Gates of the Myriad Realms Chapter 531
byA white line flew across the sky.
The white line gradually turned pitch black, flying away from the planet.
—This was the power of that one slash.
Shen Ye sheathed his saber, slowly descending from mid-air, and stood in the deserted village.
He closed his eyes, silently experiencing the sensation of that slash just now.
No other way around it.
After the three techniques transformed into saber techniques, the number of times he had performed them in actual combat was limited.
He had to cherish every combat experience to better master them until they became second nature.
“Saber…”
He uttered a single word.
The long saber immediately let out a whirring sound.
This wasn’t the resonance of the saber itself, but rather the saber intent from the “Shaking Heaven” saber technique.
It was calling to Shen Ye.
Now was the moment to obtain the true meaning of the Heaven-Shaking Slash!
Shen Ye hesitated for a moment, then raised the long saber high.
The saber intent followed the saber’s blade, slowly descending and enveloping him.
A line of faint glowing text quietly appeared:
“Saber intent is the ultimate truth of this Heaven-Shaking saber technique.”
“By mastering the Heaven-Shaking Saber Intent, you will unleash greater power when performing this technique.”
“This saber dao’s true intent was condensed by Charterley and transformed by Susu.”
“The saber intent is about to merge with you; it is currently synchronizing.”
“Waiting time: ten minutes.”
Shen Ye opened his eyes.
He saw the powerful saber intent merge into his body, quietly disappearing.
It would take about ten minutes for it to fully unleash.
He had to fully experience its power!
Besides that.
The changes in his pháp tướng were also enough to draw attention.
He had to properly understand their meaning.
He stood still.
Zhao Changhu, Fatty, and Amy, however, emerged from underground.
“Brother Paige is—”
Fatty had just opened his mouth when Amy covered it.
Zhao Changhu also glanced back at Fatty and transmitted a message:
“He’s having an epiphany; don’t disturb him.”
Fatty nodded repeatedly.
The three simply spread out, each standing on one side, guarding Shen Ye.
Fatty stood there, occasionally touching his storage ring, a triumphant grin spreading across his face.
—That slash from Baxter just now was absolutely exhilarating.
It actually killed a World Destroyer!
With such a formidable person providing a deterrent, the opposing Lord of Death’s subordinates had no intention of fighting and quickly fled the battlefield.
All the treasures hidden in that underground ruin were collected by the Destruction squad.
This was also why everyone willingly guarded Baxter while he was comprehending his technique.
Shen Ye saw it but didn’t say much.
He was indeed comprehending saber techniques at the moment.
Shaking Heaven, Chaotic Heaven, Piercing Heaven.
He had only just begun to learn them.
To thoroughly grasp these three saber daos, he still needed to hone them through countless actual battles.
Besides that—
There was something even more important.
—His pháp tướng had devoured the enemy’s pháp tướng!
In countless battles on the Death Planet, such a thing had never happened.
Shen Ye couldn’t help but ask himself:
“Failun, have you ever seen a pháp tướng devour another pháp tướng?”
The large skeleton, currently transformed into the Rain of Chaos saber, silently transmitted: “No, such a thing has never happened before.”
“But I just did it,” Shen Ye said.
” Pháp tướng devouring each other… could it be that your pháp tướng has reached an unprecedented level?” The large skeleton mused.
“Why do you say that?”
“Because I’ve never heard of anyone whose pháp tướng simultaneously contained two ultimate creations.”
The large skeleton continued:
“‘The power of ultimate creations is used to evolve pháp tướng’—this point comes from your exploration; nobody knew this before.”
Shen Ye fell into contemplation.
It wasn’t just that.
He always felt that the opponent’s pháp tướng seemed capable of launching attacks.
The way the pháp tướng operated had undergone a fundamental change.
Why?
Ding-a-ling—
A phone rang.
Shen Ye snapped back to reality, seeing Zhao Changhu pull out his phone.
“Hello?”
A voice came from the phone:
“You are indeed impressive, able to find the treasures buried here, and even repel the Lord of Death’s subordinates.”
“It seems I should side with Destruction, not the Lord of Death—hahahaha!”
The voice carried a hint of smugness.
Zhao Changhu and the others’ expressions weren’t too good.
Everything was within the other party’s calculations!
In other words—
If the Destruction squad had lost just now, the other party would have immediately sided with the Lord of Death!
He would side with whoever was stronger!
“Can you tell us the information about Xu Xingke now?”
Zhao Changhu said coldly.
The voice spoke again:
“Don’t be angry, from now on, we’re family—in 2 hours, wait for my call in Longhua City.”
The call ended.
Fatty sneered, “When this guy becomes one of us, I’m definitely going to beat him up.”
“Me too,” Amy said, equally displeased.
Zhao Changhu quickly tapped on his phone and said, “Longhua City isn’t far from here; we can get there in 30 minutes.”
“We’ve been on a long journey, continuously moving, and just fought a battle. The squad will rest for an hour, then reassemble here.”
“Any objections?”
“None!” the three said in unison.
Zhao Changhu nodded, his figure flickering, and he disappeared into the void.
Ripples of spatial fluctuations spread out.
—He had returned to the Lord of Death’s fortress.
“I need to resupply some arrows too; what about you two?” Fatty asked.
“I’ll practice my saber here and wait for you,” Shen Ye chuckled.
“I’ll go explore the ruins below again,” Amy said.
“Alright, see you later.”
Fatty teleported away.
Amy walked to the crack in the ground, leaped down, and climbed along the cliff face.
Only Shen Ye remained standing.
2 hours.
—Only 2 hours left.
Once the traitor beside his teacher appeared, he would surely recognize him as “Xu Xingke’s student, Shen Ye.”
Then the disguise would be blown!
At that time, he would no longer be able to gain a foothold in the Destruction faction.
Tsk.
He had to think of a solution quickly.
First of all—
His teacher absolutely could not appear.
He could vaguely sense that both the Lord of Death and the Queen of Destruction were firmly focused on this search.
The Lord of Death had even sent World Destroyers.
Once his teacher appeared, these two BOSS-level beings would immediately enter the fray to contend.
With his current strength, he couldn’t defeat them.
—He didn’t know if his teacher had received his message yet.
After all, Earth was extremely far from the Truth Void, and not to mention, the power of cards had to constantly transmit back to the Death Planet.
“Find a safe and hidden place.”
An old voice suddenly spoke, startling Shen Ye.
The voice continued: “Don’t be nervous, it’s because you gave Xu Xingke the message that he started looking for the traitor, and I specially came to your side.”
—It was the card!
Shen Ye subconsciously pulled out his tarot card, but ultimately held back.
He looked around and found a house.
The house seemed to have been abandoned for a long time, its door tightly shut, and thick dust accumulated inside.
“Large Skeleton, you guard with the Four Kings, don’t let anyone in.”
Shen Ye instructed.
The long saber flew out, transforming directly into the Large Skeleton.
The Four Kings also appeared.
“Come on, brothers, time to work,” the Large Skeleton beckoned.
The Four Kings quickly followed.
The Large Skeleton leaped onto the rooftop, and with both hands, he formed a necromantic isolation barrier spell.
The Four Kings, following his command, each stood at a corner, controlling the power of the spell to form a large barrier.
Seeing this, Shen Ye entered the house and closed the door.
He pulled out his tarot card.
On the card appeared an old woman dressed in a witch’s robe.
“It really wasn’t easy to come here, young man.”
She looked fatigued, but her eyes were bright and sharp, carefully scrutinizing Shen Ye’s appearance.
Rows of faint glowing text appeared beside the card:
“The person speaking with you is Witch Mirror Image · Extreme.”
“This is the most farsighted and insightful card among the Tarot deck.”
“She projects onto your card as a mirror image, lasting approximately 5 minutes.”
It’s one of us!
Shen Ye said, “It’s a pleasure to meet you—I’m in enemy territory, constantly at risk of exposure, and cannot specially return to see my teacher; please forgive me.”
“Are the enemies strong?” the Witch asked.
“Very strong, it’s a cataclysm that destroys everything,” Shen Ye said.
“No wonder,” the Witch sighed, “I also sensed a danger—if this danger enters reality, then reality will be completely destroyed.”
“Is there any way to resist this calamity?” Shen Ye asked.
“Xu Xingke absolutely cannot be captured; the Book of Tarot he possesses holds the path to the Truth Void, and the enemy will inevitably gain an invasion channel,” the Witch said.
“Teacher should hide,” Shen Ye said.
“Precisely,” the Witch agreed, but then sighed again: “But you know him, once he knows there’s a traitor by his side, he’ll never hide.”
“He will definitely find that traitor!”
Shen Ye couldn’t help but sigh as well.
Indeed.
That was his teacher’s personality.
Since his teacher wouldn’t hide, then he could only start from his own end.
“The Battle Instructor Master speaks highly of you, saying you’re a born warrior, child. Do you have a way to find that traitor?” the Witch asked.
“I need a divination—did my teacher see the message I left him?” Shen Ye asked.
“You want a group photo, right,” the Witch snapped her fingers.
A photo flew out from the card and landed in front of Shen Ye.
It was Xu Xingke’s group photo.
Shen Ye took the photo, his eyes activating the Golden Flowing Sand technique.
In an instant.
A look of confusion appeared on his face.
He had just looked at everyone in the photo.
And he had seen their past and future.
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He had even learned the true identities of some people in reality.
But—
The traitor wasn’t found.
The traitor wasn’t among them!
Shen Ye felt a bit dejected, but inexplicably, a surge of anger welled up in his heart, almost uncontrollable.
—Why!
He had worked so hard, done so much, yet in the end, he couldn’t even save his teacher’s life?
Shen Ye took a deep breath, trying his best to calm himself down.
“Young man, I have something to ask you.”
The Witch said.
“Please speak,” Shen Ye said.
“I seem to sense that you also possess powers related to divination—as a colleague, I’d like to know what kind of prediction you excel at?” the Witch asked.
“Fate,” Shen Ye said.
“Fate? No, fate is unpredictable,” the Witch said, surprised.
“But at that time, I awakened this aspect of the truth’s power, and my guide led me this way,” Shen Ye said.
“In that case… perhaps we still have hope,” the Witch said.
“What do you mean?” Shen Ye asked.
“This old woman is going to become a battle mage,” the Witch said with emotion.
“Huh?” Shen Ye didn’t quite understand.
“Young man, I can feel that your prediction ability has considerable potential, so why should I also walk this path?”
“Fate absolutely does not allow too many people to covet it, otherwise it will surely backfire.”
“You alone are enough.”
The Witch spread her hand, pressing it against the surface of the card.
A surge of power rose from her, like a breeze, silently gathering in her hand.
At this moment.
Shen Ye suddenly understood what she meant.
Faint light appeared as small characters, then materialized in the void:
“The opponent’s mirror image has ended.”
“The opponent left a card: Tarot Divination · Prophet.”
“Description: This is an absorbable element, its power mainly converged on the divination side, representing significant prophet-type power elements.”
“—You know how to use it.”
On the card.
The Witch’s image gradually faded, leaving only one sentence:
“If Xu Xingke can be protected, we cards are willing to sacrifice everything.”
The card returned to normal.
Shen Ye was silent for a breath, then suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed it on the card.
“You activated the trait ‘Battle Dance Princess’.”
“Your trait ‘Vampire Old Cannon’ was forcibly upgraded by one level, currently ‘Vampire Overlord’.”
“Using the power of ‘Vampire Overlord’ to absorb ‘Tarot Divination · Prophet’, integrating it into your pupil technique, resulting in an extreme evolution.”
“Congratulations.”
“After completing the extreme evolution, you have gained a new pupil technique: ‘Strings of Fate’.”
“Divine skill, control skill, a double-edged whip of divination and evolution.”
“Description: Possesses the power of the Eyes of Flowing Sand, and also has fate-type negative traits. This trait exists on the target through the Strings of Fate, the target cannot use it, but you can activate them.”
The power of fate had once again advanced!
Perhaps—
This time, he could discover the traitor?
Shen Ye picked up the photo and looked again, suddenly feeling something was off.
In the photo.
Threads flew out, leaping from the people into mid-air, condensing into tiny traits.
Everyone had a negative fate trait above their heads!
Song Yinchen’s trait was “Careless Person.”
“Because you are too much of a genius, you are overly confident in everything you do, leading to occasional recklessness and mistakes.”
“Once the Strings of Fate are activated, Song Yinchen will make a mistake.”
Jian Ji’s trait was “Addict.”
“You are a master of games—you are an outstanding leader in every game.”
“Once the Strings of Fate are activated, you will be unable to resist playing games, forgetting to do certain things, which will eventually lead to being inexplicably attacked by lightning once, falling into a state of paralysis.”
—It can do that!
Shen Ye was surprised and promptly looked through everyone one by one.
Among the crowd.
There was an inconspicuous professional. Previously, Shen Ye had no issues viewing his past and future.
But this time, things changed.
Above this professional’s head, a trait appeared:
“Long Live Friendship.”
“What an incredible achievement, you are the second to elevate your Door ability to the first stage of Truth, so your friendship, once unfolded, cannot be perceived.”
“The Strings of Fate will force your true colors to show—after all, friendship requires sincerity, but your friendship is merely for superficial courtesy, in order to achieve ulterior motives.”
Shen Ye’s heart trembled, and he exclaimed:
“It’s him!”
Yes.
Back when the Primordial Era ruins appeared, he had once encountered a Door ability user in the ruins.
—The other party possessed the “Door of Friendship”!
Later, the other party vanished, and he himself, due to various pressing matters, forgot to look for them again.
To his surprise, the other party had actually elevated their Door ability to the first stage of Truth!
With the even stronger power of “Friendship,” he had actually gained a firm foothold in the Tower of Tarot.
Looking at the prompts above again—
He is the mole!
To be safe, Shen Ye looked at everyone again.
That’s right.
Everyone else was normal.
Only this guy was an infiltrator!
No need to wait.
Deal with this immediately!
Golden lines flickered in Shen Ye’s eyes—
Under the reflection of these lines, the trait above the man’s head was suddenly tugged.
The trait activated!
Thump—
A violent crashing sound echoed.
Shen Ye swiftly put away the card and whispered:
“What happened?”
No response.
But four corpses appeared within his pháp tướng.
The Four Kings.
They lay on the ground, fallen into the sleep of death.
No—
Black flames burned on their bodies.
In the blink of an eye, they were reduced to ashes.
The Four Kings were no more!
The Large Skeleton appeared, full of terror, and exclaimed:
“Be careful! The Lord of Death is here—we couldn’t stop him at all.”
Shen Ye glanced at it, and saw cracks all over its skeleton.
—If the Four Kings hadn’t held them off for a moment, it would have died too!
Shen Ye’s heart sank.
The matter with Xu Xingke had been dealt with.
That guy would probably expose himself very soon.
As for here—
“Baxter, are you going to come out yourself, or should I invite you?”
The voice of the Lord of Death rang out.
Shen Ye reached out a hand, and the Large Skeleton transformed into the Rain of Chaos saber, which he gripped.
Strange…
Why did he come personally?
“Cowardly Baxter, perhaps you’re waiting for your Queen of Destruction? She won’t be coming.”
Boom!
The entire house was torn apart and flew into the distance.
Shen Ye stood with his saber, looking towards the street not far away.
The Lord of Death held the dying Fatty and Zhao Changhu in his hands, his face utterly indifferent.
“Great Lord of Death, with your distinguished status, personally dealing with insignificant individuals like us, wouldn’t that be beneath you?”
Shen Ye said.
“I saw the vision of the World Destroyer’s death—you can actually use a pháp tướng?” the Lord of Death asked.
So that’s how it was.
“In fact, everyone is researching pháp tướng. I just went further than the average person,” Shen Ye said.
The Lord of Death pressed on relentlessly, continuing to ask:
“How did you think of condensing a pháp tướng?”
“To keep up with the times, we must learn the advanced productive forces of this true world, and learn from others to defeat them, my lord,” Shen Ye said.
“Why was your pháp tướng able to devour the World Destroyer’s ‘Destroying Heaven and Earth’ pháp tướng?”
The Lord of Death continued to ask.
“What exactly do you want?”
“Saber techniques are my secret, and my pháp tướng is also my personal secret. Why are you always prying into me?”
“Sorry, I don’t like men.”
Shen Ye finished speaking in one breath, then immediately froze.
He had intended to act evasively and try to pry some secrets out of the other party.
Why did his tone suddenly become so aggressive?
In fact.
Ever since a moment ago, he had been struggling to control the anger in his heart.
Why was this…
He looked at the void, only to see three faint glowing words already floating there:
“Time’s up.”
—What time was up?
He remembered.
It was time for the saber intent to merge and erupt.
Saber intent… was it anger…
Shen Ye suddenly fell into an endless illusion.
It was the helplessness and resentment of billions of sentient beings at the moment of world destruction.
This emotion was silently infecting him.
“Sorry—”
Shen Ye smiled, and just as he was about to say something to salvage the situation, he spoke his true thoughts instead:
“Aside from bullying the weak, I see no redeeming qualities in you.”
“And you, of all people, dare to call yourself the ‘Lord of Death’?”
“Why don’t you go back to kindergarten?”
The Lord of Death fell silent, dropped the two people on the ground, and for the first time, a smile appeared on his face:
“A mere Duke dares to speak to me in such a tone, very well.”
He assumed an offensive stance.
The battle began!
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