Gates of the Myriad Realms Chapter 556
byOn the island.
Shen Ye was still swinging his blade.
He was immersed in a state of self-forgetfulness, fully focused on unraveling the mysteries of the Twin Slashes of Destruction.
— “寧雲毓” came to observe a few times and couldn’t help but nod slightly.
This man was not simple.
He could maintain a flow state continuously.
Once he comprehended the “Secret Record of the Twin Slashes of Destruction”, all his other skills would pale in comparison to this one technique.
Yes.
She had deceived him.
This blade art was actually not simple; it was an extremely rare and potent sword technique even from the Destructive side.
Correspondingly—
Once he mastered this blade art, she would immediately gain a large amount of observation value.
Now, all she had to do was wait.
However, just sitting around waiting wasn’t an option.
“How is the underground teleportation array progressing?”
She asked the attendant beside her.
“Please rest assured, my lady, it is mostly completed,” the attendant respectfully replied.
“Very good. In fact, we don’t need to fight those entities of truth to the death; that would make us look foolish.”
“寧雲毓” began issuing commands:
“Order everyone except the cannon fodder to move underground.”
“Begin constructing the underground base.”
“The battle with the void is about to begin. Remember, once the underground base is activated, large-scale troop deployment will occur.”
“寧雲毓” retracted her gaze, turned, and stepped into the void, instantly leaving Earth.
Shen Ye only needed to wait here.
There was still time, so she might as well go arrange other matters properly.
The small island quickly returned to tranquility.
The Destruction servants guarded the island, and at the same time, watched Shen Ye.
However, Shen Ye was completely unaware.
He remained in a flow state, fully dedicated to comprehending the blade art.
Lines of shimmering text appeared in the void before him:
“You activated the term ‘Mandala · Ouroboros’, drawing upon your basic attribute: spiritual power.”
“Your spiritual power has been fully drained, leaving only 1 point.”
“Currently, you only have 1 point of spiritual power, which is insufficient to comprehend the blade art.”
“You currently possess the term ‘Mandala · Ouroboros’, which forces you into a flow state, beginning to comprehend the blade art.”
“Warning!”
“Your spiritual power is too low, you still cannot comprehend this profoundly advanced blade art.”
“You begin to comprehend the blade art.”
“You cannot comprehend the blade art.”
“You begin…”
“You cannot…”
“…”
—Shen Ye had stalled himself!
To buy time, he had no choice but to push himself to this point.
At a certain moment.
He suddenly looked invigorated.
His other self seemed to have completed dealings with Ning Yunyu.
Only a small exploration task remained.
Excellent!
No need to delay much longer!
…
Meanwhile.
The Abyssal Maelstrom.
Shen Ye floated in mid-air, falling with full force.
After merging with Ning Yunyu’s Destruction talent, he developed a sensitivity to the destructive power constantly erupting within the abyss.
He knew when they would appear.
It was like having an extra pair of eyes—
During his descent, he could completely avoid various dangerous situations in advance.
This talent…
Seemed somewhat similar to “Destruction Affinity,” an innate resonance with destruction.
No wonder Ning Yunyu could climb up from the bottom of the abyss.
Shen Ye briefly tested the talent, then suddenly looked up, staring into the dark void.
Lines of shimmering text remained there:
“Fusion is ongoing.”
“You have gained Ning Yunyu’s Abyssal Resonance talent and are using the power of ‘Mandala · Ouroboros’ to perceive the truth of fusion, attempting to undergo transcendent evolution.”
“Special reminder:”
“Based on the spiritual intuition generated by the power of ‘Mandala · Ouroboros,’ you realize that currently, you need to expend one more term with the same affinity to achieve maximum benefit from the transcendent evolution.”
“Do you wish to expend a term for a deeper level of fusion?”
Shen Ye indeed had a vague sense.
It was like sitting at a dinner table, about to eat, only to find there wasn’t enough food.
—Not full yet!
Good.
Then fuse the term!
To fuse a term with the same affinity…
It must be destruction.
Among his many terms, only one belonged completely and purely to destruction.
It was a bit hard to let go of.
Shen Ye subconsciously looked up.
“The warmth of spring water.”
“…”
“—Ducks know first when the spring river warms.”
“—You are the prophet.”
Nothing to be reluctant about!
Now was the perfect opportunity to shed the so-called “duck” identity!
Now.
Fuse it immediately!
As Shen Ye willed, the term “The warmth of spring water” above his head gradually blurred.
Vast destructive power surged from the abyss, manifesting as dark flames that encircled him.
Shen Ye, without hesitation, continued to activate “Mandala · Ouroboros,” fusing all destructive elements with his talent and terms into a single entity.
Boom—
The endless dark flames transformed into black particles of constantly changing size, entirely absorbed by him.
This process lasted a full seven or eight minutes.
Finally—
Lines of shimmering text quietly appeared:
“You have merged ‘Abyssal Resonance,’ ‘The warmth of spring water,’ and endless destructive elements into one.”
“This has resulted in a perfect transcendent evolution.”
“Congratulations.”
“You have acquired a new talent ability:”
“???”
“—Specific information will only be displayed after use.”
To use?
Then use it!
Shen Ye’s heart stirred, and he instantly unleashed an unknown power.
Like a fledgling learning to fly for the first time—
A pair of wings formed from dark blazing flames suddenly grew from his back.
As soon as these wings appeared, dark flames immediately covered Shen Ye’s entire body, manifesting as countless feathers.
A certain innate power was born.
Shen Ye suddenly discovered that he could freely roam in this abyss.
Those violent destructive forces passed by him, which would have originally annihilated him, dissolving everything in him.
But now—
The destructive power still permeated everywhere, but it was like a gentle, warm springtime breeze, completely incapable of harming him.
Every time he flapped his wings, he absorbed the surrounding destructive power.
It was as if he was the master of destruction!
—This was absolutely astonishing.
Shen Ye couldn’t help but look up into the void.
He saw lines of shimmering text continuously appearing:
“Based on your demonstration, it has now been confirmed that you have acquired a new destructive term, named:”
“Primeval Spirit of Destruction.”
“Destruction-type term, rare transformation-type term.”
“Description: When you transform into the Primeval Spirit of Destruction, others will be unable to discern your past identity, and you will learn the various demands of the Will of Destruction. By fulfilling tasks for the Will of Destruction, you will gain destructive talents, terms, weapons, etc., that promote your growth.”
“—You and the Catastrophe of Destruction are in a symbiotic relationship.”
“—Amazing, duck!”
Shen Ye was initially awestruck by what he saw, but the last line of the annotation gave him an inauspicious premonition.
Amazing… duck?
Did the term have a typo?
No way.
He retracted his wings and landed on a protruding rock amidst the towering cliffs.
“Mirror of Ice.”
He uttered.
A mirror formed from ice instantly appeared before him.
In the mirror, a duck with a serious expression appeared.
The duck, wide-eyed, quickly became flustered, but then calmed down and grew a bit silent.
“It’s nothing, Shen Ye,” the Ship of Destruction’s voice rang out, “this is a primeval spirit, an extremely rare and powerful species. In any world, it’s a symbol of nobility and power.”
The duck lowered its head.
“Yes, there’s absolutely no need to be sad. As a duck, at least you don’t have to make your own breakfast,” Uncle Seven also said.
The duck still kept its head down.
The two creations had no choice but to try to persuade again:
“Hey, hey, ducks are actually very formidable.”
“That’s right, I know ducks have a magical quality.”
The duck showed an attentive expression.
“Ducks have an ultimate secret—”
Uncle Seven solemnly stated, “When roasting them, they must be hung in the oven to attract the attention of diners!”
“Bullshit! We’re supposed to be comforting him!” the Ship of Destruction roared in anger.
“Then you tell me, what’s so great about ducks’—I really don’t know,” Uncle Seven said, feeling wronged.
The Ship of Destruction said, “Ducks—”
One second.
Two seconds.
Three seconds.
“What?” Uncle Seven asked.
“In winter, duck down is very warm,” the Ship of Destruction said.
“You’re enough, you haven’t done much better than what I said,” Uncle Seven retorted.
The duck continued to remain silent.
Suddenly.
It, along with the two creations, looked up together.
Above its head, several lines of shimmering text suddenly popped out:
“Silent duck.”
“Description: Within a fifty-meter radius around you, powers below Destruction Tier 3 will be unable to be released, remaining in a silent state.”
“—The Primeval Spirit of Destruction constantly changes its form and its law structure, making it impossible for others to discern your past identity.”
A glint of cold light flashed in the black duck’s eyes.
A very good term.
No—
Good my ass!
There’s no affinity between me and a duck, so why do I still have to be a duck?!
Such a precious talent ability.
And now it’s still a duck!
It’s infuriating!
The duck’s anger finally erupted, and at the same time, the terms above its head changed again.
“Silent duck” disappeared.
A new term emerged—
Shimmering text reappeared in the void:
“Duck that makes one angry.”
“Description: Attacks below Destruction Tier 6 will inevitably be shattered by you, and you can return them twofold.”
“—The Primeval Spirit of Destruction constantly changes its form and its law structure.”
Indeed, it is a characteristic of destruction.
The power level of the angry duck directly increased to Tier 6, a full three tiers higher than the silent duck!
This was simply terrifying!
The Eternal World was defeated for good reason!
As Shen Ye was thinking, he saw new terms appearing above his head:
“Scared duck.”
“Description: You can always terrorize beings below Destruction Tier 5, making them fall into a state of panic and inability to control their bodies.”
“—The Primeval Spirit of Destruction is ever-changing.”
It changed three times in an instant!
Shen Ye felt both novelty and weariness.
He hadn’t wanted to be a duck.
But this duck was just too powerful!
At least this way, that monster “Ning Yunyu” probably wouldn’t be able to find him.
Wait—
The black duck suddenly pricked up its ears (though its ears were hidden under its feathers and unseen), listening carefully to the sounds carried on the wind.
In the void, there was a vast and ineffable will.
He had already sensed its presence.
—Was it the Will of Destruction?
The voice was sometimes high, sometimes low, chaotic and jumbled, yet it contained something he could understand.
The black duck listened for a while, and a sentence actually appeared in its mind.
“Go quickly—”
“Spirit of Destruction, you must go to the bottom of the abyss.”
“You are needed there.”
How amazing!
The duck’s eyes widened, and its flat, long beak quacked.
Could doing things for the Will of Destruction elevate one’s duck tier?
If one day, he could release Destruction Tier 20 power, wouldn’t that be no different from a main god?
Following his thought, the term above his head changed again to:
“Go, duck!”
But the duck was already too lazy to look at the meaning of this term.
It shook the dark feathers all over its body, spread its wings, and flew downwards.
Everything along the way could no longer harm it.
There were even many dark flames surrounding it, guarding it, and guiding its path ahead.
“It changed again, wow.”
The Ship of Destruction said with a tone of astonishment.
“How did I not know that the Primeval Spirit was so magical?” Uncle Seven grumbled.
The black duck glanced upwards.
The term had changed to “So popular duck!”
…That’s enough.
The black duck vigorously flapped its wings, drawing a graceful arc in the abyss, and once again accelerated its descent.
Finally.
It reached the bottom of the abyss.
It was called the bottom of the abyss, but the duck was unsure if it truly was.
Because the place was illuminated by an endless, brilliant light.
There was a giant, bottomless crater in the ground.
Uninterrupted bright light surged from the crater into the sky, extinguished by the dense dark flames around it, then burst forth again, only to be extinguished again.
This process was repeated, almost endlessly.
“It’s the light of an eternal spell!”
The Ship of Destruction said.
Uncle Seven’s puzzled voice rang out:
“That’s right, this is eternal power, it never ceases—but why is it at the bottom of the abyss?”
The black duck observed the scene, and a look of sudden realization appeared on its face, somewhat understanding now.
In the surrounding void.
That boundless will had already told him the truth of the matter here.
“This is a wound.”
The duck spoke.
“A wound?” Uncle Seven and the Ship of Destruction chorused.
The duck said solemnly:
“Yes, although the Catastrophe of Destruction annihilated the entire Eternal World, the Eternal World’s full-power strike also pierced through the entire Catastrophe of Destruction.”
“This place is the strongest eternal spell—”
“It eternally exists, continuously destroying the power of the entire Catastrophe of Destruction!”
Upon hearing this, the two entities of truth, seeing the crater enveloped in endless radiance, couldn’t help but feel a sense of solemn respect.
It turned out that taking down the entire Eternal World wasn’t so easy for the Catastrophe of Destruction after all!
It, too, was wounded!
—And by such an unceasing spell!
“What a formidable power…”
The Ship of Destruction sighed.
Uncle Seven, however, frowned and muttered:
“I wonder if our World of Truth can survive this calamity.”
For a moment.
The duck, the ship, and the breakfast shop owner were all silent.
Finally.
It was the duck who broke the silence:
“I need to get to work now.”
“Doing what?” the Ship of Destruction asked.
“The will of the Catastrophe told me that it needs a primeval spirit like me to find a way to deal with this eternal spell,” the duck said.
“This kind of thing… asking a duck to do it might not be appropriate,” the Ship of Destruction mused.
“It’s a strong duck’s dilemma,” Uncle Seven showed off his newly learned human idiom.
“Shut up,” the duck said.
A new term suddenly appeared above its head:
“Must get stronger, duck.”
The two entities of truth glanced at it, then nodded in unison.
“That’s true, but can you do it?” Uncle Seven said.
“And do you really want to help the Catastrophe of Destruction heal its wound?” the Ship of Destruction considered more deeply.
“Don’t you understand what ‘eternity’ means?” the duck asked.
“It means existing forever, never disappearing,” the Ship of Destruction said.
“Exactly—even if I draw some eternal power, this spell will still exist eternally, and my mission will be considered complete,” the duck said.
“That makes sense,” Uncle Seven couldn’t help but nod.
The duck waddled forward a few steps and extended its wings.
The term “Mandala · Ouroboros” was activated!
This was the strongest term in the World of Truth, the pinnacle of terms, the name of the Truth Crown, an incomparable authority of the dharma realm!
Shen Ye had spent countless hours and countless methods to create such a term!
As seen from the bottomless pit, specks of brilliant light flew towards it.
They gathered around the duck’s wings, gradually forming a mass, and then—
All merged into the duck’s body.
The term above the duck’s head instantly changed to “So powerful duck!”
The surrounding endless dark flames also surged forth, all coalescing around it.
“What’s going on?”
The Ship of Destruction couldn’t help but ask.
“It’s nothing, I did a little work, so the Catastrophe of Destruction thanked me and promoted my rank,” the duck said.
“Then you—”
“My destruction term has advanced one tier, and all my attributes have received a significant boost.”
The duck’s tone was very profound as it continued:
“It’s time.”
“Time for what?” The two creations were puzzled.
“I am an ancient survivor of the Eternal World, the human with the last Key of Eternal Life.”
“Now that I have obtained this most fundamental eternal power, I can do that thing—”
“The Door!”
It uttered a low cry.
A spiritual door leading to the Eternal World quietly appeared.
…
Meanwhile.
Back on Earth.
On the island.
Shen Ye suddenly released all his spiritual power, allowing it to return to its normal level.
Then he continued to comprehend the blade art.
It was already just a step away from completion, and now with sufficient spiritual power—
The blade art’s cultivation flowed naturally.
“Congratulations.”
“寧雲毓’s” voice reached him from afar:
“It seems you have succeeded.”
Shen Ye held his long blade level and smiled, “Yes, but I’m not satisfied with just this.”
“What do you want to do?” “寧雲毓” asked.
“On the foundation of this blade art, create an even stronger blade art!” Shen Ye declared.
“That’s not something an ordinary person can achieve,” “寧雲毓” said, shaking her head with a smile.
Shen Ye, however, said nothing more.
Heavenly Quake Slash.
It began to merge with the “Secret Record of the Twin Slashes of Destruction” he had just mastered.
One was a technique that had undergone endless evolution in the World of Truth, ultimately transforming into a blade art.
The other was a super-strong offensive slash from the world of destruction.
—They could even undergo another transcendent evolution!
Shen Ye held the blade, quietly awaiting the result of the fusion.
“寧雲毓” smiled and walked towards him, but after a few steps, the smile on her face gradually faded.
She stopped in place.
“What’s wrong?”
Shen Ye asked, knowing full well.
—Without Ning Yunyu’s soul, it didn’t know how to act like a human girl.
“I just remembered something important I need to take care of; I’ll be back in a moment.”
“寧雲毓” said.
“Okay, I’ll wait for you here.”
Shen Ye smiled at her.
“寧雲毓” ignored him, and with a flash, disappeared.
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