Gates of the Myriad Realms Chapter 561
byThe Abyss of Destruction.
Bottom.
Inside the sinkhole.
At the bottom of the Radiant Lake.
Black Duck was guarding the escape pod, watching its brain float in and out of the water, when it suddenly felt something.
It looked up.
At some point, a new phrase appeared above its head:
“Scumbag Duck.”
“Passive Phrase, Instant Phrase.”
“Description: The first attack an enemy unleashes on you will fly back and hit them in the face.”
“—When I encounter an asshole, I am a scumbag duck.”
Duck: “…”
This works too?
It didn’t do anything.
This was something another version of itself did.
So, no matter which self it was, could it activate this kind of primitive spirit phrase ability?
Alright then.
The duck sighed, feeling a bit curious.
—Although it couldn’t use this phrase now, what level was this phrase anyway?
As it thought, a line of faint glowing text quietly appeared:
“‘Instant’ phrases cannot be suppressed and are guaranteed to take effect, but they will only take effect once.”
Alright.
One use is better than none.
…No, that’s not right.
It had three bodies; if each body used it once, wouldn’t that be three times?
Another line of small text appeared:
“After taking effect once, the phrase disappears.”
Understood.
No loopholes to exploit.
The duck yawned and continued to guard the escape pod, waiting for its brain to hatch—no, waiting for its brain to complete its energy replenishment.
Meanwhile.
Demon’s Lair, Void City.
“Deal.”
With that statement, Shen Ye’s blade finally stopped.
He smiled, appearing rather nonchalant.
When the other party shouted that, several people involuntarily changed their expressions, showing some agitation.
Indeed.
An auction house was a huge piece of fat.
Now it was to be handed over to a stranger—
How could they be willing?
Just now, out of urgent necessity, to prevent this stranger from destroying the entire city, they had reluctantly said, “Deal.”
Humans are good at going back on their word.
Especially in the face of such huge profits.
Shen Ye fell into contemplation.
Sometimes, if the battle process isn’t painful enough, and not even enough blood is shed—
Then things will absolutely not proceed smoothly.
Like the auction house.
—If the other party held a grudge, they would surely cause more trouble.
That would waste his time and energy.
“The initial agreement has been reached. I won’t destroy the city, and you’ll give me the auction house.”
Shen Ye said.
“That’s right,” the leader on the other side said.
“May I ask your name?” Shen Ye asked.
“I am Brodie, the lord of Void City.”
“Hello, City Lord Brodie. Now let’s discuss the next matter.”
“What matter? Is it the transfer of the auction house?”
“No.”
Shen Ye raised his long blade, his gaze sweeping past Brodie to lock with a few people behind him.
“I haven’t even warmed up yet and it’s already over. My hands are itching a bit — anyone here want to spar with me, you can come up.”
He said.
Brodie thought for a moment and then understood.
—The other party wanted to settle things once and for all.
If one could obtain an auction house by threatening to destroy a city—
Wouldn’t everyone follow suit?
So this person wanted to prove himself!
He wanted to show everyone—
That he gained the right to operate the auction house through his own strength!
Only then could he win over the masses.
What a good idea, but this also meant another thing—
Blood.
Brodie looked back.
Several people were eager to try.
Forget it.
The rules of the world need blood to inspire awe.
It had always been this way.
“Who dares to fight him? If anyone among you wins, they can have the auction house, and I’ll add another treasure of destruction as a reward.”
Brodie transmitted his voice.
He approved of the other party’s challenge.
Only battle would tell everyone the answer.
Whether it was sending the trouble-making elder to his death; or the strutting newcomer getting killed.
—What loss would he incur?
Anyway, the loser would surely die.
Everything of the deceased would be reclaimed by Void City—
That is, by himself, and taken into his possession.
“I’ll go.”
A man in a white robe stepped out from the crowd, bowed slightly to Brodie, and then leaped onto the stage.
“You are?”
Shen Ye asked.
“Lokken. You don’t need to remember my name, because you’re about to die.” The man in white elegantly tossed his long hair.
“Come on, wait a minute, what did you say your name was?” Shen Ye asked.
“Lokken—damn it, just die.”
Both vanished from their original positions simultaneously.
Everyone simultaneously looked up, gazing at the sky.
Mid-air.
Lokken, holding a rapier, lunged at Shen Ye while his other hand hurled a glob of sickly green venom.
He laughed maniacally:
“Hahaha, the White-striped Widow’s venom, fatal upon contact, this time you’ll—”
Splat!
For some reason, the venom flew back and splattered all over his own face.
“Ah ah ah ah ah!”
Lokken let out a high-pitched scream.
Shen Ye couldn’t help but be startled.
What kind of tactic was this?
Playing the victim?
In such a life-and-death battle, playing the victim would certainly surprise people—
But what good would playing the victim do?
Shen Ye raised his Injury Snow Blade and carefully struck an invisible blow from a distance.
A blade aura tens of meters long shot out, slicing Lokken in two with a “swish.”
The corpse fell onto the stage.
No movement.
—D-dead?
Are you here to be funny!
Shen Ye’s eyebrow twitched. He couldn’t help but ask, “Is Void City’s strength all like this?”
A moment of silence on the other side.
At this moment.
Faint glowing text had just appeared before Shen Ye’s eyes:
“Your instant phrase ‘Scumbag Duck’ has been activated!”
“…”
Shen Ye looked down.
So that was it.
In that case.
The fact that the other party died without even getting an attack off wasn’t due to weakness.
It was the phrase’s fault.
It was odd, though…
Clearly, only the duck should acquire this kind of phrase, so why did he also have it?
Faint glowing text appeared:
“You are the duck.”
Tsk.
Shen Ye felt utterly disgruntled, his brows furrowed, and he looked across.
The group on the other side was also puzzled.
—Why did this person suddenly have such a bitter, intense expression?
You won!
“Does anyone else want to try?”
Brodie asked.
There was a moment of silence.
Suddenly, someone laughed:
“That kid Lokken, after following you to take down several worlds, thought he was strong enough to manage the auction house.”
“How naive.”
The speaker stepped out from the crowd.
Everyone looked, and couldn’t help but nod to themselves, some even stepping back.
Brodie also revealed an “I knew it” expression.
“Ptolemy, don’t be as pathetic as him. Fight well, understand?”
The city lord admonished.
—The previous loss was too humiliating, it didn’t look good for him either.
“Don’t worry, City Lord, I’m not a show-off like Lokken,” Ptolemy said.
He walked step by step towards Shen Ye.
Shen Ye scrutinized him, gradually becoming serious.
The combat power above this person’s head was 1100, on par with his own.
But combat power could only be used as a reference.
The other party might have some trump cards up their sleeve.
“Start!”
Brodie shouted.
Instantly.
Shen Ye raised his Injury Snow Blade, ready to strike at any moment.
But the warrior named Ptolemy transformed into an afterimage, darting around ceaselessly.
“Activate phrase!”
He shouted loudly.
Shen Ye was a little surprised—
You guys shout when you use phrases?
However, Shen Ye noticed that the spectators all showed expressions of awe.
The power of phrases was extremely rare and unfathomably mysterious.
No wonder he had to shout.
This was both a boast and a deterrent to the enemy!
Since it’s a phrase—
—He had to be serious!
Shen Ye focused intently.
He saw lines of faint glowing text instantly refreshing and appearing before his eyes:
“The opponent has activated the destruction phrase ‘The Stronger the Fight,’ which increases all attributes by 10 points for every 10 seconds delayed in battle.”
“Attention.”
“Any phrase that has not reached the level of ‘Apex of Phrases, Name of the Crown of Truth, Incomparable Authority of the Dharma Realm’ will be immediately suppressed by ‘Mandala Ouroboros’ if it intends to harm you, and will not take effect.”
“The opponent’s phrase did not take effect.”
“The opponent remains unaware of the suppression between phrases.”
Shen Ye immediately reacted.
—That phrase of his was quite fierce!
Unfortunately—
It encountered his “Mandala Ouroboros.”
What to do?
Although there was phrase suppression, if the battle continued for too long, the opponent would realize that his attributes weren’t increasing, and would still understand.
At that point, the entire group on the other side would also gain information.
Forget it.
He couldn’t expose “Mandala Ouroboros.”
He should end this quickly.
To catch the opponent, he must—
Shen Ye said:
“Ptolemy.”
Before the words had even fallen, the ceaselessly moving afterimage paused in mid-air and suddenly flew towards Shen Ye.
—Utilizing Xu Xingke’s phrase “Serious Person,” Shen Ye grabbed the enemy!
“What is this? Is it also a phrase?”
Ptolemy’s face changed drastically, and he immediately altered his tactics.
If he couldn’t dodge, then he would fight!
He took out a blood-colored long-handled battle-axe and unleashed a combat technique.
Countless axe shadows materialized, intertwining densely, like a massive wave, chopping towards Shen Ye.
“Good move.”
Shen Ye brandished his Injury Snow Blade.
Ultimate Annihilation Twin Slashes Secret Record – Mountain Soul!
He had originally intended to merge the Twin Slashes with the Heaven-Shaking Art, but then discovered that the compatibility between the two blade arts was not high, so he canceled it at the last moment.
Fortunately.
What he was performing now was the purest destruction blade art!
Infinite dark flames surged on the blade, transforming into a towering mountain that blotted out the sky—
Mountain of Destruction Flames!
—A blade as grand and heavy as a mountain!
How could this move be blocked?
Ptolemy cried out, “It’s that legendary move!”
Behind him, a new pair of upper limbs suddenly grew, and his two hands joined together to form a spell.
—Soul Bind!
Golden chains suddenly emerged all over Shen Ye’s body, tightly binding him.
“Good opportunity!”
“Kill him in one go!”
“Charge!”
Some of the spectators yelled.
However, Ptolemy’s spell had taken effect, but he slightly turned his body, guarding himself with the long-handled battle-axe.
This was to facilitate his timely escape.
Even the chain-like spells were only meant to trap the enemy, preventing them from unleashing their full power.
What?
You want me to take the opportunity to kill him?
Dream on!
That’s the legendary Twin Slashes – Mountain Soul!
He didn’t know how much that kid had mastered, but to win against him now, he had to use his full power!
No sooner said than done—
The two sides engaged in an instant!
Ptolemy was carried by the phrase to Shen Ye’s front.
Shen Ye was also bound, unable to unleash his full power.
The spectators erupted in an uproar.
At this moment, both combatants were under the other’s control!
—Whoever could break free from control first and unleash their full power would win!
The next moment.
A sudden change occurred—
“Dharma phase unfold.”
Ptolemy whispered.
This sound startled Shen Ye.
—How could this be?
Dharma phases were only a power of the Truth World, weren’t they?
Shen Ye’s long blade trembled, retracting like a snake, guarding his front.
All the moves he had originally planned to use stopped.
At this moment.
He switched to a defensive stance—
Only to observe the Destroyer’s dharma phase across from him.
This was very important!
“It’s over.”
Ptolemy laughed heartily, his hands forming a hand seal and remaining still.
Layer upon layer of illusory shadows rapidly unfolded behind him, transforming into a planet shrouded in deathly miasma, falling towards Shen Ye.
Destruction Dharma Phase – Miasma-Born Starfall!
Boom—
The Dharma phase transformed from illusion to reality, colliding with Shen Ye’s long blade, sending him flying and smashing through countless obstacles along the way.
A huge crater formed on the ground.
A figure shot out from the bottom of the pit and stood back on the stage.
“Dharma phase? What is that thing?”
Shen Ye asked curiously.
There were wounds all over his body, clearly indicating that he had suffered a significant injury in the previous strike.
Everyone was excited.
City Lord Brodie’s tone was gentle and pleased:
“Perhaps you don’t know, this comes from the recently popular Truth World, a special way of materializing power.”
“—My friend, you can’t fall behind the times.”
Shen Ye looked down at the wounds all over his body.
The Destruction side could also use Dharma Phases now.
Tsk.
This was not good news.
From earlier, it seemed the Destruction Dharma Phase possessed explosive destructive power.
In contrast—
The Truth side’s Dharma Phases were generally used to enhance the power of a professional’s certain skill.
Unless the Dharma Phase was advanced to a certain level.
For example, “Rotation Dharma Phase – Wrathful Heavenly King Aspect.”
Shen Ye felt a surge of urgency and helplessness.
What to do?
The enemy before him was not a concern, but what about the future?
“It seems you’ve lost your fighting spirit. Alright, I’ll kill you with my next move.”
Ptolemy said.
Shen Ye came back to his senses.
“You recognized that move of mine just now?” he asked.
“Yes—the first stance of the Destruction Twin Slashes—who doesn’t recognize it?” Ptolemy said.
“But you still think you can win?” he asked again.
“The first stance of the first slash, ‘Mountain Soul,’ is public knowledge; anyone can practice it. That you could use it to block my Dharma Phase means you’ve already reached its pinnacle,” Ptolemy commented.
“You don’t seem to be afraid of my second stance,” Shen Ye said.
“The second stance, ‘Sea Soul’? You couldn’t even buy that stance by selling the entire Void City,” Ptolemy laughed.
Shen Ye didn’t speak.
But his blade was raised.
‘Mountain’, ‘Sea’, ‘Wind’, ‘Fire’, ‘Soul’; each strike is a slashing technique summarized by the Catastrophe of Destruction, gathering the power of countless civilizations, and each strike’s power doubles compared to the previous one.
—Why would I use the Sea Soul?
He suddenly vanished from his original spot.
“Watch out!”
City Lord Brodie roared.
Ptolemy hadn’t had time to react when he saw a faint blade shadow etched in the void, fluttering as if weightless, gently passing through his body.
The blade shadow grew denser.
A person emerged from nothingness, grasped the blade shadow, and sheathed it.
“You are already dead.”
Shen Ye said indifferently.
Ptolemy couldn’t help but sneer, about to strike, but found that he had lost control of his body.
His vision rapidly plummeted.
—What was happening?
A wave of confusion filled his heart.
But the darkness that followed covered everything.
It was over.
The corpse fell to the ground.
The big shot of a second ago had already departed this world.
Shen Ye looked down at his blade and said:
“Next.”
There was a moment of silence from the other side.
Immediately after.
Someone, unable to stand his calm gaze and demeanor, was immediately about to step onto the stage.
“Kid, I am—”
Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by a burst of hearty laughter from City Lord Brodie.
Brodie’s tone was inscrutable, and he mused:
“With this ‘Wind Demon Soul Severing Slash’ before us, there’s no need to fight anymore. I believe no one will object to this.”
The atmosphere grew even heavier.
With the city lord’s explanation, everyone finally understood.
The opponent’s move just now was the third stance of the Ultimate Annihilation Twin Slashes Secret Record—
Wind Demon Soul Severing Slash.
—This was an absolute secret technique, the third stance of the first slash of the Twin Slashes blade art.
A blade art like this had not appeared for a very long time.
—This was an extremely dangerous blade art!
“Are you really not fighting?”
Shen Ye asked.
“No more fighting. I believe no one will cause trouble for the auction house again.” Brodie let out a hearty laugh.
He tossed a waist token over.
Shen Ye caught it and saw two lines of small characters engraved on the token:
“Void City War Commander.”
“Level: Second.”
Presumably, the first level was the City Lord.
After this battle, he directly obtained the second-ranked level.
Along with it came a contract.
Not to damage Void City again.
Not to actively cause trouble.
The auction house is yours.
—This contract was simple, direct, and crude!
Shen Ye signed it directly.
“Thank you, City Lord.”
He smiled.
Brodie also smiled and said, “Brother, with this blade art, you’re a top figure wherever you go—I’ll welcome you with open arms if you decide to join our Void City.”
“Alright, so the auction house—”
“It’s yours.”
“Okay, then I’ll be going now. City Lord, feel free to call on me anytime you need anything.”
“Alright!”
The two bid farewell.
Shen Ye turned and left.
Someone would naturally deal with the corpses on the ground.
The spectators, having witnessed a fierce battle, also dispersed, satisfied.
Brodie seemed very pleased, and taking his many subordinates, headed towards the City Lord’s Mansion.
Shen Ye, on the other hand, carried his blade and walked towards another part of the city.
—The auction house.
From now on, he finally had a reliable identity and could investigate various internal news about the Destruction faction.
He walked slowly down the road, carrying his blood-stained blade.
The wounds on his body were still horrifying.
He needed to find a place to heal properly, otherwise, his injuries would get worse and worse.
He might even die in the end.
So—
At this very moment, it was the best, and last, chance to kill himself.
Did City Lord Brodie really give up such an opportunity?
Shen Ye walked and thought, buying a newspaper along the way.
—High-level intelligence that only certain high-ranking individuals could view!
“Constructing Dharma Phases from the Perspective of the Truth World — Principles of Destruction Dharma Phase Construction.”
This is essential!
Now that he controlled the power of destruction, wouldn’t it be more convincing if he could unfold a destruction dharma phase?
Shen Ye walked slowly, scanning the newspaper at a glance, quickly finishing it.
Ahead.
Two figures suddenly blocked his path.
“Young man, why do you carry your blade, not sheathed?”
One of the old men asked.
Shen Ye said, “The blade hasn’t drunk enough blood; it cannot be sheathed.”
“So much killer intent, you’re prone to difficulties, young man,” the other old man said.
“At least I can live until tomorrow, but old sirs, you seem to be dying today,” Shen Ye said.
“You’re overthinking it, young man. We’ve never lost,” the first old man said.
The two stood side by side, their faces wreathed in smiles.
But the street was empty.
The entire street, only Shen Ye and these two old men.
“Seeing you two suddenly reminds me of a long-past event.”
Shen Ye said.
“What?” the other party asked.
“A song breaks the heart, where in the world can one find a kindred spirit.”
After Shen Ye finished speaking, he made a hand seal.
—He was accustomed to using Dharma phases.
Now, having briefly read some introductory knowledge about destruction-type Dharma phases, he immediately understood their profound intricacies.
It wasn’t difficult at all.
In fact, one could say that as long as he possessed the power of destruction, he could conjure a Dharma phase.
In the void.
Layers of illusory light and shadow quietly appeared, solidifying behind him into a real scene.
As the Dharma phase emerged, the entire street instantly collapsed.
—This was a destruction-type Dharma phase!
It destroys everything!
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