Gates of the Myriad Realms Chapter 620
by“I won.”
“I’ll be back later to discuss the alliance.”
“First, please entertain our distinguished guest—the goddess from the destruction faction, and her retinue.”
Ulrich’s voice echoed in the room.
Though his voice carried a hint of fatigue, his tone was filled with powerful confidence and strength.
Everyone was surprised.
That was too fast.
That level of battle, and a winner was determined so quickly?
Could it be—
Xiao Mengyu suddenly felt a surge of destructive black flames within her.
—The power of destruction has been strengthened.
It’s actually true!
Adrian has been eliminated!
Good Duck trembled.
Adrian was not simple, yet he was eliminated so quickly?
But the facts were laid bare!
Everyone was moved.
Among the Dawnbreakers, many cheered.
Dragon Lady had already stood up and brought out various wines, beverages, and delicious foods, placing them on the table.
She said loudly:
“Esteemed Goddess, on behalf of Ulrich, the Saint of ‘Dreamscape,’ and all the Dawnbreakers, I welcome you to ally with us!”
“As you can see, Lord Ulrich has just finished a battle and may need some rest.”
“For now, I will entertain you, please!”
Xiao Mengyu slowly stood up, first casting her gaze towards the remaining destruction main gods.
Watching the constantly changing expressions on their faces, she spoke:
“You can leave, but afterward, I will lead the Dawnbreakers to eliminate you one by one.”
“Or—”
“You can pledge allegiance to me here.”
“In that case, perhaps I’d be willing to spare your lives.”
As she spoke, Xu Xingke and Iron Man emerged from behind her, adopting attacking stances.
—As the saying goes, when the tree falls, the monkeys scatter.
This time, even Adrian was dead.
Ordinary destruction main gods couldn’t even defeat Xiao Mengyu’s subordinates.
Not to mention—
The Dawnbreakers were about to ally with Xiao Mengyu.
The situation was clear.
Several destruction main gods exchanged glances.
Suddenly, two destruction main gods took a step back, their figures disappearing into the void, teleporting away.
—They did not surrender.
Xiao Mengyu’s expression remained unchanged as she spoke to the three main gods who remained:
“Go kill them.”
“In that case, I will accept you as my subordinates.”
—The conditions have been laid out!
Upon hearing this, the three destruction main gods didn’t say much. They each bowed and vanished into the void.
Good Duck raised its duck head in surprise, looking at Xiao Mengyu.
This girl—
Using the momentum of the “Dreamscape” Saint’s victory, with a few simple words and no need for bloodshed, she made the other side fight among themselves.
This girl has truly grown!
Xiao Mengyu, holding Good Duck in one arm, picked up a wine glass from the table with the other, and gestured towards Dragon Lady and the surrounding Dawnbreakers:
“To everyone.”
“May our common ideal be realized soon.”
Everyone cheered.
The atmosphere was harmonious.
Panda Iron Man and Xu Xingke also took wine glasses and began conversing with the Dawnbreakers, getting to know each other.
—After all, Shen Ye was guarding Xiao Mengyu’s side, so they could socialize with confidence.
Everything seemed to be going well!
Good Duck suddenly widened its eyes.
No!
Something had happened.
And it was something critically important, closely related to itself!
Good Duck felt its heart pound faster and faster, some ineffable event like a monster that had long lurked underwater.
At this moment.
The monster came ashore.
It suddenly looked towards the void.
Lines of shimmering text abruptly appeared in the void:
“Congratulations.”
“You are a candidate for the ‘Dream King’.”
“The current competition status has been lifted.”
“You have lost all competitors and are about to face the Dream Trial. Success will lead to direct accession as ‘Dream King’.”
“If you successfully ascend, your King skill: ‘Calamity Eye’ will be upgraded to the quasi-saint level!”
What is happening!
Good Duck could no longer restrain itself and whispered:
“Chatelet, Susa, prepare for battle.”
“Battle?” Chatelet’s voice rose, carrying a hint of bewilderment, “Who is the enemy?”
“Unclear,” Good Duck said.
Before the words had settled.
Xiao Mengyu suddenly sent a telepathic message:
“Just now, after killing Adrian, the power I gained allowed me to activate my talent tree, and I’ve now activated my talent.”
“My sword intent seems to have reached the profound, and it tells me that the situation is extremely dire.”
“I’ve been thinking about this since just now—”
“If anything happens, we’ll go together.”
Good Duck shivered.
—Xiao Mengyu felt it!
I’m highly attuned to the law of destiny, which is why I sensed it.
What about her?
What kind of sword practice does she cultivate that she can sense even this!
Just as Good Duck was about to reply.
Suddenly.
It noticed that the surroundings had become completely silent.
The relaxed atmosphere in the secret chamber seemed to have become quiet in an instant.
People’s faces wore expressions of joy and relaxation.
Dragon Lady was handing a cigarette to Xu Xingke.
Xu Xingke opened his mouth to speak, reaching out to take the cigarette, his movements frozen.
Panda grabbed a pastry from the table, just about to take a bite.
Someone was talking.
Someone was observing their companions.
Someone was walking towards Xiao Mengyu—
Everything, all of it, fell into an eerie state of stillness.
Good Duck looked up at Xiao Mengyu, seeing her holding a wine glass, elegantly poised, with a smile in her eyes.
She didn’t move.
—What’s going on!
“In a few seconds, someone will call you out to meet in another room.”
A voice sounded.
“Who!” Good Duck cried out, suddenly transforming into a human, standing there with a long saber.
At some point, a clock had suddenly appeared on the wall.
Both the hour and minute hands were still.
But the voice continued to emanate from the clock:
“You have met with my messenger, but you did not sign the agreement, so you have not been able to utilize the law of time until now.”
—It’s the Saint of Time!
Why would this Saint appear here?
“Adrian failed, so as a Saint, you’re preparing to personally intervene, is that it?”
Shen Ye asked.
“I don’t have much time to talk to you; my time is only enough to tell you two things.”
From the clock on the wall, the voice grew urgent:
“First, your strength hasn’t reached the Saint standard, so don’t even think about interfering; it won’t do any good;”
“Second, only destruction has the power to break the ‘Truth Barrier,’ so the world of truth is the best cage.”
“—If you can trick him into the world of truth, perhaps our future will change.”
“Future?” Shen Ye rejoined.
“Yes—a future where all Saints are killed,” the voice said.
“That sounds quite good.” Shen Ye said.
—Is it the “changing the future” that sounds good, or the “all Saints being killed” that sounds good?
Shen Ye did not continue.
The voice didn’t ask further either, and immediately said:
“If you succeed, all the Saints will thank you, and your future will be bright.”
“—Remember, if you don’t want to die, go and accomplish this!”
Before the words had settled.
Click.
The second hand moved back one notch.
In the secret chamber.
Xu Xingke took the cigarette, lit it, then took a deep drag, and began conversing with Dragon Lady.
Panda was munching on pastries.
Xiao Mengyu gently sipped her wine.
—Everything returned to normal!
Shen Ye also reverted to Good Duck, still in Xiao Mengyu’s arms, and looked towards the clock on the wall.
Click.
The second hand moved forward one notch.
Knock knock knock—
A knocking sound came from the door.
The door opened.
A guard looked at Good Duck and said:
“Hello, esteemed guest, Your Majesty wishes to meet with you alone.”
“Is Ulrich very busy now?” Good Duck asked.
“As per His Majesty’s orders, we merely comply. Please follow me.” The guard said.
Very well.
—To see what exactly has happened!
Good Duck jumped out of Xiao Mengyu’s embrace, flew to the door, and followed the guard out.
He was led directly to another room.
The door opened.
Ulrich sat on the sofa, head bowed, admiring a spear resting across his lap.
The spear was stained with blood, emanating waves of dark flames.
—This was the spear of the destruction main god Adrian, named “Hera’s Nightmare.”
“Welcome.”
Ulrich said.
“Greetings, Your Majesty,” Good Duck said.
—This person is not Ulrich!
Because the position of “Dream King” is currently vacant.
Who is this person?
“I heard you can raise the skill level of others, is that right?” Ulrich asked.
“That’s right,” Good Duck said.
“Indeed, a worthy ally to form a relationship with. By the way, is that blade still useful?” Ulrich said.
Good Duck’s heart skipped a beat.
It knew who the other party was!
To eliminate both Ulrich and Adrian in such a short time, and then leisurely sit here, admiring the opponent’s spear—
This person is the “King”!
Good Duck immediately understood the phrase “a future where all Saints are killed.”
If the “King” left the Pale World, arrived here, set a trap, and prepared to go on a killing spree—
That future was very likely to come true.
Shen Ye simply transformed from a duck into his human form and said:
“The blade is great, thanks—but why are you here?”
“The Saints don’t dare go to the Pale World, and I heard they were besieging the Dream World, so I took the initiative to come here and impersonate this Dream King.”
Indeed!
This “King,” who gathered all the laws, was preparing to ambush the Saints here!
Ulrich smiled and continued:
“—From now on, I only need to stay here and wait for the Saints to take the bait.”
“Watching their shocked and desperate faces, and then killing them one by one.”
“This is quite amusing.”
Shen Ye’s heart slowly sank.
No wonder the Saint of Time stole a second to tell him this in advance.
—In front of the “King,” Saints were as weak as paper!
“If I kill all the Saints, will you stop me?”
Ulrich asked.
“Absolutely not!” Shen Ye flatly stated, “I couldn’t be happier.”
Ulrich smiled, overjoyed:
“Indeed, you are a kindred spirit! No wonder in ancient times, it was prophesied that when I meet you, I will gain freedom!”
Shen Ye took out the Blade of Law and said:
“Thank you for the weapon you bestowed upon me. I still don’t know how to thank you properly.”
“It’s fine, just use it, no need for thanks.”
Ulrich declared magnanimously.
He lightly flicked the destruction spear with his hand, sending it flying to embed itself in the wall.
He looked at Shen Ye, seemingly ready to get down to business.
“Are you looking for me for something?”
Shen Ye asked preemptively.
“Above the Saints, what realm lies?” Ulrich asked.
Lines of shimmering text suddenly appeared before Shen Ye’s eyes:
“The Saint of Time, representing all Saints soon to be consumed, has temporarily formed an alliance with you.”
“When you act according to its instructions, you will receive substantial rewards.”
“Current reward: Method of Achieving Sainthood.”
“Description: From King to Saint, a compilation of secret advancement cultivation methods and experiences treasured by various Saints.”
Shen Ye’s heart stirred.
Good stuff!
To survive, you’re trying to tempt me with such a thing?
Yet, more subtle, shimmering text continued to appear:
“Currently, you bear the ‘curse’ of all Saints.”
“If you do not act according to their instructions—”
“You will be devoured by all laws in the myriad worlds, leaving not even a trace of your soul.”
“All the above prompts are directly manifested to you by the Saints.”
“They wish you good luck in taking care of yourself.”
Good luck in taking care of yourself…
Shen Ye fell silent for a moment, his expression slightly changing.
These Saints.
They’d been on top for too long.
They were begging him to save them, yet still threatened him, ready to strike at any moment.
Shen Ye thought back and forth for a moment, then spoke:
“You want to know about the realm and knowledge beyond Saints?”
“Exactly.”
The fake Ulrich’s expression turned serious, and he spoke:
“Please tell me, and I will be eternally grateful.”
Just as Shen Ye was about to say “I don’t know either,” the voice of the Saint of Time came to his ear:
“In one minute, it will begin slaughtering Saints and destroying all worlds.”
“You are currently its only trusted entity; you must use all your power to trick it into the world of truth.”
“Otherwise, we will let you die in the embrace of infinite laws.”
“Believe me, it is an extremely painful thing.”
How to put it.
It made one a bit overwhelmed.
These Saints indeed had methods, able to ascertain the connection between himself and the “King.”
But—
“What is the realm above Saints?” Shen Ye asked silently.
“Saints are at the peak of all worlds; while their individual strengths may vary, every Saint controls a law.”
“There is no existence stronger than Saints!”
The Saint of Time replied.
Bullshit.
At least this “King” is stronger than a Saint!
…wait a minute.
Since the “King” is stronger than a Saint, then if the Saint of Time is whispering to me, can it really hide from the “King”?
“My strength is not enough,” Shen Ye said.
“Please continue,” the false Ulrich said.
“Generally speaking, Saints are the strongest.”
“But if you can tell me the method for kings to ascend to sainthood, I’m willing to give you a tip, and perhaps then, you will witness the existence beyond Saints.”
Shen Ye said.
He saw a look of interest appear on Ulrich’s face.
“If I kill all the Saints in all worlds, and then we discuss this matter at length, would you accept that?”
Ulrich asked.
“Go ahead,” Shen Ye said indifferently.
“Then I’ll kill first, and then come find you.”
“Alright.”
With those words.
Ulrich disappeared.
Only Shen Ye stood alone.
The next instant.
Infinite laws converged and attached themselves to him.
The angry voice of the Saint of Time followed:
“You didn’t make any effort!”
“—You deserve to die!”
Thousands upon thousands of laws materialized into shadows, beginning to devour Shen Ye.
Shen Ye, however, merely looked up and said:
“I don’t like being threatened.”
He snapped his fingers.
*Snap.*
Lines of shimmering words appeared frantically:
“You are blessed by time, mystery, and the Lord; you can command all laws, and the laws cannot defy you!”
“The Saints of all worlds cannot command laws to devour you!”
Boom—
A strong wind, accompanied by flickering lights and shadows, dispersed from Shen Ye.
He stood there unharmed.
Ulrich then appeared, examining Shen Ye in surprise, and said:
“You can actually resist their coercion?”
—This “King” knew everything!
But it deliberately didn’t say anything, pretended to leave, and used it to test me!
“I said,” Shen Ye’s expression carried a hint of cold indifference, “I don’t have a good impression of the Saints.”
A breath of silence.
“Very well,” Ulrich said, a trace of respect in his tone, “You truly are a kindred spirit and can break through the devourment of myriad laws.”
It took out a bone shard and placed it solemnly on the table.
At the same time.
It shed its disguise, transforming back into the “King” form.
“This is my method for ascension from King to Saint. I give it to you in exchange for the knowledge you are about to impart.”
The “King” said.
Shen Ye waved a hand, and the bone shard immediately flew into his grasp.
He looked at the knowledge recorded on it, then suddenly chuckled and shook his head.
“What are you laughing at?”
The “King” asked.
“The Saints threatened me even risking their lives; compared to you, their vision is far too narrow,” Shen Ye said.
“I believe keeping promises is very important,” the “King” said seriously.
Shen Ye sighed, put away the bone shard, and spoke:
“Listen, everything I’m about to say is true, and you must make your own choice.”
“—Deep within the World of Truth, a monster has awakened.”
“The most powerful creation in the World of Truth couldn’t even withstand one move from it before being subdued.”
“If you’re looking for an existence beyond the Saints.”
“Then besides yourself, I believe only it exists.”
“And it doesn’t seem to belong to any of the myriad worlds.”
“Its origin is unknown.”
With those words.
The room fell silent.
—This was a moment that decided the fate of countless worlds.
Shen Ye still revealed the matter of the World of Truth, hoping to lure the “King” there.
The only difference was—
He wasn’t threatened by the Saints!
The “King” pondered for a moment, then nodded:
“Since that’s the case, it’s worth checking out.”
“After killing all the Saints?” Shen Ye asked.
“No,” the “King” smiled, “When there’s a peak to climb, who cares about those piles of rubble?”
With that said.
It suddenly vanished.
At the same time.
Lines of shimmering text appeared before Shen Ye’s eyes:
“According to the temporary agreement between the Saint of Time and you.”
“You have prompted the ‘King’ to leave the myriad worlds and head to the World of Truth.”
“You have completed the mission.”
“Congratulations.”
“You will receive the reward paid by the Saints of the myriad worlds:”
“The Method of Achieving Sainthood.”
“Description: From King to Saint, a compilation of secret advancement cultivation methods and experiences treasured by various Saints.”
*Thump.*
A small booklet dropped into Shen Ye’s hand.
Shen Ye glanced at it, then casually tossed it into his ring.
—Compared to the “King’s” bone shard, this knowledge and inheritance seemed shallow, even crude.
Perhaps many people were just one step away.
Coupled with the Saints monopolizing the laws.
Therefore, no one had been able to become a Saint.
But.
From this moment on.
Things would definitely be different in the future—
Shen Ye strode towards the door.
The “King” merely exchanged with him.
Therefore, the “King’s” method of achieving sainthood was not suitable for sharing.
But the cultivation techniques of those Saints…
“It’s time to be ‘open-source’.”
“Everyone should have the right to become a Saint…”
Shen Ye’s whispered words echoed in the empty corridor.
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