
Three breaths.
The flies dispersed.
A man in black, tight-fitting clothes appeared.
He opened his eyes, scanning Shen’s residence with dilated pupils, finally fixing his gaze on Shen Ye’s room.
Shen Ye felt a chill run down his spine.
Truly eerie.
It seemed…
Those previous assassins were bound to appear.
Until this moment.
The person on the wall jumped down, landing on the soft soil of the backyard, paused briefly, then walked towards Shen Ye’s room.
He’s coming!
Shen Ye held his breath for a moment, then suddenly whispered:
“Fate Divination.”
Two black glowing curves immediately appeared on his palm.
Black.
Representing death and ill omen.
Both paths, no matter which one, were filled with intense ill omens!
However, there were also differences between the two paths.
The black on the first path was concentrated in the first half, while the second half was greyish-white.
The black on the second path gathered in the latter half of the curve, while the first half was dark purple.
Just then.
The strange person had already crossed the garden and was walking towards Shen Ye’s room.
If he didn’t get serious now, who knew what would happen!
Shen Ye made up his mind and whispered:
“Dharma Aspect Descendant, Yin-Yang Two仪 Salvation from Suffering and Disaster-Suppressing Divine Mountain!”
He dropped from the ceiling and gently turned the doorknob.
In an instant.
The world split into two.
In the first world, Shen Ye stepped out of his room, looking at the strange person with a faint gaze.
Pupil Technique: Destruction and Devour of Truth!
The strange person disappeared silently.
—It was absorbed by Shen Ye’s Instant Strategy Base!
Suddenly.
Lines of faint small light characters appeared before Shen Ye’s eyes:
“You have devoured something that should not be devoured.”
“This power is a source of corruption and decay; your soul will begin to mutate.”
“If you cannot hold on, you will die here.”
“But if you survive, you will be deemed ‘harmless’ and will no longer attract any attention.”
Shen Ye spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, his heart slowly stopping its beat.
A line of faint small light characters appeared:
“You are dead.”
In the second world.
Shen Ye stepped out of his room, but did not use the Art of Truth.
“Who are you?”
He asked, drawing his Night Rain Saber.
“The one who kills you,” the strange person said in a stiff tone.
“Kill me? You’re asking for death.” Shen Ye charged forward.
He didn’t use any other moves, but instead unleashed a basic saber technique.
—This was a saber technique from the Shen family’s stone tablet.
Clang!
A crisp sound.
The monster blocked Shen Ye’s attack with a long staff.
The two exchanged hundreds of blows, fighting back and forth, startling everyone around.
At a certain moment.
The Night Rain Saber suddenly disappeared.
A dark shadow streaked across the monster’s shadow.
Before the monster could even see what was happening, its head flew into the sky, and its body fell at Shen Ye’s feet.
—Shadow Blade Master: Split Light, Catch Shadow!
“Kill me? You’re not worthy.”
Shen Ye said.
The surroundings suddenly brightened.
Shen’s father, along with dozens of men in uniform armor, stood on the rooftops, looking down at Shen Ye.
“Inspector!” Shen’s father cupped his hands and said, “My humble son is a saber master; he only uses such methods for self-protection. Please investigate!”
The man called the Inspector laughed heartily:
“What a Shadow Blade Master! He’s even using your Shen family’s saber technique—Boy, why don’t you use the Everlasting Regret Saber Technique? Haven’t you learned it yet?”
“To deal with this kind of fellow, the Everlasting Regret Saber Technique isn’t even necessary,” Shen Ye said with cupped hands.
“He’s a good prospect—”
The Inspector fumbled for a token and tossed it to Shen Ye.
Shen Ye caught it and saw the words “Exemption” written on it.
Lines of faint small light characters appeared next to it:
“Break it, and the ‘silent’ warning on your identity certificate will disappear. You can go out.”
The instructions were quite straightforward.
“You don’t need to be ‘silent’ anymore. With your profession and combat skills, I allow you to go for assessment and employment right now!” the Inspector said loudly.
“Thank you, sir!” Shen Ye cupped his hands again.
“You’re welcome. Men—take the body away,” the Inspector said.
“Yes!” the crowd responded.
Shen Ye stood aside, respectfully.
The first part was getting a benefit; he no longer had to be “imprisoned.”
But what about next?
The latter half of this fate line was black.
Would something fatal happen?
Shen Ye instinctively glanced at the corpse, only to see its hand move.
Immediately after.
The entire corpse disintegrated into countless flies, scattering in all directions.
These flies began to gather, forming an even larger figure.
The ill omen in Shen Ye’s heart grew even stronger.
He couldn’t stay any longer!
Go!
He took a step back, and like diving into water, he merged into the void and disappeared.
Only faint ripples subtly emerged.
With his departure, the entire fate line instantly vanished.
At the same moment.
On the first fate line.
—Shen Ye’s corpse lay on the ground.
The moment the him from the second fate line crossed over, the corpse disappeared, leaving only a single him.
“Am I dead? It seems the devour of the Truth Cannon shouldn’t be used casually; one wrong move and you can kill yourself…”
Shen Ye thought silently, feeling a lingering fear.
Both fate lines had a fatal outcome, but thankfully, they occurred one after another, just enough to be staggered.
If the death calamity had happened simultaneously—
No matter how he jumped, he couldn’t have avoided that deadly outcome.
This was the only lucky thing.
Next.
He had to be extremely careful.
Shen Ye looked around.
No one was around.
Only a few lines of faint small light characters appeared:
“You have replaced that clone and become the true Shen Ye in the current world.”
“In this fate line, you actually survived.”
“Since you survived after devouring that power, and consequently gained a certain recognition, the current world bestows upon you the corresponding term:”
“Blood Seed.”
“Exclusive term.”
“Description: You can deviate from your routine life trajectory and do some special things. The world will not be wary of this, nor will it hinder you.”
“—Your achievements are the world’s achievements.”
All the small characters flashed and disappeared.
Shen Ye remained silent for a few breaths, then took out the “Exemption” token from his pocket.
This token came from another fate line, from that Inspector.
Walking both fate lines simultaneously, he gained the world’s recognition and an exemption from “silence.”
But it was also very dangerous.
Those giant figures formed by the flies at the end gave him an extremely strong premonition of death.
He absolutely couldn’t take any more risks.
Shen Ye put the token away, temporarily not planning to use it.
There was something more important to do right now.
“Su Rong.”
Shen Ye silently called.
“I’ve been here all along,” Su Rong’s voice responded.
“After watching for so long, do you have any thoughts?” Shen Ye asked.
“Generally speaking, if this multi-layered universe were just a counterpart, I would have already fought it. After all, my multi-layered universe and yours have just merged; two against one is an advantage.”
“But I never dared to make a move.”
“It’s because I died once before; my body died, and only my soul survived.”
“I understand that feeling.”
Shen Ye immediately asked: “Do you think this multi-layered universe is also dead?”
“No.”
Su Rong uttered a single word, then fell silent.
“No? Then why have you never dared to make a move?” Shen Ye couldn’t help but ask further.
As soon as the words left his mouth, he realized what the reason was.
So he also closed his mouth.
The room was deadly silent.
The air seemed to solidify, almost making it impossible to breathe.
Finally.
It was Shen Ye who spoke first:
“…Even if it’s a corpse, it appears precisely when we’ve just started the Sixth Era, neither too early nor too late. There must be something wrong.”
“Exactly. Now, there’s an opportunity for us to see the truth,” Su Rong said.
“Then what are we waiting for?” Shen Ye asked.
“It will use up the term you just acquired,” Su Rong said.
“You mean this ‘Blood Seed’?”
“Yes.”
“Use it… then use it.”
“After using it, you will remain silent for an additional two days, and perhaps face assassination again—I feel everything will start over, and then you will be in danger,” Su Rong said solemnly.
“Never mind, the truth is more important than anything else. Let’s go,” Shen Ye said.
“Then be ready.”
“I’m ready.”
Before Shen Ye finished speaking, he suddenly found that everything around him began to change.
In an instant.
The entire world receded.
He was enveloped by endless blankness.
“Dharma Realm?”
Shen Ye wondered.
“Your term was bestowed from the Dharma Realm, so we must travel through the Dharma Realm to reach the origin of this term,” Su Rong said.
Shen Ye keenly realized something and asked:
“You said—bestowed from the Dharma Realm? Aren’t terms bestowed by the Dharma Realm?”
“The ‘Blood Seed’ term has no Dharma Realm power; it merely uses the Dharma Realm to form a mark—some beings beyond your comprehension possess such means,” Su Rong explained.
Shen Ye did not speak.
To be able to use the power of the Dharma Realm to bestow terms upon living beings.
He had never even heard of such a thing.
Above his head, the term “Blood Seed” suddenly exploded, transforming into an endless scarlet glow that enveloped his entire body.
“Get ready, we’re going to the origin of this term to find out what’s going on. Bring out everything you have for protection.”
Su Rong said loudly.
Shen Ye’s entire body moved, and he involuntarily flew in one direction.
Ahead.
The endless blankness had gradually turned a faint red, shifting towards a blood-like color.
Shen Ye’s heart tightened.
Just then.
He looked down at the fate line in his hand.
There was only a single curve.
Constantly changing colors.
This represented “an uncertain future.”
—Fate was undetermined; who knew what would happen!
Shen Ye took a deep breath, pulled out a black cloth to cover his eyes, activated the term “Pride of the Blind,” and then took out a chicken.
“Benevolent Deity, disguise!”
Shen Ye shouted.
“Okay!” The Benevolent Deity Rooster also shouted loudly, pecked in the void, and then held a carrot in its beak.
Lines of faint small light characters quickly appeared:
“Your rooster has completed its disguise.”
“The effect after disguise is:”
“Carrot Chicken.”
“Description: Walking among people holding a Carrot Chicken, you will be ignored (Carrot Chicken).”
Su Rong said with delight:
“The wondrous item is quite good. If the truth level of the term could be a bit higher, it would be even better.”
Shen Ye “hmmph” and his tone shifted several degrees.
Immediately, more faint light characters appeared:
“You have activated the term ‘Battle Dance Songstress’.”
“‘Pride of the Blind’ has been upgraded to Truth Stage Four, and the effect of ‘Carrot Chicken’ has increased by one stage.”
That’s enough!
Shen Ye’s flying speed continuously accelerated.
Just then.
The vast Dharma Realm was completely enveloped in crimson.
Blood-red tubular pipes floated in mid-air, piercing through the Dharma Realm, their destination unknown.
Shen Ye measured it.
Each blood-red pipe was as thick as his arm.
They squirmed, making “gurgling” sounds, as if someone was drinking with a straw.
“What are these pipes?”
Shen Ye asked.
“The Dharma Realm doesn’t have these things. Be careful, we’re getting close!” Su Rong said.
“Really? Why don’t I feel anything?” Shen Ye asked.
He was blindfolded, sensing his surroundings with his spiritual power.
—The nearby blood-red pipes were becoming more numerous and denser, but he saw no living creatures.
Su Rong’s voice sounded again.
This time, her voice was almost inaudible, like a whisper:
“Be careful, we are about to leave the Dharma Realm and arrive at a hidden location concealed by many spells.”
“Understood,” Shen Ye said.
—This was a Dharma Realm traversal.
Through the “Blood Seed,” he would find its origin in the Dharma Realm, then return to the real world from there to meet the controller of the term in reality.
This was Su Rong’s strategy!
The void gently stirred.
Shen Ye left the Dharma Realm, and a strange scene immediately registered in his eyes.
Before him—
The back of the Death Planet was completely covered by a woman’s face.
Dense, blood-red pipes extended from the endless void, plunging into the woman’s face, injecting it with an unknown substance.
The woman closed her eyes, seemingly in slumber.
Faint light appeared as lines of small characters, silently manifesting before Shen Ye’s eyes:
“You have discovered one of the twenty-one ultimate creations—”
“Parasitic Empress.”
Shen Ye looked at the woman’s face, which was comparable to a planet, and countless insane thoughts surged in his mind. Even his emotions were on the verge of collapse.
Inexplicably, he sensed the destination of those blood-red pipes.
—They were individual people.
Within civilization, every person marked with “Blood Seed” was connected to one of these pipes.
They were constantly growing, but they could never truly reach truth.
Every bit of power gained from their growth was transported through the pipes to the Parasitic Empress!
Even the multi-layered universe had countless blood-red pipes inserted into it!
“Go.”
Su Rong’s voice sounded again.
The endless Dharma Realm enveloped Shen Ye once more, pulling him back with immense force.
All sights blurred into rapidly receding lines.
In an instant.
Shen Ye found himself back in the Shen residence, sitting in his room.
Nothing seemed to have changed.
He raised his hand.
His entire arm trembled incessantly.
This was a natural, irresistible primal response—
After seeing that planet-sized woman’s face just now, his soul was in extreme terror.
Su Rong whispered: “That was the Parasitic Empress, one of the twenty-one ultimate creations—it can devour other ultimate creations and is extremely malevolent.”
“All of you, including the entire multi-layered universe, are its food.”
“Undetected?” Shen Ye asked.
“Extremely lucky. It seems to be dealing with the issue of two multi-layered universes merging, and there’s no way we could threaten it, so we weren’t detected!”
Shen Ye glanced at the void.
Faint small characters appeared there:
“The Carrot Chicken isn’t dead yet, but it’s almost exhausted.”
He had to thank Ren Shen this time!
But not now.
Shen Ye took a deep breath, exhaled, inhaled again, and exhaled again.
His hand still trembled.
Completely uncontrollable.
—His body was also terrified.
“Is there any way to kill that monster?” Shen Ye asked.
“Difficult. First, you have to face its predetermined tests.”
“Remember, absolutely do not become a ‘Blood Seed’ again. That’s its mark for nutrients,” Su Rong emphasized.
Just as Shen Ye was about to speak, he suddenly felt something.
He turned his head to look out the window.
On the garden wall, a man in black stood.
An assassin!
He had just lost his “Blood Seed”—
And the assassination began again!
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