Gates of the Myriad Realms Chapter 589

Night.

Sea.

On the large ship.

Alois, exhausted from a full day’s work, had long since fallen into a deep sleep.

Although he possessed the memories of a Void Saint, his overall attributes were only slightly higher than a normal person’s.

After the sea monster battle, saving Shen Ye, and debating with the King—a series of events—

He was utterly exhausted.

Now.

He was asleep.

But Shen Ye and Norton were still awake.

“I can’t understand any of this knowledge.”

Norton sighed.

“Normal, I’ve been pondering it for two hundred years myself,” said Shen Ye.

“Two hundred years?” Norton brightened a little.

“Yes, I’ve compiled some key knowledge points into a book, which I’ll place in the Nightmare World for you all to study,” Shen Ye said.

“So what do we do next? Keep trying to extract knowledge from that monster?” Norton asked.

“Too slow,” Shen Ye said.

“Slow—wait, what are your other clones doing?” Norton reacted quickly.

“Fighting.”

“Monsters?”

“Yes.”

Shen Ye shook his head, his gaze piercing through the void, as if watching the beginning of another war:

“Only now do I realize that battles in the Myriad Worlds are so treacherous.”

“—I cannot strike, nor can I harm the enemy.”

“If I harm the enemy, I lose.”

Norton exclaimed, “Can’t harm the enemy? How do you fight then? How do you win?”

“Now another me has been absorbed into his body, forced to unleash the Dharma Form,” Shen Ye said.

“Is there anything we can do to help?” Norton asked.

“It’s difficult—this situation is very tricky, one wrong move and it’s over, and I dare not let you touch that monster,” Shen Ye said.

“Then what do we do?” Norton was a little anxious.

“Wait for me—”

Shen Ye thought for a few breaths, then suddenly stood up and walked out.

To be honest.

He had no idea what other skills Ojar, the main god, possessed.

But one thing was certain.

—Ojar’s skills all fell within the King-level category.

If he had Void Saint-level skills, he would have killed himself as soon as he used them, so why bother with all this trouble?

So there was a clear truth:

The power of these Destroyer Main Gods was all at the King level!

Otherwise, why would they eagerly pursue the divided soul of the Void Saint?

Therefore—

The knowledge and power of the Void Saint were the critical factors that would decide the entire battle.

—He needed to acquire all the knowledge and skills of that Void Saint’s divided soul in the shortest possible time!

Shen Ye strode into the lounge and stood by Alois’s bed.

He drew his long saber—

“Are you going to kill him?” Charlotte’s voice suddenly rang out.

“No, I need to buy time,” Shen Ye said.

The long saber.

Silently cut a graceful arc.

…

The next morning.

Alois woke up and found that the ship’s characteristic rocking had almost disappeared.

Had they returned to port already?

He got up, washed, tidied himself, and then left the room.

“Brother Alois, you’re awake?”

Shen Ye was eating in the outer hall and greeted him eagerly when he saw him.

“Yes, is everything alright?” Alois asked.

“Quite well, we’ve returned to the Empire’s port, and the King is preparing to bestow honors upon us. There will be a formal ceremony soon,” Shen Ye said.

“Is this useful to us? I mean—we were Earthlings, serving the Human King in this world, what’s the meaning of that for us?”

Alois couldn’t help but ask.

Shen Ye said, “This is a brand new world, outside are endless universes, myriad realms. Once we’re prepared here, we can embark on a journey towards eternal life.”

Alois was stunned.

Shen Ye continued, “Didn’t you always say you had other memories in your mind?”

“Yes,” Alois said.

“Perhaps as you grow stronger and travel through the Myriad Realms, you’ll know the truth of this matter, won’t you?” Shen Ye said.

Alois’s heart stirred.

Indeed.

Things on Earth meant little to him anymore.

His journey was towards the stars and the sea!

So—

He would integrate into this world.

On Earth, if he exposed any extraordinary power, he would surely be treated as a monster.

But not in this world!

This world clearly had various extraordinary powers, and people only showed slight respect to those skilled practitioners of average strength.

At least he could live well here!

At this thought.

Alois’s mind suddenly brightened, and he said:

“Brother Shen is right, this world is truly suitable for us.”

Suddenly, a voice rang out from outside:

“The King arrives!”

Alois adjusted his collar and joined Shen Ye in welcoming the King.

…

Two hundred and thirty years later.

“Brother Shen, are you really not coming with me to explore the secrets of the Myriad Worlds?”

Alois asked.

Opposite him.

Shen Ye, with a beauty on each arm, said drunkenly:

“No, you know, I’m a worldly man—I’m attached to this kind of life.”

Alois sighed.

This is what’s called having different aspirations; one cannot force others.

Never mind.

If there was a chance in the future, he would return to see these old friends.

“Then, we shall meet again.”

Alois said.

Shen Ye’s drunkenness seemed to clear a little, and he said:

“Alois, my good brother, you are clearly not one of us ordinary folks. You are destined to achieve greatness.”

“I wish you fame and fortune in the Myriad Worlds!”

Alois’s expression became serious, and he conveyed telepathically, “Fame and fortune… no, I just want to know why I grew so strong, and what’s with those memories of mine.”

“Hmm, I hope you find the answer,” Shen Ye nodded.

Alois waved goodbye to him, and with a leap, soared into the sky, entering a door deep within the heavens.

He passed through the door.

—He just vanished like that.

After he left, Shen Ye’s eyes immediately cleared, and his hands quickly began to perform incantations.

“Is it really okay to just let him go like that?”

The beautiful Su Su, standing to his left, asked.

Shen Ye, while performing the incantation, replied:

“After two hundred years, all the knowledge and skills have been fully collected; he can go now.”

“If you want to devour all his power… I can help you,” Charlotte said.

“No, I don’t devour other people’s souls,” Shen Ye said.

In the void.

Lines of faint glowing text quietly appeared:

“You have cast ‘Portal of Mediumship’, opening a door for Alois to leave the World of Truth.”

“You gathered the power of the Dharma Form and cast the Heaven-Concealing Art.”

“Alois’s past memories turn into dreams, dreams turn into nothingness, and nothingness is shattered and completely erased.”

“Everything Alois experienced over two hundred years is transformed from dreams into reality.”

“Everything you experienced with him has become his memories.”

All the small words flashed and disappeared.

“We have obtained everything we can. If we were to keep the fragmented soul here, it would be equivalent to provoking a Void Saint.”

“The Destroyer Main Gods also want to acquire him.”

Shen Ye continued:

“But I purposely let him go back.”

“—I guess besides Ojar, the other Destroyer Main Gods won’t pay attention to us anymore.”

“This is the situation we need.”

After a while.

No one refuted his words.

—Because what he did was indeed a very good strategy.

Now it remained to be seen how the situation would unfold.

“How much time has passed outside?”

The Ark of Destruction asked.

“Three minutes,” Shen Ye said.

“Only three minutes… you humans are truly terrifying, to be able to use magic to such an extent.”

…

Also, within these three minutes.

Shen Ye’s clone was integrated into Ojar’s body.

In a similarly illusory world—

Ojar’s treatment was much better than Alois’s.

Alois had to constantly face various challenges, save his companions in life-threatening situations, and impart techniques and knowledge.

Ojar, however, did not.

After all, he had that doll.

The doll’s power also exceeded Shen Ye’s imagination—

“You are currently integrated with the doll master.”

“However, any damage you inflict on the master will be feedback to your soul, resulting in multiplied damage.”

—This skill was even stronger!

In other words, he couldn’t harm Ojar at all, otherwise, he would be the one suffering!

Shen Ye sighed and said:

“You have nothing but invincible moves, which is quite beyond my expectation.”

“In the Myriad Worlds, this is the most basic thing; those who couldn’t do it would have died long ago,” Ojar said.

“Well said, I will remember your words,” Shen Ye praised.

“Remove the illusion and let me out,” Ojar said in a deep voice.

“What if I say no?” Shen Ye asked.

Ojar sneered:

“That fragmented soul is not something you can touch—if you don’t let me out, more powerful individuals will come to contend for it.”

“And your fate will be nothing but death.”

“I don’t believe it,” Shen Ye said.

“Then just wait and see,” Ojar said lightly.

“Alright,”

Shen Ye smiled.

—The fragmented soul had already been released by the other him.

When it returned to the Void Saint, it would only remember the friendship of battling alongside himself.

The Saint probably couldn’t recover the completely destroyed void memories, could they?

Even if they could—

By releasing the fragmented soul, he had done his utmost.

From the perspective of forming enmity, this was much better than devouring its fragmented soul.

Furthermore.

—The other Destroyer Main Gods would not come to seize the Saint’s fragmented soul anymore.

He could focus on dealing with Ojar.

After saying this, Shen Ye stopped speaking.

He began to concentrate on receiving the memories of the other him—

—This included all the knowledge and skills provided by Alois over hundreds of years.

There was too much.

He needed time to sort it out.

The other him was also fully comprehending, wanting to become stronger quickly.

—This was a race against time!

At this thought.

Shen Ye suddenly controlled Ojar’s hand and chopped hard at the back of his neck with a hand blade.

“You—”

Ojar’s eyes widened, but he couldn’t hold on for a few breaths, and finally fell into a coma.

Such an injury was not serious.

But when reflected on Shen Ye, it became multiple times the damage.

His soul quickly fell into a deep coma.

Time slowly passed.

Ojar opened his eyes and woke up again. After a brief recollection, he couldn’t help but curse two words:

“Foolish.”

Truly foolish.

If he harmed himself, the other party’s soul would endure several times the pain.

For example, he had just fallen into a light coma and would need tens of minutes to regain consciousness.

That kid would probably need a whole day to wake up!

—Perhaps he really wanted to die?

Ojar sat on a meteorite in the silent, dark universe, waiting quietly.

Time slowly passed.

Seven or eight hours later.

That kid woke up.

“It hurts.”

He muttered in a low voice.

“It should hurt—” Ojar raised his heavy hammer and struck his chest with all his might, emitting a muffled “thump.”

Shen Ye’s painful groan followed.

Ojar leisurely said:

“Now you and I share a body.”

“Me hitting myself is equivalent to you attacking me.”

“With that hammer blow just now, you will endure thirteen times the pain I suffered.”

“—I can play with you slowly, for as long as you want.”

Before he finished speaking.

A long saber suddenly pierced through his chest, leaving him stunned.

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“Ah ah ah ah ah ah—”

Shen Ye’s agonizing roar followed.

“This one cut—”

“This cut will make you suffer the pain of a pierced heart, lungs, and bones, with blood flowing continuously!”

He panted, then continued:

“I will endure several times the pain, and although you will suffer less than I do, you will still feel the pain of a stab wound!”

Ojar spat a mouthful of blood, looked down at the saber plunged into his chest, and was instantly filled with rage.

“Bastard.”

“Do you really think I can’t endure such trivial pain?”

“I am clearly tormenting you, yet you think you’re tormenting me?”

“I’m going to teach you a lesson—”

The heavy hammer was raised.

Boom!!!

A hammer struck his chest heavily.

He couldn’t help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

“Dare to compare ruthlessness with me?”

Ojar asked with a ferocious expression.

Shen Ye shouted, “Ah ah ah ah ah—it hurts so much—who’s afraid of you, come again!”

He controlled Ojar’s hands, gripping the long saber again, and thrust it towards his abdomen.

But the saber stopped.

“Don’t stop if you dare!” Shen Ye shouted.

“I didn’t stop! It’s your hands controlling it, it’s you who didn’t dare to stab!” Ojar said.

“It was clearly you!”

“It was you!”

The saber finally plunged in.

“Ah ah ah ah ah ah—”

Both of them simultaneously let out a bloodcurdling scream.

It hurt!

It hurt so damn much!!!

“Again!”

“Bring it on, who’s afraid of whom!”

The heavy hammer aimed for the face with deadly force.

The hammer stopped steadily a millimeter from his nose.

“Afraid, are you, you little brat.”

Ojar coughed up blood, sneering.

“You stopped the attack,” Shen Ye explained.

“I am a dignified Destroyer Main God—”

Thump.

The hammer hit his face.

“How could I be afraid—”

Thump.

The hammer knocked out all of Ojar’s teeth.

“Just one hammer blow?”

Thump thump thump thump thump thump—

Shen Ye grabbed the hammer and continuously struck Ojar’s head until Ojar could no longer endure it.

“Stop!”

He roared.

“Afraid?” Shen Ye was in extreme pain, but he tried his best to keep his voice normal.

Ojar couldn’t stand being called afraid by others.

“Who’s afraid of you! I mean—the hammer isn’t exciting enough, use a saber if you dare!”

“Saber it is then.”

“Do you really dare to use a saber?”

“Why not?”

“Hahaha, come on, you little piece of trash, I don’t believe you dare to use a saber!”

“I dare!”

“The pain of a saber wound is a hundred times that of a hammer blow!”

“Then I dare too!”

The long saber was raised high and thrust fiercely towards his face.

At the last moment.

The saber stopped.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

The saber still hadn’t touched his face, nor had it pierced the bone, entered his head, or stirred his brains.

The saber—

Remained suspended before his nose.

“Are you out of stamina?”

Shen Ye asked.

“What do you mean?” Ojar retorted.

“Your arm can’t lift the saber anymore, otherwise I would have stabbed it in already.”

“It’s because you’ve used it too much, your arm was holding a heavy hammer—that hammer is no ordinary one. You’ve consumed too much of my strength, how can you blame me?”

“This is your body. Now your body can’t wield the saber, so you can’t blame me, right?”

The two argued noisily.

But soon, they both fell silent.

—They seemed to have reached some kind of unspoken agreement.

They didn’t accuse or mock each other, calling each other “cowardly” or “chicken-hearted.”

—Everyone understood that if those words were spoken, the saber would be plunged in.

Why bother?

A stab to the face would really hurt.

Am I an idiot, to punish myself with such pain?

—It hurts too damn much!

They paused for a few breaths like this.

Both were panting.

Before they knew it—

The saber, which was already held near his nose, accidentally slipped from his hand with a “swish” and sliced open Ojar’s chest.

“…” Ojar.

“…” Shen Ye.

“Humans are truly cowards, I had to cut myself,” Ojar said lightly.

“It was clearly me who cut!” Shen Ye roared.

“I cut it.”

“It was me, don’t be so self-important, mortal.”

“You called me a mortal? This young master will kill a god today!”

The long saber was grabbed again and thrust towards his face.

Hiss—

The pain in his chest was beyond imagination.

Did it really have to be this way?

Both hesitated to the extreme.

“Brat, let me out—what happened here, we’ll call it even.”

Ojar suddenly said.

“Why should I believe you?” Shen Ye said.

The saber stopped.

Both immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

“I won’t lie to you. After all, I came for that fragmented soul; your saber skills are just an added bonus,” Ojar said.

“Let me think about it,” Shen Ye said.

Great.

No need to cut himself.

As they were thinking, they saw that the long saber had just cut once, and now blood flowed along the blade to the hilt, making the hilt slippery.

“Swish.”

The cold, merciless wind of the blade swept past.

The long saber once again cut across Ojar’s chest, leaving a bone-deep wound.

“Did you see that? This cut is just a warning. If you don’t agree, I’ll keep cutting.”

Ojar said in a deep voice.

“Stop pretending! You slipped—it was a slip of the hand that cut that way!” Shen Ye roared.

Suddenly.

Lines of faint glowing characters appeared before them:

“The Great Tribulation of Destruction has designated a King’s Cage Battle.”

“The combatants are—”

“The Two Destroyer Main Gods and the King of Nightmares!”

“Refuse this King’s Battle, and the world behind the King will be immediately destroyed!”

“Teleportation initiating!”

Ojar’s expression changed, and he shouted, “Wait a minute!”

His hands began to rapidly form incantations.

At this moment.

Shen Ye also reacted.

No matter what—

What Ojar wanted to do was what he needed to stop!

He controlled one of Ojar’s hands, making it suddenly release to the side.

The spell failed!

The teleportation power in the void was fully constructed, it fell on Ojar’s body with full force, pulling him hard—

Swish! (Why is it this inauspicious sound again?)

Ojar instantly vanished from his original spot.

…

In the boundless dark void.

On a certain arena.

The Destroyer Main Gods Silas and Xilun stared dumbfounded at the opposite side.

—Ojar!

A heavily wounded Ojar appeared on the King’s Battle arena!

“Brother?” Silas tentatively asked.

“I am not. I am a human king who temporarily occupies your brother’s body,” Ojar said coldly.

“How did you do that?” Xilun asked.

“I can’t tell you that,” Ojar said.

He assumed a fighting stance on the spot.

“Hey, what’s going on, why did you say you were me?” Shen Ye quietly asked.

“When I can’t hold them back, they’ll want to devour me—we Destroyer Main Gods can devour each other,” Ojar said.

“So even though you’re strong, you still dragged Kaelon, an outsider, into the battle to kill me?” Shen Ye asked.

“Precisely. Just deal with them for now, otherwise if I die, you’ll die with me,” Ojar said.

Shen Ye fell silent.

—Among these Destroyer Main Gods, who was the greatest threat to him?

What strategy should he adopt?

There was no need to think any further.

Ojar was their brain.

He needed to make them brain dead!

“Don’t listen to him,” Shen Ye immediately said using Ojar’s mouth, “Actually, I—”

Before he could finish, Ojar’s telepathic message interrupted him:

“Be careful what you say—devouring by destruction means devouring both you and me simultaneously, never allowing us to revive.”

Unable to revive.

That meant he would lose a clone.

Trade a clone for Ojar’s death?

—This deal wasn’t worth it!

“What’s wrong with you? Speak!” Silas urged.

Xilun also watched Ojar closely from the side, trying to discern the truth.

Both simultaneously cast a spell.

“It’s a truth-detecting spell—speak carefully, or both you and I will fall into eternal destruction,” Ojar said calmly.

One could tell, he had been pushed to the brink.

Shen Ye also had a premonition.

It was a sign—

If he answered incorrectly or revealed a flaw, things would lead to profoundly inauspicious consequences.

“Truthfully.”

Shen Ye changed his tone and forced himself to continue:

“I got together with him.”

A sudden silence fell.

Silas’s eyes widened like a bull’s.

He glanced at the spell in his hand—

The spell’s fluctuations were stable.

The other party wasn’t lying!

What?!

Why?!!!

Xilun stood to the side, his lips trembling, and couldn’t help but say:

“You? Him?”

“That’s right,” Shen Ye nodded, stating with certainty, “We’re super strong now, understand?”