Gates of the Myriad Realms Chapter 656

Chapter 639: The Messenger of the Ancient Sequence

Seven monster heads were piled in front of the scholarly man.

The Lizardman had eleven.

The bald man had nineteen.

The disparity was vast.

“It seems I should join your side,” Shen Ye said.

“Come on,” the bald man enthusiastically called out, “Join us, you won’t regret it!”

Shen Ye seemed a bit hesitant.

“What are you agonizing over?” the bald man asked, a little confused.

“But when I was fixing that box, the lizard brother gave me eight monster heads, and with the eleven he just gave, it’s already a tie with you.”

Shen Ye rubbed his hands.

The Lizardman curiously asked, “You mean…”

Shen Ye said, “One more! As long as one of you adds one more monster head, I’ll go with him!”

The three exchanged glances, finding it somewhat amusing.

—The monster heads are piled on the ground for you to see, not for you to use.

Do you really think you can run away with these monster heads?

Dream on!

“Then I’ll add one more, after all, we cherish talents like you the most!”

The one-eyed bald man generously took out a monster head and placed it on the ground.

Now he had twenty heads in front of him.

Completely surpassing the other two!

Shen Ye clapped his hands and said, “As expected, very generous!”

“Let’s go, I’ll take you to meet our boss,” the one-eyed bald man said.

“Sorry, I’m not going.”

Before his words faded, the long blade sprang out an inch from its sheath.

A wave of blade intent instantly spread out.

Three Spring Suns – Chilling Cold—

The power of this blade was “binding”!

The scholarly man, the Lizardman, and the one-eyed bald man were all unable to move!

“Strange!”

They exclaimed in unison.

“My Lord, I apologize, I thought you were a newcomer to the Old Order faction, I didn’t expect you to be a strangeness,” the Lizardman said in a deep voice.

“Please show mercy and spare my life, I am willing to offer all my treasures!” the scholarly man also said.

Shen Ye was about to speak when a line of faint text appeared before his eyes:

“The sequence power of ‘Yoke of the Soul, Corroding Desire’ is erupting, these sequence users are trying to escape.”

The long blade flashed.

Two streaks of blood burst open, and a stream of light flew away into the distance.

The scholarly man and the Lizardman were cut in half.

The one-eyed bald man’s voice, filled with anger and shock, rang out from the streak of light:

“You dare to kill our people, you’re dead!”

—He survived!

The streak of light was incredibly fast, impossible to catch.

Perhaps soon.

He would bring more helpers to besiege Shen Ye.

Shen Ye stood holding his blade, looking faintly at the streak of light.

In the void.

An inexplicable ripple subtly spread.

“What!”

The one-eyed bald man exclaimed.

He found himself back in front of Shen Ye.

And what was even more terrifying—

He was no longer himself.

At this moment.

His consciousness and soul were confined within a blade of wild grass.

Then the long blade came.

The blade was gentle.

But the one-eyed bald man was completely unable to move.

—He was just a blade of wild grass!!!

He could only watch helplessly as the long blade swung through the grass.

All this wild grass was cut down.

Even as wild grass, he had entered the countdown to death.

At this moment, the one-eyed bald man had no hatred, only silently awaited death.

“Meeting a strangeness, the outcome is indeed only death…”

He thought silently.

The wind blew.

The whole world plunged into darkness.

Shen Ye put away his blade and looked up.

He saw the streak of light, carrying the one-eyed bald man’s body, piercing through the clouds, disappearing without a trace.

The wild grass had exchanged bodies with him.

—Did the wild grass have consciousness?

Unclear.

Let it be.

Lines of faint text subtly appeared:

“As the ‘Hanged Man of the Old Days’, you activated your innate wondrous ability ‘Inverted Sun Shadow’.”

“You designated the one-eyed bald man to exchange bodies with a blade of wild grass.”

“Battle ended.”

“Attention!”

“This sequence has only recently been born, its power is still weak, and it didn’t detect a situation just now:”

“Because in the ‘Nightclub’, this sequence defeated and seized the power of ‘Yoke of the Soul, Corroding Desire’, now it’s here for revenge.”

“An encirclement is inevitable.”

“Please break out quickly to avoid being surrounded and killed by this sequence!”

Shen Ye scanned it and then looked away.

This battle.

He also had some thoughts.

The strange moves and abilities were incredibly powerful, completely overwhelming all beings of the old order.

If so.

Why would that “Yoke of the Soul, Corroding Desire” still dare to besiege him?

Thinking this, he directly asked the sequence.

The sequence quickly provided an answer:

“It is indeed difficult for sentient beings to contend with wondrous beings.”

“But ‘Yoke of the Soul, Corroding Desire’ is a special sequence; it extracts everything from sentient beings to build itself.”

“Its own power is stronger than its sequence users!”

Shen Ye spread his hands and said, “Then how will it fight me?”

“Descending—the moment it believes it can kill you and devour me, it will personally descend,” the sequence said.

The next second.

A brand new sequence mission appeared in the void:

“Crawling in the Blood.”

“Double missions issued by the ‘Exiled Emperor’ sequence.”

“Description: 1. One minute later, a large number of ‘Yoke of the Soul, Corroding Desire’ sequence users will descend here. Please break out first, and kill all pursuers belonging to the ‘Yoke of the Soul, Corroding Desire’ sequence in this world, leaving none alive.”

“—Devour or be devoured, that is the question.”

“2. This historical fragment contains an extremely powerful ancient sequence. Help the ‘Exiled Emperor’ sequence establish contact with it for friendly communication.”

“—That was the decisive battle of a past era.”

All the small characters retracted.

Shen Ye immediately understood.

—The other side set up an ambush specifically for revenge.

Now the gloves were off.

Only war remained.

One minute left—

He couldn’t just stand there and wait for the enemy.

Shen Ye looked down and counted.

—He had collected a total of 46 monster heads.

Plus the heads of the scholarly man and the Lizardman.

48 heads.

This already far exceeded the “five heads” requirement to enter the Ghostly Society.

Then.

Let’s go, to experience this historical fragment and find that ancient sequence.

He took out the green emerald.

“I have collected enough monster heads, can I enter the ‘Ghostly Society’ now?”

Shen Ye asked.

After waiting for a moment.

A voice came from the emerald:

“To collect so many monster heads in such a short time, you are indeed a master, sir.”

“Please proceed to the area beyond the grassland to hand in your spoils.”

“Of course, you seem to have fallen into a vendetta.”

“The grassland is extremely vast, and it will be extremely difficult to leave unscathed.”

“I very much look forward to you being alive—”

Crack.

Shen Ye reached out and crushed the emerald.

“Why did you crush it?” the Chaos Boat asked in astonishment.

—As an upgraded truth artifact, it was dispatched to be ready to help Shen Ye remove various negative statuses at any time.

“There will be some scenes that are not suitable for children,” Shen Ye said.

His hand pressed into the void.

A door subtly appeared.

—The Land of Exile still possessed the ability of the forbidden door!

So—

Shen Ye stepped over, traversing the distance “from where he stood to the edge of the grassland.”

He appeared in tall grass several meters high.

“…And that’s it?” the Chaos Boat said.

“Try not to expose the door ability,” Shen Ye said faintly.

Behind him.

On the grassland.

Countless meteors fell from the sky.

Lines of faint text quickly appeared:

“A large number of ‘Yoke of the Soul, Corroding Desire’ personnel have descended, the encirclement against you has begun.”

Shen Ye ignored the falling meteors and turned to walk away.

—Sorry.

I’ve already left the grassland.

He swung his long blade, cutting down all the several-meter-high wild grass in front of him.

He continued like this, advancing and cutting through the obstructing grass, for about a few minutes—

A towering black pagoda, obscuring the sky, came into view.

“It’s truly magnificent,” Shen Ye looked up, sighing.

The tall pagoda was like a black giant sword plunged into the earth, exuding a captivating aura.

Various vestiges of civilization periodically emerged from the pagoda’s surface.

They formed shimmering phantoms, appearing and disappearing at times.

Suddenly.

Countless distorted human faces emerged from the surface of the tall pagoda, erupting in unheard words, and then were absorbed into those vestiges of civilization in the next second.

“It’s a bit unsettling,” the Chaos Boat said.

“Among all worlds, there shouldn’t be such a magnificent building, right?” Shen Ye asked.

“Indeed there isn’t—I have a feeling this pagoda is not ordinary,” the Chaos Boat said.

Blood-rusted clouds emitted streaks of lightning, hovering at the tip of the pagoda, shooting out into the distance.

A bolt of lightning shot towards Shen Ye, striking him directly.

Shen Ye floated up.

Monster heads flew out of his storage ring, rocketing into the clouds like lightning.

“Evaluation complete.”

A huge voice, tinged with a sigh, rang out.

This sound transcended the realm of “sound”; as soon as it appeared, corresponding words instantly formed in his mind.

—What a peculiar feeling!

“It’s an ancient sequence.”

The “Exiled Emperor” sent a line of characters.

Shen Ye’s heart stirred, remembering his mission, and immediately spoke:

“I have come with my sequence, meeting you here. Is there anything I can do for you?”

The magnificent voice rang out again:

“This historical fragment is from a great war of ancient times.”

“All beings who arrive at the ‘Ghostly Society’ are in this great war, seeking valuable weapons, armor, skills, and information.”

“If you help me, you will lose these opportunities.”

“It doesn’t matter,” Shen Ye said, “I don’t care about those things.”

—The current mission is to help his sequence grow.

He could no longer ignorantly fall into the traps of other sequences!

“Since that’s the case…”

The colossal voice echoed in the void:

“Then come, and investigate a possibility for me—”

In an instant.

Shen Ye vanished from his spot.

The voice also disappeared with him.

In front of the spire.

As if nothing had happened.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

Figures flew in from the distant sky.

They stopped in front of the tall pagoda.

“The sequence says he went in,” one person said deeply.

“Hmph, he ran pretty fast, but how could he possibly escape?”

“Everyone, start killing monsters and collecting heads!”

“Prepare to enter the Ancient Spire!”

The professionals shouted loudly.

…

On the other side.

Shen Ye appeared from a patch of darkness.

Smoke filled the air around him.

The corpse of an adult man lay on the ground, surrounded by scattered letters.

All the other letters were torn and broken.

Only one letter, illuminated by the moonlight, showed a warning text on the corner of its envelope:

“Church’s Holy Blessing Parchment, Lucky Protection Runes Sealed, Urgent Confidential Mail.”

The text glowed with a faint white light.

Shen Ye understood, reached out, and picked up the letter between his fingers.

A voice immediately rang out:

“In that decisive battle, this letter did not reach its destination.”

“Although history has long passed, this letter is no longer important.”

“But I still want to know, if this letter had fulfilled its mission, what would have been the outcome of history.”

“Please satisfy my curiosity.”

As the voice faded.

The white light disappeared, and a line of text appeared on the envelope:

“To: Colonel ‘Secret Fire’ of the Night Raven Town Garrison (Recipient).”

Only this line of text.

He had no idea who the sender was, or where it was sent from.

But Shen Ye noticed a burning cross emblem in the sender’s field, with glittering gold coins etched along its edges.

—Perhaps it represented a specific institution.

Shen Ye speculated.

Alright—

Time to get to work.

He reached out, pressed into the void, and chanted:

“Door.”

Set the obstacle as “the distance to Colonel ‘Secret Fire’ of the Night Raven Town Garrison.”

He took one step over.

The door vanished behind him, and Shen Ye looked bewildered.

The surrounding buildings were all burnt black.

Many houses had long since collapsed.

A strong stench of decaying corpses filled the air.

As far as the eye could see.

No sign of human habitation.

But at Shen Ye’s feet, stood a tombstone with two lines of text:

“Tomb of Colonel ‘Secret Fire’ of Night Raven Town.”

“Rest in peace, brave warrior.”

Shen Ye looked at the letter in his hand, then at the tombstone.

—This just got complicated.

The person is dead, how do I deliver the letter?!

Does this mean—

Shen Ye took a breath, squatted before the tombstone, and spoke:

“Hey, my friend, you have mail.”

“Shadowy Whisper” activated!

He waited for several breaths.

But there was no movement from beneath the tombstone.

That’s not right.

Although this skill hadn’t been used in a long time, it could at least awaken dead souls!

Could the soul not be here?

The magnificent voice suddenly rang out:

“Interesting, it seems Colonel Mister’s soul has long been hidden.”

“Please continue to explore.”

“I am now even more interested in the development of events.”

That sequence had been observing the whole time!

Shen Ye knew that the matter had to continue, so he simply asked his truth artifacts:

“Who is familiar with this kind of situation?”

“I know a little,” Cassandra’s voice rang out, “If a soul is enslaved by some entity in hell, it won’t be able to respond to your calling, because the soul has lost its autonomy.”

“So, I need to go to hell,” Shen Ye said.

“That’s not necessary though.”

Cassandra subtly appeared by Shen Ye’s side, reached out and flicked a thread of destiny, which

merged into the tombstone below:

“The corpse is already linked to me. When I summon the soul, the owner of the soul will sense it and come to speak with us.”

“That’s good,” Shen Ye breathed a sigh of relief.

Cassandra recited a long, obscure incantation.

“The other party is coming!”

She warned.

The tombstone tilted to one side.

At the same time, a voice from underground rang out:

“Who is summoning my slave?”

“A messenger, I have a letter that needs to be seen by that Colonel,” Shen Ye said.

He’s a slave, huh.

It’s actually a bit strange—

Why would that ancient sequence care about such a small figure?

Shen Ye thought silently.

The voice, however, had already grown impatient:

“To summon me for such a boring matter, are you sick?”

“Just do me a favor, please,” Shen Ye said.

“Scram.”

“I can offer some compensation.”

“Hell doesn’t lack your stinking money, remember, don’t summon my slave again! He’s mine! Otherwise, I’ll make you pay!”

So stubborn?

Shen Ye drew his long blade, his figure becoming illusory, and plunged straight into the mud, striking the corpse with his blade.

Flowers bloom, catching spring wind—

Two consecutive strikes!

With a clang, Shen Ye retracted his blade and returned to the surface.

Lines of faint text subtly appeared:

“In a past era, that hell slave master had just completed an evil spirit transformation ritual and was on the verge of increasing its strength, when you killed it.”

It’s done.

Shen Ye called out again:

“Colonel ‘Secret Fire’, I have your letter.”

—Shadowy Whisper!

After a moment’s wait.

Another voice suddenly rang out from underground:

“I actually have mail?”

“Yes, the envelope says it’s for you,” Shen Ye said.

The other side was silent for a while again, then spoke:

“Unfortunately, the letter came a bit late, I’m already dead—who is the sender?”

Shen Ye was about to describe the shape of the emblem, but then closed his mouth again.

From the tone, the Colonel didn’t seem too interested in this letter.

How could that be?

“It’s unclear, this letter is very mysterious, there’s no sender, but the letter’s rating is very high.”

Shen Ye tried to pique the other party’s curiosity.

“Very high rating?” the other party asked.

“Yes, all other letters were damaged, only yours remained completely intact.”

Shen Ye intensified his tone, insisting:

“As a messenger, I must deliver this letter—should I burn it for you?”

“No need to burn it, just read it to me,” the voice finally said.

“Alright.”

Shen Ye breathed a sigh of relief, tore open the envelope, pulled out a letter, and read:

“Dear Major ‘Secret Fire’.”

“We have been informed of your plans.”

“You will begin from hell in our world, utterly destroying everything, allowing the apocalypse to pierce through both the living and the dead.”

“What is your explanation for this?”

“The Demon King of النهاية، the Singer of Soulful Suffering, the Corrupted Divinity of the Lord, the Mutated Apocalypse that Enslaves All Wailing Souls—”

“Lord Valhalla.”

Shen Ye finished reading.

In an instant.

The world spun.

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He suddenly found himself back in the Land of Exile.

Another him stood opposite, looking at him, and sighed:

“Luckily, I was quick and rescued you.”

“How did I fall into a deadly situation?” Shen Ye asked.

“Those few terms cannot be spoken; if you speak them, you will die,” his other self said.

“…” Shen Ye.

He instinctively looked towards the void.

Several lines of faint text had already appeared there:

“‘Land of Exile’ gathers the Old Supreme Lord and the power of apocalyptic destruction, it is the only ‘door’ ability that can avoid the damage of the mutated apocalypse.”

“With this ‘door’ ability, you avoided the damage of the mutated apocalypse’s name.”

“—You survived.”

(End of this chapter)