Gates of the Myriad Realms Chapter 549
byIt was late.
One o’clock in the morning in the city.
Only the dim yellow streetlights illuminated the cold, silent streets.
Everyone was asleep.
Or rather—
People had already returned to the planet of death.
Only those who occasionally dreamed would reach Earth again.
So things became different.
In a dark alley.
The void opened.
Shen Ye landed silently.
“Ah—”
He yawned, stretched, put his hands in his pockets, and walked out of the alley with a bored expression.
The alley was silent at first.
But as he reached the mouth of the alley, three people were already standing outside.
“Who are you?”
Shen Ye asked.
The several people, wearing black trench coats, looked him up and down.
“Doesn’t look promising.”
“Yes, barely exceeding the basic attributes of an ordinary person.”
“Probably hasn’t even activated his dharma imagery yet.”
The few people turned and left.
Shen Ye—
Or rather, the Earth’s true Shen Ye, stood there, stunned for a moment, feeling a bit bewildered.
“Are these people crazy?”
He muttered to himself.
He continued to walk forward, but after a few steps, he saw two crows perched on a streetlamp.
“No.”
“Not enough aptitude.”
The two crows flew away after their assessment.
Shen Ye didn’t mind, casually grabbed a shared bicycle by the roadside, and rode towards a certain part of the city.
A few minutes earlier.
The church.
The three truth constructs fled in disarray, disappearing in an instant.
Shen Ye stood still, carefully examining the lines of faint text that had just appeared:
“Your trait ‘Vampire Lord’ has evolved into:”
“Mandala Ouroboros.”
“The peak of traits, the name of the Crown of Truth, unparalleled authority over the Dharma Realm.”
“Description: Extract the elements of the target, or directly use the target, to transform them into the elements you need, and then perform hyper-fusion.”
“Can be used once every ten minutes.”
“Activation condition: Recite ‘Mandala’.”
“Note:”
“1. This trait cannot be reverted once it appears;”
“2. This trait comes with a ‘Flow State’. When you approach this trait, the ‘Flow State’ has already descended upon you;”
“3. Enemies cannot know the entire process unless they possess a trait of the same level;”
“4. Any trait that has not reached the level of ‘peak of traits, name of the Crown of Truth, unparalleled authority over the Dharma Realm’, if it poses a threat to you, will be immediately suppressed by ‘Mandala Ouroboros’ and rendered ineffective;”
“5. Your ‘Flow State’ will generate an evaluation system, allowing you to understand the combat power values of various targets.”
“Furthermore:”
“The prestige required for trait upgrades far exceeds imagination. No one has ever completed so many advancements on a single trait. You are the first.”
“—This is your true name in the Dharma Realm, and it also represents the evolution of the entire Dharma Realm.”
Shen Ye looked at the faint text, feeling a mix of relief and excitement.
Indeed.
Starting from “Vampire Child”, this trait had undergone many upgrades, which was extremely difficult.
Now it had finally reached its peak.
—The most important part was “elemental transformation.”
This changed the entire power of the trait!
Should he try it?
But—
Those three truth constructs had run away.
Should he try it on Ning Yunyu?
No!
If her elements were extracted, her strength would decrease.
As he was thinking, he suddenly felt the ground beneath his feet tremble slightly, and light illuminated the entire church.
It was the Cannon of Destruction!
It had once again accumulated enough power and was about to unleash a bombardment towards the distant battlefield!
Boom—
Amidst the deafening roar, a scorching beam of light shot towards the distant sky.
A numerical value popped up, appearing next to the scorching beam of light:
“7000.”
This was the evaluation system generated within the “Flow State,” allowing Shen Ye to understand the combat power values of various targets!
So the power of this cannon shot was as high as 7000 points?
At this moment.
Shen Ye’s heart stirred, and he muttered:
“Mandala.”
The scorching beam of light showed no change, still passing through the clouds of the night sky and rapidly moving away.
But—
A swirling mass of light and flame quietly appeared in Shen Ye’s hand.
“You have absorbed a large quantity of destruction elements; their original source is abundant and usable.”
“With the power of ‘Mandala Ouroboros’, they can be transformed into any element. Do you wish to transform them?”
This was truly astonishing.
Shen Ye looked down at the long saber in his hand.
“Transform into undead elements and infuse them into the Rain of Slaughter Saber.”
He silently recited in his mind.
In an instant.
All the light and flames merged into the long saber, disappearing without a trace.
The soul-stirring cry of the large skeleton rang out:
“Ah… how can it feel so good… what did you inject into me!”
Shen Ye felt his veins bulge and said,
“It’s undead elements—I guess they can help you increase your strength.”
“Of course!” The large skeleton shrieked excitedly, “I’ve never seen so much elemental power in my life!”
The black-green glow of the bone blade began to change form.
Faint text quietly appeared:
“With the power of traits, hyper-evolution is currently complete.”
“You have obtained a new blade weapon:”
“??? (Please rename the fusion weapon).”
“Temporary variant weapon, blade weapon, Truth Tier Seven.”
“Description: The long saber possesses extreme cold poison and sharpness, freezing and corroding everything during attack.”
“—Destruction, poison, and fire fuse into one, advancing into another extreme power.”
A faint mist of ice emanated from the blade.
The saber.
It had become stronger.
But—
It was a fused saber, and it had no name of its own.
“Hey, how do you feel?”
Shen Ye asked.
“I’ve also advanced, hey! Next time there’s such a good opportunity, please don’t forget your brother.”
The voice of the big skeleton rang out from the long saber.
“Don’t worry, it’ll be quick—but for the saber you’ve transformed into, shouldn’t it have a name or something?” Shen Ye said.
“Well, are there any famous weapons in your world?” the big skeleton asked.
“Frostmourne,” Shen Ye said.
“Then I’ll be Snowmourne,” the big skeleton immediately replied.
“…The style isn’t quite high enough,” Shen Ye commented.
“Then you pick one,” the big skeleton said unhappily.
“Okay.”
Shen Ye’s heart stirred, and the “???” on the long saber changed into a new name:
“Congratulations.”
“After your long saber advanced, it gained a new name:”
“Snow of Sorrows.”
The voice of the big skeleton rang out from the long saber: “Your style isn’t much higher than mine.”
“Don’t mind these trivial matters,” Shen Ye said.
He admired the long saber with appreciative eyes.
Ten minutes!
In just ten minutes, he could use “Mandala Ouroboros” again.
This meant that in ten minutes, the long saber could advance again!
What kind of concept was this!
Shen Ye himself was a little emotional.
He had also witnessed the situation of the Destruction faction.
At that time, a single Destruction trait could cause a sensation throughout the entire Castle of the End.
—The Eternal World had never even seen any traits.
No matter in which world, traits were extremely rare powers!
Yet he had raised a trait to its peak.
It deserved such power!
“How are things?”
Ning Yunyu’s voice came from inside the church.
“It’s fine, the enemies have all fled,” Shen Ye said.
“That’s good—what are you doing?” Ning Yunyu asked.
“Just resting a bit, I’m quite tired,” Shen Ye sighed.
“Come in, I’ll keep you company.” Ning Yunyu’s tone changed slightly.
Before Shen Ye could speak, he suddenly saw several figures appear in the night.
“Who’s there?”
He barked.
Several men and women, with destruction aura swirling around them, scaled the wall and landed on the grass.
The leader, sporting a thick beard and dark eyebrows, asked arrogantly:
“Are you the guardian of this stronghold?”
“Yes,” Shen Ye said.
“We are the artisan group responsible for operating the cannon. This is our token.”
The bearded man tossed over a token.
Shen Ye took the token and channeled his destruction power.
Indeed, the token displayed the corresponding mission description.
They were indeed the artisan group.
“By the way, why didn’t you come earlier?”
Shen Ye asked grumpily.
“Many emissaries were bribed by Gallian, and we have to follow orders from our superiors—you should understand that,” the bearded man said.
Since the other party so directly explained the reason, Shen Ye had nothing more to say.
“No more talk, the battle still depends on you. We’re going in to check the cannon.”
The bearded man said.
He waved his hand, leading the others towards the church.
They walked past Shen Ye.
Numerical values of varying sizes appeared above each person’s head:
“300.”
“270.”
“267.”
“…”
Shen Ye found it interesting and couldn’t help but look up at himself.
A line of numbers also appeared above his head:
“900 (5000).”
Subconsciously, a sudden realization dawned on him.
The value in parentheses was the combat power of the Three-Strike Slash, using the power of the Ship of Destruction.
Ordinarily.
His combat power was 900.
But if he included his traits, and his dharma imagery and other abilities, he was actually more than 900.
So this 900 was just a type of flow state assessment.
Only for reference.
Not to be taken literally.
Shen Ye silently thought to himself.
After only a few minutes.
Another team scaled the wall and landed on the grass.
“We are a new guard unit, here to reinforce your strength, and of course, we will follow your leadership.”
The leader said.
He still tossed over a token.
The identity was verified as correct.
—It seemed the importance attached to this place was gradually increasing.
This way, he could relax a bit.
But—
“When did you receive the order?”
Shen Ye asked.
“Just now,” the leading warrior said.
“Let them in, they can guard the cannon,” Ning Yunyu’s voice came from the church.
“Okay—you can go in,” Shen Ye said.
A group of destruction servants entered the church.
The数值 of these people was higher than that of the artisans just now.
Their values were around 400.
At this moment.
Here at the church, there were both the artisan group and the guard squad.
It should be safe now.
Before long.
Two destruction servants came out of the church hall and asked Shen Ye to go back and rest.
He walked into the church and saw Ning Yunyu giving orders.
The defense work of the squad was arranged in an orderly manner.
The artisans were inspecting the cannon.
Shen Ye had nothing to do.
He simply found a corner, sat there, and took out a roasted chicken to eat.
But as time passed, he found that the artisans began to build a second idol—
Were they preparing to build a second cannon?
“Hey, these things don’t seem to be part of our mission anymore.”
Shen Ye reminded.
“But we have to guard for 12 hours,” Ning Yunyu said.
That’s true.
Shen Ye smiled, took out a bento box and handed it over, asking:
“Do you want some?”
Ning Yunyu waved her hand and said, “I’ll quickly set up the defenses here, so we can relax a bit.”
“Okay.” Shen Ye nonchalantly took back the bento box, watching her receding back.
The next moment.
A line of numbers appeared above Ning Yunyu’s head:
“9,000,000.”
Shen Ye was stunned.
Ning Yunyu seemed to sense something, instinctively turning back to meet his gaze, asking what was wrong with her eyes.
“Nothing, I just remembered that day…”
Shen Ye stared at her blankly.
Ning Yunyu gave him an annoyed look, then turned to her work.
Only Shen Ye remained, still sitting in the corner, holding chopsticks with a chicken drumstick clutched between them.
Things…
…seemed to be getting serious.
Ning Yunyu knew a lot about herself.
Who exactly was she?
Oh, right.
She was the only one who had climbed out of the Abyss of Destruction.
It was said that no one had ever been able to do it.
So—
Was she really Ning Yunyu?
Or was she someone else?
Shen Ye forced himself to calm down, slowly chewing the chicken leg, while his mind raced to formulate a plan.
No matter who she was.
What was most important now was—
His heart stirred.
In an alley at the other end of the city.
Earth’s Shen Ye quietly appeared.
“Mandala.”
Shen Ye let out a low cry, drawing a large mass of elements from himself and placing them into his dharma imagery.
This way.
He would appear even more like an ordinary person.
Ring, ring, ring!
His phone rang.
“Hello.”
“The first fragment… Alright, I’m on my way.”
The call ended.
—As an ordinary human, not belonging to the Destruction faction, nor to the Truth faction.
No one should come after him.
Because it was meaningless.
Both sides should know by now that the people here were merely dream-bodies in their sleep.
They couldn’t be killed.
Then—
Action!
Hurry up and find the Eternal Fragments!
He needed to use “Mandala Ouroboros” to make Eternity stronger—
—They must all merge into his body!
This earthly body was a survivor of the Eternal World.
There should be no problem!
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