Gates of the Myriad Realms Chapter 547
byChapter 530: Humanity’s Stance
There’s a saber, and a fist.
The saber is the Rain of Gloom Saber.
The long saber parried the lightning spear, but it left an opening.
Shen Ye quickly brought his saber back.
Too late!
“—Die!”
Drake roared, taking advantage of the opening. Lightning spears reappeared in his hand, stabbing directly at Shen Ye’s right arm.
That saber strike just now indeed had some unique skill to it.
Another powerful and mysterious enemy had suddenly appeared.
Cannot be underestimated.
So Drake became cautious.
Although his opponent showed an opening, he still chose to attack the arm holding the saber, rather than directly rushing in to try and kill the opponent in one go.
A look of triumph appeared on Drake’s face.
Once your arm is severed, you won’t be able to use your saber.
First, secure the victory!
Pfft.
A soft sound.
A bewildered look appeared on Drake’s face.
He looked down.
He had been stabbed in the chest.
But—
That pretty boy hadn’t had time to bring his saber back!
Where did this saber come from?
Just then, seven or eight phantom figures emerged from Shen Ye, each holding a saber, jointly performing a saber technique.
The saber was like a blooming lotus.
Drake was directly flung away by the flurry of saber strikes, breaking into several pieces in mid-air and dying before hitting the ground.
Shen Ye then sheathed his saber.
He just stood there calmly and leisurely.
—The layers of phantoms of the Wrathful Celestial King merged with him, and countless illusory blades fell densely around him.
So the situation where he couldn’t retrieve his saber was a trap he had set up on the fly.
Every phantom could attack or defend at any moment.
Approach and die!
Such saber arts and manifestations made one utterly lose the will to fight him!
Several lines of faint glowing text appeared in the void:
“‘Destruction Absorption’ activated.”
“This is the architectural power of the mining arsenal, allowing you to gain attributes from things you destroy.”
Attribute points began to rise.
Several Destruction Servants waiting at the door saw this, turned around, and left.
Now, for the fist.
Fist—
A barrage of airtight punches rained down on Gallian, emitting a thunderous roar.
Clouds of blood mist exploded.
Until that last punch—
Boom!
Xu Xingke punched clean through Gallian.
The latter flew backward, all the blood mist together adhering to the fresco of the Saint’s suffering.
It stuck motionless to the wall.
—This was because all the flesh and blood of his body had been pulverized, soft as mud, and was pressed hard against the wall by the impact of the punch.
His whole body shattered.
If he were an ordinary person, he would have been dead beyond dead.
Yet Gallian burst out laughing:
“So strong, truly so strong!”
“Who are you? Why are you standing by that mortal’s side?”
Xu Xingke, cigarette dangling from his lips, said indifferently:
“I gave you time to speak your last words, but you didn’t cherish it.”
His hand rose again.
His five fingers moved slightly, clenching into a fist.
“Your power is beyond that of ordinary humans,” Gallian’s eyes turned into vertical pupils, staring at Xu Xingke. “Come, pledge allegiance to the Lord God’s banner. The gods will protect all that is yours, and you shall become the strongest messenger!”
Xu Xingke’s eyes showed a deep and sharp hatred.
He paused his punch, sneering:
“Lord God? Your devil’s god?”
“—What can demons and gods do? Nothing but lead humans to surrender their souls, make humans follow your guidance, and they will no longer need independent thought, nor will they be responsible for any of their sins—”
“What right do you have to do this?”
“We merely bear the responsibility of guiding humanity,” Gallian sighed.
The hatred in Xu Xingke’s eyes grew even stronger.
“How can human responsibility be entrusted to demons and gods? Humans should have free will and agency, not be misled by you.”
“Humans always make mistakes, don’t they? Without us, who would guide humanity?” Gallian asked.
“Absurd—humans will formulate their own ‘laws,’ instead of asking you, these gods and ghosts!”
Xu Xingke threw a punch.
Across dozens of meters of empty space—
*Snap*.
A crisp sound.
Gallian’s head shattered, red and white splattering across the fresco, obscuring the scene of the Saint’s suffering.
“Be careful of those who speak such righteous words; they are often devils in disguise.”
Xu Xingke explained to the people behind him.
“Yes, master.” Shen Ye nodded slightly, his gaze turning to the mid-air.
Lines of glowing text appeared there:
“The Tribunal has been rebuilt, current ability acquired:”
“Divine Summoning.”
“Effect: The entity you summon will fight for three minutes in its peak state.”
“Note:”
“A single target can only be summoned once a day.”
The faint glowing text quickly disappeared.
From the moment Xu Xingke appeared until he pounded Gallian into mush against the wall and they conversed, a total of one minute and ten seconds passed.
There were still one minute and fifty seconds left.
Xu Xingke looked back at Shen Ye, a faint smile on his face.
“You’ve entered a state of flow, haven’t you…”
“Please enlighten me, master.” Shen Ye quickly said.
Xu Xingke scrutinized him from head to toe, then spoke: “This is what ‘to hear the Dao in the morning and die content in the evening’ refers to, and also the state of ‘enlightenment’.”
“But it will fade soon.”
“You must cherish everything you comprehend during this process.”
“Understood, master.” Shen Ye said.
One minute and thirty seconds remained.
Xu Xingke looked at the Lord God statue, spit out his cigarette butt, trampled it out with his foot, and then spoke:
“I see you’re setting up a statue of destruction—”
“The current situation is very dangerous; which side do you plan to take?”
Shen Ye’s expression became serious.
He needed to discuss this with his master.
“We humans can only survive in the multi-layered universe, and the two true creations here have previously destroyed the multi-layered universe, and they may continue to do so in the future—”
“This is a natural stance; they are definitely our human enemies.”
“Understood, so you plan to side with destruction?” Xu Xingke asked, arms crossed.
“Not entirely.”
Shen Ye continued:
“The Catastrophe of Destruction has ravaged the Eternal World, and now it seeks to destroy the entire World of Truth. If it succeeds, none of us will survive.”
Xu Xingke looked at him a few times and then spoke:
“Destruction and Truth—the entities of these two factions are extremely powerful. We are no match for them.”
“But I don’t want to let either of them off,” Shen Ye said.
“That’s difficult.”
“Living is difficult, master.”
Xu Xingke’s eyes flickered. He reached into his pocket, pulled out a cigarette pack, and offered a cigarette.
The lighter ignited.
“Thank you, master.”
Shen Ye took a puff, feeling as if he was twenty again.
Xu Xingke began to talk about another matter:
“Earth is extremely useful to the true creations. Humans born on Earth can help the true creations exert power beyond their own.”
“Earth is also an anchor point for the destruction faction to penetrate the World of Truth; the destruction faction also needs this foothold.”
“—So neither of them wants to destroy Earth.”
“I see.” Shen Ye said, suddenly enlightened.
Amidst the swirling smoke, two sparks flickered.
The conversation continued—
“The Lord God of Destruction intends to establish its nest in this city, so it can continuously draw immense power of destruction from beyond the world.”
“The True Creations are striving to prevent this process.”
“That’s the current situation. You must plan before acting, otherwise, if one side wins too quickly, we won’t be able to take out both of them.”
“Yes, we must make them suffer mutual losses,” Shen Ye exclaimed.
“Ideally, they’ll just destroy each other completely,” Xu Xingke said.
“But among these three parties, we humans are the weakest.”
“Yes, the weakest.”
“Haha, completely unwinnable.”
“Right.”
Master and disciple exchanged glances, a tacit understanding between them.
Last ten seconds.
“Although that devil is dead, his soul has returned to his Lord God. You still need to be careful later.”
Xu Xingke cautioned.
“I will be careful—Master, how much longer will this flow state last?”
“Well—it should have ended already—wait, you mean you’re still in that state?”
“Yes.”
Xu Xingke stepped back, observing him closely.
The last second.
“Tsk.”
He let out an enigmatic sound, and his figure gradually faded, disappearing into the distance.
—The Divine Summoning ended.
Shen Ye stood blankly, unsure what his master wanted to say in the end.
However, a female voice rang out:
“The longer your flow state lasts, the stronger your ability to comprehend and penetrate everything becomes—how do you do it?”
—Ning Yunyu.
She stood by, carefully observing Shen Ye.
“Just ignore the miscellaneous thoughts and things, that’s all,” Shen Ye said, spreading his hands.
“Is it to discard them?” Ning Yunyu asked.
“It’s not discarding, it’s not bothering with them,” Shen Ye said.
“Easier said than done. If one could maintain this state all the time, it would be extremely advantageous in combat,” Ning Yunyu said.
“Is that so…”
Shen Ye quietly sensed everything.
The entire world seemed to be integrated with him, everything existing quietly and beautifully within his perception.
If he were to ponder a question—
For example, how to integrate the element “eating” into saber techniques?
Countless moments spent with Chatelet flashed through his mind, so much so that he could almost feel all her emotions at the time, and even the characteristics of her abilities.
With the experience of integrating three techniques into his saber techniques, he only needed to follow the existing experience, and it should be done this way—
The long saber swung.
An inexplicable aura appeared on the blade.
Wind.
Dispersed.
It really felt different.
He seemed to have gained some insight in a certain aspect.
Was it because of all the battles he had experienced for so long, or because he possessed three powers of eternity, destruction, and truth, or was it purely accidental insight gained during the epiphany of saber technique?
Shen Ye looked up.
No new entries.
So this should just be an ordinary advancement in saber technique?
Ning Yunyu stood by, watching the long saber in his hand, and involuntarily took a step back.
“What kind of saber technique is that?”
“What’s wrong?”
“It seems to devour people, terrifyingly so.”
“Ah, wait a moment.”
Shen Ye closed his eyes slightly, gathering all his power bit by bit, hiding it within the saber.
The wind stopped.
Everything returned to normal.
“How is it?” he asked.
“There doesn’t seem to be any problem, but it feels even more terrifying.”
“That’s because you’re an expert—never mind, I also need to keep practicing this move.”
As the two were talking, they saw a little girl suddenly appear in the church.
Shen Ye glanced at her and chuckled:
“It’s nothing.”
He waved his hand.
The Rain of Gloom Saber in his hand flew out, chanting a necromantic spell in mid-air, collecting all the corpses and blood.
“An acquaintance? Who is she?” Ning Yunyu asked.
“I don’t know her, but she came here because she was dreaming at night,” Shen Ye said.
—The Hun Tian Technique had reversed the humans of Earth and the Death Planet.
Now.
Humans on the Death Planet are all awakening their memories.
If they come to Earth again, it will only be when they are asleep at night, in their dreams.
The little girl looked around in bewilderment.
By this time, the big skeleton had already cleaned up the floor.
So the little girl saw nothing, only walked towards the two curiously.
“Big brother, big sister, what is this place?”
The little girl asked curiously.
“I’ll tell you quietly.” Shen Ye leaned in and whispered in her ear:
“This is from the fairy tale world—Ah!!!”
He suddenly let out a loud cry.
The little girl jumped, her form instantly unstable, and she vanished.
“Where is she?”
Ning Yunyu asked.
“She was startled in her dream, probably woke up—as soon as she wakes up, she leaves Earth and returns to the Death Planet,” Shen Ye explained.
“Will she remember what happened here?”
“No.”
Yes.
What happened in the multi-layered universe back then—
People on Earth also completely forgot everything after waking up.
So some things have actually already begun.
For example.
On the other side of the city.
Xie Lan stood in front of a mirror, examining himself carefully.
“My strength is too weak… I still need to use my true form…”
He casually waved the fan in his hand.
*Snap*.
With a flick of the fan, he transformed into Nangong Sirui.
He was about to leave, but then felt uneasy.
“What if someone has joined the destruction faction and knows me…”
The Mountains and Rivers Sacred Fan waved again.
*Snap*.
He transformed into a completely unfamiliar young man.
This should be fine now!
Nangong Sirui strolled out of the room onto the street, exuding his aura.
He began to wander aimlessly.
A few tens of minutes later.
When Shen Ye and Ning Yunyu received the token mission—
He had successfully entered a special interview.
It was an abandoned warehouse.
A group of masked people sat behind a table, scrutinizing Nangong Sirui and several others.
“You all have a certain level of strength.”
“But to join our cult, and follow us to witness the true nature of the world, you still need to undergo the final test.”
The leader said in a deep voice.
“What test?” Nangong Sirui couldn’t help but ask.
“Talent—to see if you have enough talent to wield the power to destroy everything.”
“The rule is: defeat your competitors.”
“Only those who are still standing after 5 minutes can join us.”
“Begin!”
The few candidates looked at each other.
No one moved.
The leader behind the table, seemingly accustomed to such scenes, placed a box on the table.
The box opened.
Inside were stacks of banknotes.
“Successfully selected candidates will immediately receive a reward of 2 million, and then be granted powerful elemental forces.”
The leader raised his hand.
Black flames immediately erupted from his hand.
Such temptation caused everyone’s breathing to become heavy.
“Hmph!”
Finally, someone made a move.
Everyone immediately plunged into a melee.
—But everyone was bare-handed. As long as someone was knocked down and didn’t get up, they were considered to have surrendered and would not be attacked further.
Precisely because there was no danger to life, everyone fought with abandon.
Nangong Sirui fended off attacks while contemplating his next move—
Should he directly display his outstanding talent?
Or should he temporarily hide his strength and not stand out too much?
He was thinking when suddenly his heart stirred.
This… what is this feeling?
Lines of faint glowing text suddenly appeared in the void before his eyes:
“Shen Ye defeated the Demon General of Annihilation.”
“He gained attribute points through ‘Destruction Absorption’.”
“Thanks to the effect of ‘Passionate Comrade’, you have achieved a shared advancement.”
“Your current attribute points are continuously rising!”
What?
Nangong Sirui was stunned.
Wait—
I’m in combat!
But there was no time—
His aura suddenly changed, escalating to a stronger level.
This instantly alerted the observers.
“He’s good, this kid.”
“Breaking through in battle.”
“Mm, indeed, a breakthrough in battle.”
“Could it be that among these mortals, there’s a genius who only appears once in ten thousand years?”
They whispered amongst themselves.
On the other side.
Still Earth.
Xiao Mengyu, holding a wooden sword, was practicing in a dojo.
Without any warning—
Boom!
Her aura surged.
“What is this?”
Xiao Mengyu was surprised, and couldn’t help but stop her movements.
However, in the void, the same faint glowing text quietly appeared.
“Is that so…”
“His progress also benefits me?”
“I wonder what he killed to make my attributes increase so much.”
Xiao Mengyu carefully felt the changes in her strength.
Suddenly.
She looked back sharply.
Several peculiar-shaped artifacts were suspended in mid-air.
—They were the True Creations!
Xiao Mengyu had received a message from Shen Ye earlier and knew the whole story. At first, she was nervous, then relaxed, and shouted:
“What are you things?”
The creations, however, ignored her question and instead began to converse:
“Hmm, a rare sword genius.”
“See? She just had a breakthrough in power.”
“Perfect for joining us.”
“Indeed, she can be put to use!”
…
Church.
Ning Yunyu guarded the statue.
Shen Ye leaned against the wall, one hand on the saber hilt, the other casually resting against the wall.
This was to facilitate instant moves, and to make a quick escape.
After all, he had killed a Lord God’s messenger.
The messenger’s soul returned to the Lord God of Destruction—
He wondered how the Lord God would react.
Shen Ye glanced at Ning Yunyu.
She was a little uneasy.
Completely understandable.
Even Master said humans were no match.
If the Lord God really decided to pursue them, he and the Queen of Destruction would likely not escape.
However.
The whole story was simple enough to trace if one cared to.
So—
How did the Lord God view this matter?
*Ding!*
A crisp sound broke the silence.
Ning Yunyu flipped her hand and pulled out the token.
A voice then emanated from the token:
“The church statue will transform into a large-scale bombardment turret, specifically attacking all creations.”
“Personnel guarding the turret, please be advised.”
“You must hold your ground; it cannot be breached for at least 12 hours.”
“Once the position is overrun and the turret destroyed, you will be immediately erased by the Lord God!”
The voice disappeared.
At the same time, a series of scattered noises erupted outside the church.
Shen Ye pulled back the curtain to look.
Various creations swarmed towards the church in dense numbers!
Could two people possibly hold off so many True Creations?
Ning Yunyu sighed and said:
“The Lord God wants us to die here quietly.”
“That way, the conflict will be resolved.”
“And Gallian, after his resurrection, can continue to be his messenger in peace.”
“I don’t see it that way,” Shen Ye said.
“What do you think the Lord God means?” Ning Yunyu asked.
“We hold the turret, achieve a meritorious deed, and after Gallian revives, we can smack him hard in the face,” Shen Ye said.
He looked at the various creations outside, thoughts flashing through his mind.
Should he display the power of the True Creation side?
Perhaps he could help the True Creations destroy the turret here, so he could join their side?
…No.
Currently, the Destruction Faction had just arrived, and their strength was not yet sufficient.
The Destruction Faction must occupy this city.
At this time.
He must stand on the side of the Destruction Faction.
Otherwise, once the Destruction Faction was driven out of the World of Truth—
The World of Truth would be dictated by the Spirit Net and the Withered Scepter.
So—
Shen Ye drew the Rain of Gloom Saber and said:
“You guard the statue, I’ll go out and fight.”
A colossal black phantom appeared behind him.
It was the metal giant ship filled with the power of ‘Destruction Evolution’—
The Ship of Destruction.
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