Gates of the Myriad Realms Chapter 667

They went around in circles.

In the end, they still had to face the “omnipotent” Valhalla.

Yes.

Valhalla died in a rain of swords.

He had absorbed all of Valhalla’s power using “Mandala Uroboros” and bestowed it upon the true creation, “Multilayered Universe.”

But this power was too immense.

Currently, Chatelain was still evolving in slumber, and his strange identity couldn’t be elevated!

Shen Ye suddenly gripped the hilt of his saber tightly.

On the plains, Valhalla raised a hand towards the charging human army.

He couldn’t let it attack!

Shen Ye’s figure flickered, pushing open a door, and appeared directly behind Valhalla.

“A Door ability user.”

Valhalla exclaimed in surprise.

Its figure flashed, flying up into the sky, then casually waved its hand—

Energy waves surged across the land like a flood, threatening to wipe out everything on the surface.

This move didn’t even spare the strange monsters.

Everyone would die!

Shen Ye took a deep breath, and countless cold glints instantly shot out from the long saber in his hand, like blooming lotus flowers, covering the earth.

In an instant, all the energy waves and saber slashes were extinguished together.

However, Shen Ye’s long saber emitted a blazing light.

“Is that so… possessing the ability to absorb an enemy’s power, you completely absorbed my previous move.”

Valhalla looked down at Shen Ye.

Shen Ye suddenly vanished.

Clang!

A metallic clash echoed through the heavens and earth.

In the sky, Shen Ye and Valhalla parried a blow, then retreated halfway, surrounded by a myriad of colorful treasures.

“Collect.”

He unhesitatingly unleashed his Dharma Idol and gathered all sorts of items—

The Dharma Idol immediately dissipated.

Valhalla stared at Shen Ye in astonishment.

Its hand was raised, maintaining the posture of wielding a weapon to block.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Valhalla lowered its hand, staring at Shen Ye, and said deeply:

“Interesting.”

“I think it’s quite interesting too,” Shen Ye said.

Lines of faint text had already appeared in the void:

“You activated the keyword ‘Lord of White Impermanence’.”

“When you attack with a saber, the inherent power of the saber is boosted to its peak, limited to once per day.”

“You boosted the ‘Divine Plunder’ of the Netherblade to its peak.”

“In the current battle, you instantaneously pilfered everything from Valhalla.”

Shen Ye’s gaze fell on Valhalla’s hands.

A moment ago, there was also a halberd in its hands, but now it had been absorbed into the Dharma Idol by the Netherblade.

“You have nothing left; how will you fight me?”

Shen Ye smiled.

A keyword suddenly appeared above Valhalla’s head:

“Omnipotent.”

It narrowed its eyes and spoke lazily:

“You humans always possess inexplicable confidence, but in my presence, such confidence will quickly crumble completely.”

“I don’t quite understand,” Shen Ye said.

“Manipulating space and time is a trivial matter for me. Let’s return to before the battle, and all my treasures will come back.”

Valhalla reached out and formed a hand seal.

The next moment, the entire world shook a few times.

Shen Ye knew that the opponent was the “omnipotent one” and would certainly possess the ability to reverse time and space, so he was prepared for temporal regression.

However—

The world merely shook.

Time and space did not reverse!

“God used the goods you just acquired to prevent the opponent’s space-time reversal spell.”

Oh.

So that’s how it is.

Shen Ye nodded with satisfaction, was about to say something with a smile, but suddenly jumped up.

“Hey! What do you mean by taking it all? Leave some for me!”

He anxiously transmitted his voice.

It was no use.

All those treasures hidden in the Dharma Idol, which originally belonged to Valhalla, had been plundered by God!

What followed was a solemn-toned voice transmission:

“The decisive battle between sequences is extremely difficult to intervene in, but these things are barely enough for me to cheer you on.”

“Time will not go back; instead, everything will accelerate along the historical trajectory.”

“—You must ponder deeply the meaning of what I did.”

“I did my best!”

What the hell did you do your best for!

An existence like Valhalla was the strongest being in this historical fragment of the “Gods and Ghosts Society.”

The treasures it collected must be the best in the entire historical fragment!

You took them all at once!

Shen Ye endured and endured, finally swallowing a curse word with great difficulty.

Opposite him.

Valhalla’s expression was even more curious.

It seemed a little puzzled.

“Impossible… you are just a mortal; why can you stop me from reversing time?”

“Guess,” Shen Ye said irritably.

Before his words fell, the long saber struck again.

Infinite laws gathered, binding Valhalla in place.

—Surging Blade Art: Chilling Cold!

The saber light flashed.

Valhalla suddenly vanished, appearing behind Shen Ye.

“Trying to trap me? Dream on!”

Its sharp claws struck directly at Shen Ye’s back.

If this blow landed, it would probably dig out Shen Ye’s heart directly!

Shen Ye was about to use the second style of saber art to defend, but a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

No.

Valhalla was “omnipotent.”

There was nothing it couldn’t do.

If it wanted to dig out his heart, it certainly could!

Shen Ye temporarily changed his move, abandoning all defenses, and directly stabbed his saber towards Valhalla’s head.

—You grab my heart, I cut off your head.

An eye for an eye!

“It’s no use; I can dodge it.”

Valhalla’s voice was full of mockery.

Yes.

It could do anything.

Wanting to exchange blows and hurt both sides was almost impossible!

Pfft.

A sound of flesh tearing erupted.

The two stood in place, looking at each other.

Valhalla’s expression held some doubt, some surprise, and even a certain ignited fury.

Shen Ye’s expression, however, was calm.

Long saber—

The long saber shimmered with black and white lightning, which was the Dharma Idol, the Lord of Karma and Reincarnation, temporarily elevated by two levels.

The saber was not swung out to parry Valhalla.

This Netherblade, wreathed in the Dharma Idol of Karma and Reincarnation, turned back midway and plunged into Shen Ye’s own heart.

The blade pierced through his heart and then struck Valhalla’s hand.

—Its hand was gripping Shen Ye’s heart.

Yes.

Valhalla could indeed grip Shen Ye’s heart and certainly avoid Shen Ye’s swing.

But there was one thing it couldn’t do—

Both grip Shen Ye’s heart and not be harmed by the black and white lightning on the heart.

Because that blade was already plunged into the heart.

If Valhalla succeeded in “gripping the heart,” it would inevitably be wounded by the blade.

—This was an unavoidable paradox!

More importantly—

Valhalla thought Shen Ye was going to exchange blows.

Its two “abilities” were: one, to grip the heart; two, to avoid the swing.

But Shen Ye directly stabbed his own heart, finally cutting its hand and wounding it.

“Hey, your hand is broken.”

Shen Ye said.

“It deserves a compliment—after all, no human has ever harmed me, and you managed to do it, but what does that matter?” Valhalla asked.

Its gaze shifted downwards, observing Shen Ye’s chest, and continued:

“You are already dead.”

Shen Ye coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Both the blade and the claws had pierced his heart.

He was indeed going to die.

“Death isn’t scary; it’s merely going to hell—in any case, I’ve understood your true weakness, and I will pass this information on to those who come after.”

Shen Ye said.

As his words fell, he collapsed to the ground, dead.

Valhalla fell into a long silence.

This human—

His heart was crushed by himself, dead beyond dead.

Of course, its own hand was also injured.

Valhalla raised its arm, looking at the part cleaved by the “Lord of Karma and Reincarnation.”

—What does this matter?

It was an omnipotent being.

Such a non-fatal wound, it only needed to think, and its arm would recover instantly.

But—

The opponent had injured it.

No human had ever been able to do this before.

Was it worth bothering with?

Valhalla muttered to itself:

“My true weakness?”

One breath. Two breaths.

Three breaths.

He was still pondering.

—I, an omnipotent being, also have a weakness?

Moreover—

This human wants to transmit information to others?

“Interesting…”

“Whether you’re being mysterious or genuinely speaking, I can get the answer.”

Valhalla looked at the corpse on the ground, then suddenly took a step forward, heading underground.

It disappeared directly from the surface.

…

Hell.

The Prison of Dark Slaves.

Shen Ye’s soul squatted among the many slaves, silent.

The jailer here was a great demon.

Wiping cold sweat from its forehead, it bowed and scraped, leading Valhalla into the dark prison, arriving directly in front of Shen Ye.

“Everyone here `is a slave`—I didn’t expect you to come and be a slave too.”

Shen Ye said.

Valhalla replied, “It doesn’t matter.”

It waved its hand casually.

An invisible power instantly wiped out the entire dark prison.

Those slaves, even the slave masters and the great demon jailer, couldn’t even let out a single wail before being completely obliterated by this spell.

Hell was empty.

Only Valhalla, with a leisurely expression, looked with interest at the flames burning on the iron chains.

“I’m already dead; you still won’t let me go?”

Shen Ye asked.

Valhalla said, “Normally, I have no interest in dead souls, but you said you know my weakness.”

“I do indeed know,” Shen Ye said.

“What is my weakness?” Valhalla said slowly. “You should know that I have millions of ways to make you speak the truth, so it’s best to speak honestly.”

“Curiosity,” Shen Ye said.

“Curiosity?” Valhalla fell into thought.

Yes.

It was indeed out of curiosity that it followed the other party to this hell, wanting to uncover a truth.

But this time, it employed a lie-detection spell.

—The other party was lying!

“Not just curiosity,” Shen Ye said.

Valhalla didn’t act immediately, but continued to ask, “What else?”

“Ignorance,” Shen Ye added.

“You say I’m ignorant?” Valhalla laughed, extremely angry.

“Yes, there’s too much you don’t know—you can be omnipotent, but you can’t be omniscient.”

Shen Ye said.

—It was actually the truth.

Valhalla was about to take action to finish off this annoying fellow.

But this fellow continued to speak:

“Because you are ignorant, you certainly don’t know your death is coming.”

Valhalla genuinely laughed.

This time, it wasn’t out of anger, but a laugh filled with extreme mockery.

“I’ll die in hell?”

He performed a spell with his hand.

The fluctuations of the spell instantly spread throughout hell, then transcended the laws of life and death from hell, reaching the human world, sweeping through the entire human realm.

Nothing.

Not a single opponent!

Valhalla’s laughter grew even more unrestrained:

“Hahahahaha, I know you are also a strange life form, and I have witnessed your methods, but here I am the strongest!”

“No one is my match!”

It clutched Shen Ye’s neck with its hand, lifting him high, and roared angrily:

“You alarmist, I will now obliterate your soul!”

Boom—

Dark flames erupted from Shen Ye’s body.

At this moment, relying on the power of “Super Saiyan Duck Man,” he transformed all his power into destruction.

Destruction.

Cannot be destroyed by destruction.

This way, the soul could at least be preserved.

Facing Valhalla’s murderous eyes, Shen Ye calmly spoke:

“I said—”

“Your time is up.”

“If I’m wrong, why are you so flustered?”

Valhalla’s laughter abruptly ceased.

Yes.

Over a hundred lie detection spells were activated simultaneously.

Under the scrutiny of these spells—

What this complex life form said was actually true.

“Damn it…”

Valhalla let out a low growl, its aura surged, and infinite power fluctuations almost destroyed everything in hell.

—This was merely power fluctuation.

If it unleashed a spell with all its might to attack this world—

The answer was self-evident.

“I’m tired of it,” Valhalla said indifferently.

“Although this ‘Gods and Ghosts Society’ world can provide me with some souls, as you said, humans are ultimately controlled by ‘sequences’.”

“If there are sequences, there are risks.”

“—Thanks to your reminder this time, I’ve decided to destroy all humanity, along with the sequences and the entire historical fragment.”

It gripped Shen Ye’s neck with one hand and raised the other high.

A black spell orb emerged at its fingertip.

This spell orb gathered all of Valhalla’s power, enough to destroy the “Gods and Ghosts Society” along with the surrounding void!

Just being near Valhalla was unbearable for Shen Ye.

He was barely alive, enduring the torment and torture of its spell, yet he was never completely destroyed.

Valhalla gritted its teeth and said sharply:

“Damn fellow.”

“I want you to watch everything completely collapse in my spell.”

As it spoke, it moved its finger—

The spell orb was about to be released—

Valhalla suddenly stiffened, as if sensing something.

“Who’s talking to me?”

Valhalla demanded.

There was no response.

But it focused its gaze into the void, and released another spell.

Thus, the voice from the human world grew louder:

“Esteemed Major ‘Secret Fire’.”

“We are aware of your plan.”

“You will begin from the hell of our world, utterly destroying everything, allowing the apocalypse to pierce through both the realms of life and death.”

“What is your explanation for this?”

“Lord Valhalla, the Demon King of the End, the Singer of Soulful Agony, the Fallen Divinity of the Lord, the Variant Apocalypse that enslaves all wailing souls—”

“Lord Valhalla.”

In the dark prison, there was a deathly silence.

Valhalla’s eyes flickered, and it suddenly reached out to poke the void, chuckling softly:

“Die.”

A sharp beam of magical light penetrated hell and reached the human world.

However—

It hit nothing.

Valhalla paused, then slowly turned its head to look at the dead soul in its hand.

“You were right after all.”

“I clearly just scanned, and no one is stronger than me…but the person speaking didn’t die from my spell.”

“Perhaps you know something?”

“The Church,” Shen Ye, covered in wounds, uttered with difficulty.

“The Church…”

Valhalla fell into thought, muttering, “That’s right, the Church is that fellow’s organization in the human world.”

“Could it be that he’s here?”

“No, I must go to the human world and see.”

It condensed a spear with a spell, fiercely stabbing Shen Ye into the ground, pinning him motionless.

“Will you still give me information?”

It asked softly.

“Yes,” Shen Ye said.

“Good, I’ll go kill that fellow’s enforcer, then come find you.”

As the words fell, Valhalla soared into the sky and instantly vanished.

—It went to the human world.

In hell.

Only Shen Ye’s dead soul was pinned in place, gasping for breath repeatedly.

In front of the mighty spell of the “omnipotent” Valhalla, he couldn’t move at all.

—He was barely enduring the time, relying solely on his body of destruction.

At a certain moment, lines of faint text quietly appeared:

“You paid Valhalla’s entire treasure to discern ‘God’s’ profound intentions as ‘God’ accelerated the timeline.”

“While you were arguing in hell, everything in the surface world progressed rapidly.”

“You reached that moment.”

“The moment Valhalla, as Major ‘Secret Fire’, infiltrated hell.”

“Now.”

“It went to the human world to meet you in this moment.”

“And you in this moment will lead it forward.”

“—Until it dies in a rain of swords.”

“This is its destined death.”

All the small characters flashed away.

Several new lines of faint text quietly appeared:

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“Although you were not Valhalla’s match, by grasping its inability to be ‘omniscient,’ you still led it into a predetermined dead end.”

“Congratulations.”

“You won the sequence decisive battle against the Wanshen Nest Mother.”