Gates of the Myriad Realms Chapter 576
byCounty town.
On the street.
The constable rode a fast horse and galloped towards the noodle shop.
Pedestrians scurried to the side of the road.
The old blind man was no exception.
He stood against the wall, pondering his next move, when he suddenly heard a voice:
“How about we shake hands and make peace?”
The old blind man turned sharply.
Behind him was a wall.
The person speaking was on the other side of the wall.
The old blind man pressed his hand against the wall, about to exert force, but immediately stopped.
Now he had two choices.
1. Continue to be trapped here.
2. Break through this wall, go over and fight with that green brain, and if he wins, he can get out.
The best strategy was—
2.
Get out first.
But what kind of being was he?
To be played like this, and then to follow the advice of the other party and slink away?
The old blind man grinned grimly, forcefully broke through the wall, and fell into a lotus pond with a “plop.”
He then sprang out of the lotus pond and landed in the pavilion.
On the stone table in the pavilion was a rectangular metal box, only the size of a palm.
No one!
It was this metal box!
The voice kept coming from the metal box:
“If you insist on fighting…”
“Talk next time.”
The voice disappeared.
The old blind man strode forward, grabbed the rectangular metal box, and crushed it with force.
Damn it!
The other party hadn’t even shown up!
In other words, the other party didn’t dare to fight him head-on.
And as long as he didn’t show up, he couldn’t break through this blade.
—Was there really no way?
The old blind man’s figure flickered, and he suddenly appeared in the shade under the bridge.
Augustus was resting there.
The old blind man clenched one hand into a fist and swung it through the air.
Thump.
Augustus was sent flying, crashing into the bridge pier, turning into a puddle of blood and gore.
Effortlessly, killed with one punch!
“Hmph, as long as I keep killing him until he’s completely dead, you won’t have any power to absorb…”
“Then, let’s see how you play!”
The old blind man muttered to himself.
…
Seventeen years ago.
A baby “wailed” as it was born.
Augustus!
As soon as he was born, he regained the memories of his previous life.
—He was killed by a terrifying fellow, an old blind man.
That fellow was too terrifying!
Even if he was reborn at this moment of birth, how could he be his opponent?
The baby looked a little troubled.
“Haha, the Taoist priest just came to see, and Gu’er has a Heavenly Spiritual Root!”
“Really? That’s great, our family is saved!”
“Heaven bless us!”
The baby’s eyes suddenly widened.
Heavenly Spiritual Root.
What was that?
Seventeen years passed in a flash.
“Old man, I’ve come for revenge!”
Thud!
The old blind man punched out in surprise.
Augustus died.
…
One hundred and seventy years ago.
A corpse suddenly opened its eyes.
“What, I’m a disciple of the Tianyun Sect, and I committed suicide because I was rejected for marriage?”
“I… transmigrated into a cultivator?”
“That’s great, when I achieve cultivation, I will definitely get my revenge!”
One hundred and seventy years later.
“Old man, I’ve come for revenge!”
Thud!
The old blind man punched out in surprise.
Augustus died.
“So that’s it, you’re even urging him to cultivate continuously, providing more power for this world…”
The old blind man’s face was terrifyingly grim.
“Old man, I’ve come for revenge!”
“Old man, I’ve come for revenge!”
“Old man, I’ve come for revenge!”
“…”
More and more people kept popping up at this moment.
All he could do was constantly face the enemy.
It was simply endless!
“Enough, let me out – you are an independent entity, you don’t have to join us!”
The old blind man shouted.
In an instant.
Everything around him disappeared.
He found himself still standing in that long passage.
His body naturally reverted, still the almost invincible multi-brained blood body.
Dozens of meters away.
The green brain floated in mid-air, as if it had been waiting for him for a long time.
“This move is not simple.”
Multi-brained River said.
“It’s very complicated indeed, to be honest, there are many parts that even I haven’t fully worked out yet,” the green brain said.
Multi-brained River was silent for a few seconds.
“Let’s leave this place. I’ve already helped you get your body back. You won’t need me anymore,” the green brain said again.
“But—”
Multi-brained River seemed somewhat hesitant.
“But what?” the green brain asked.
“But this move has great potential. If I can possess it, I can make it even stronger, and perhaps one day, after a long time, I can evolve it to an infinitely powerful level,” Multi-brained River said.
“This isn’t simply a single blade technique,” the green brain said, “It incorporates too many things to reach this level. I’m sorry, I can’t teach it to you.”
Multi-brained River was silent again for a moment.
“Let’s part ways here.”
The green brain finished speaking and retreated.
“Sorry.”
A voice emerged from Multi-brained River’s body.
“After you used such a move, I can no longer give up on you.”
“Because such a move is of great use to me!”
Before the words finished, Multi-brained River suddenly disappeared from its original spot.
Its speed was extremely fast.
Its timing was also perfect; the other party absolutely had no chance to deliver another blow.
Indeed.
He had clearly said he would no longer seek to acquire the other party.
Acting now would be breaking his word.
But if he could get that one sword technique—
Nothing else mattered!
In an instant.
A blurry afterimage swept through the corridor, grabbing the green brain and shouting:
“You are ours!”
Snap.
The green brain turned into a wisp of an illusion and completely vanished.
It was gone.
Multi-headed River was stunned.
This was—
What was happening?
He suddenly tried punching the wall next to him.
Boom!
The wall shattered.
The noon sun streamed in.
Along both sides of the street, small vendors crowded, hawking cabbage, radishes, beef, chicken, duck, fish, and so on.
—This was a wet market!
The Multi-Brained River walked out, paused, and continued forward.
It found itself back to being the old blind man.
Looking back.
The shattered wall was actually a collapsed, dilapidated temple, dating back who knows how many years, overgrown with weeds, with several sleeping vagrants inside.
People paid no attention to it.
The old blind man fell silent.
Just now—
He hadn’t actually gotten out.
He appeared to have been released, but in the end, he went back on his word and did something untrustworthy.
The other party had guarded against his reneging.
And succeeded.
The old blind man pulled out a tattered cloth and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
If only he had known, he would have avoided this move from a distance after getting out, and then gone to capture that guy.
That would have been the right thing to do.
He was too confident.
What now?
The old blind man sighed and began to ponder the next steps.
Upon careful thought.
The matter still had to rest on the first person affected.
He had to go negotiate with him, to see if he could—
“Old man, I’ve come for revenge!”
Someone shouted.
Immediately after, a sword came flying towards him.
The old blind man hastily retreated, shouting:
“Slow down, slow down, let’s talk this through!”
He needed to plan for the long term.
He had to unite with him and figure out a solution!
Augustus roared:
“Talk my ass, how many times have you killed me?”
He wielded his sword, relentlessly chasing and slashing at the old blind man.
The wet market instantly descended into chaos.
Three hundred years later.
“Master.”
“Hmm.”
“Today, I shall ascend to the Heavenly Realm.”
“Good, go forth.”
“For over three hundred years, thanks to Master’s earnest teachings, this disciple is eternally grateful.”
“No need for thanks, go forth.”
“Yes.”
Augustus knelt on the ground, bowed several times, and was about to get up and leave when he suddenly remembered something.
“Master, has your delusion truly healed?”
He asked cautiously.
The old blind man sat cross-legged, eyes closed, and upon hearing this, his mouth twitched slightly, and he whispered:
“Go on your way; you needn’t concern yourself with me.”
“Master, your strength is unfathomable, why not ascend to the Heavenly Realm with me? Perhaps there are immortals in the heavens who can cure your delusion?” Augustus asked.
“Go on your ascension, you needn’t concern yourself with me. I still have matters to attend to in the human world.” The old blind man smiled.
“…Yes, Master,” Augustus said.
He walked out of the room, and with a flicker of his figure, he flew towards the distant sky.
Only the old blind man remained seated there.
No one around.
He suddenly let out a furious roar and slammed his fist into the ground.
Rumble—
The terror of this punch was enough to destroy a planet!
The earth was shattered to dust.
All things withered.
All living beings perished.
The void flashed.
The next second.
Everything returned to normal.
Augustus reappeared before him, knelt on both knees, and spoke:
“Master.”
“Hmm.”
“Today, I shall ascend to the Heavenly Realm.”
“Good, go forth.”
“For over three hundred years, thanks to Master’s earnest teachings, this disciple is eternally grateful.”
“No need for thanks, go forth.”
The old blind man responded woodenly, waiting for the other party to leave.
No one around.
It sat there motionless, like a stone sculpture, devoid of all vitality.
Three hundred years.
He had tried countless methods, all unable to break this blade.
Yet, Augustus, controlled by his body and thoughts, had actually embarked on a path of cultivation!
The harder he cultivated.
The more power this world captured.
However, he couldn’t fall out with Augustus; if they kept fighting, power would be absorbed even faster!
Working together wasn’t an option either.
Sometimes.
Augustus was not Augustus.
He didn’t know what it was, but he couldn’t kill it, like an existence in a dream.
Exhausted to the extreme.
Completely helpless.
Night fell, then dawned, then extinguished, then dawned again.
Suddenly.
The old blind man spoke: “Three hundred years, you have absorbed most of my power and his, and now you no longer fear us.”
“I can’t defeat you, nor do I pose any threat to you.”
“Let me go.”
Silence filled the room.
No one answered.
Dead silence.
The old blind man trembled uncontrollably, and demanded sharply, “What do you want? Speak! I’ll give you anything, just let me go!”
“Let me go!!!”
No one answered.
The whole world maintained a dreamlike and icy silence.
The old blind man suddenly remembered something.
Three hundred years ago—
That’s right.
That lotus pond!
Perhaps there’s a chance?
This thought was like the only ray of light in the darkness.
Yes.
The other party could do this.
Why couldn’t he?
Following his logic, and working his plan through the operation of this blade technique.
Perhaps…
The old blind man seemed to regain his vitality.
His hands trembled non-stop, gripping together to form a spell seal.
“Luckily, over the years, I’ve managed to cultivate some time-related techniques…”
“Let’s give it a try!”
The spell seal was formed.
In an instant.
The old blind man vanished from his spot.
Three hundred years ago.
County town.
On the street.
The constables rode fast horses, galloping towards the noodle shop.
Pedestrians rushed to the side of the road.
The old blind man was no exception.
He leaned against the wall, contemplating his next move, when a voice suddenly echoed in his ears:
“How about we shake hands and make peace?”
The old blind man turned sharply.
Behind him was a wall.
The person speaking was on the other side of the wall.
The old blind man pressed his hand against the wall, about to exert force, but immediately stopped.
Last time.
He had smashed the wall, jumped into the lotus pond, and then crushed the sound-making object in the pavilion.
Upon reflection.
He had never seen that rectangular metal object again.
In the entire world, only that thing was out of place.
It was his hope!
“Shake hands and make peace… Okay, I don’t want to fight you anymore either.”
The old blind man said.
—He spoke these words with almost the greatest effort to keep himself calm.
I agree.
No more fighting.
I want nothing anymore.
Let me out.
Just let me out, and everything will be fine.
Let me out!!!
“You don’t want my brain anymore?”
The voice continued to ask.
“No longer. Your move surpassed my imagination. I bet no race of existence could devise such a blade technique.”
“—Honestly, I am thoroughly convinced.”
“Let’s end it here.”
The old blind man said it all in one breath, and by the end, he even felt he had completely poured out his heart.
The voice spoke again:
“Since that’s the case, turn around, go into the alley on the opposite street, count fifteen steps, and stop.”
“Good.”
The old blind man complied.
He crossed the street, entered the alley, and walked fifteen steps.
Stop.
The surroundings shifted.
The long passage reappeared before him.
He was back.
Back!
Wait a minute—
Who knows if this time it’s real or fake?
The old blind man controlled his emotions and looked across.
He saw a young man sitting cross-legged in the corner against the wall.
The long blade, as dazzling as a galaxy, was plunged beside him.
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Not far from the young man.
Two sharp sword lights formed a cross, pinning Augustus.
…Perhaps he really came back.
“Nice to meet you,” the young man waved at him. “Although there were some unpleasant incidents, you did, after all, shelter me for a while.”
The long blade beside him spoke: “No need to thank it; if it weren’t for you, it would have been eaten.”
“Still, I should thank you,” the young man said with a grin.
The old blind man steadied himself and spoke:
“I don’t want your brain anymore. I will never have that thought again.”
The young man said, “Very good, I’m also leaving—but there are still some things I’d like to ask you. Would you be convenient to answer?”
“What is it?” the old blind man asked.
He found that he had once again reverted to the Multi-Brained River body.
But the habit formed by living as a human for three hundred years made him very accustomed to dealing with others in a human way.
“Why do the monsters in your world hate ‘destruction’?” Shen Ye asked.
“It’s simple, destruction is a unique will-based existence. Anything it deals with becomes its exclusive property. This is the supreme law; no one can get a share from it,” the old blind man said.
“That’s all?” Shen Ye pressed.
“Of course not just that. What it hates most is being unable to kill—because it is destruction, destroying it is achieving it—being entangled by it is extremely troublesome, very disgusting, utterly disgusting.”
The old blind man said.
“So that’s how it is, I understand.”
Shen Ye smiled, clasped his hands towards the old blind man, “Please go ahead, let’s part ways here.”
“Good.”
The old blind man turned and left.
But he quickly stopped again and said:
“In reality, has three hundred years passed since you used that blade?”
“No,” Shen Ye said.
“How long then?”
“When you came out, I had just finished my move, put down my blade, and was sitting here resting.”
“Probably about three seconds.”
The old blind man held his breath.
Three seconds.
Was three hundred years.
No need to think anymore.
Go.
“Farewell—Also, if I need to find you in the future, how do I do that?” the old blind man asked.
“To do what?” Shen Ye asked curiously.
“For some precious treasures, valuable information, and other matters, we can actually keep in touch,” the old blind man said.
“Then come to this secret passage. I’ll be resting here for the next month,” Shen Ye said.
“Good.”
The old blind man turned around and strode towards the way he had come.
After walking for a short while, the exit was ahead.
Looking outside.
The old blind man almost burst into tears.
It was indeed his own world.
After three hundred years of yearning, he was finally back!
His figure flickered, swiftly passing over mountains and dense forests, rushing all the way down to the river below.
Rumble rumble rumble—
The river roared.
Countless brains were scattered throughout the entire river.
He really was back!
Back in his lair, using all sorts of rare materials and treasures, his power began to surge forth in no time.
Full strength restored!
That’s it.
Now he had both a brain and a river, and he had returned to the river where he hid his treasures.
No one could threaten him ever again!
Multi-brained River rested for a full seven days, feeling that his strength had increased even further.
What about that green brain?
—He was actually only formidable when it came to that one blade technique.
In terms of strength, if he didn’t have that blade technique, he wouldn’t be his opponent at all.
That blade technique…
If he couldn’t get it, being constantly suppressed in the future would actually be quite painful.
That’s right.
He had a long-range brainwave technique that could instantly destroy a powerful world.
Why not release a long-range attack right here?
—Eradicate that young man and his blade technique together.
Three hundred years.
He had been imprisoned for three hundred years.
In human terms, a gentleman does not let an enemy go unpunished.
Anyway, he couldn’t control him anymore!
All the brains in Multi-brained River agreed to this.
Every brain was eager for a hearty revenge.
Let’s do it then.
The brains gathered together, simultaneously releasing brainwaves, condensing into that spell.
—Brainwave Impact: Myriad Stars Annihilation!
Kill him!
He truly is—
Deserving of ten thousand deaths!!!
Rumble rumble—
The spell’s impact brought forth a deafening sound.
Suddenly.
The old blind man opened his eyes.
He got up from the corner of the ruined temple, tilted his head back, and looked up at the sky through the large hole in the crossbeam.
“Master? Not sleeping yet?”
Augustus curled up beside him, eyes closed, mumbling.
The old blind man didn’t answer.
He looked up at the sky.
It was nightfall now.
In the sky.
Rain poured down.
Thunder rumbled.
Just now—
Those earth-shattering sounds of sorcery were the thunder in the sky.
…It was just a dream.
The old blind man allowed the rain to drench his entire body, yet he stood there motionless.
He dreamt that he had left the world formed by this blade technique.
That was truly exhilarating.
But.
Why did the dream end?
Why did it wake up?
He clearly got out.
Clearly—
He had already broken free from this blade.
Why was he still trapped in this blade?
Why?
Why!
Why!!!!!!!!!!!!
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