Myriad Realms Gatekeeper-Chapter 1165 - 522: Dribbling Past Opponents!

Teleportation.

Long-distance teleportation—

The Destruction Queen and Uncle Qi closely followed Shen Ye.

But at a certain moment.

Shen Ye’s physique suddenly became blurry.

Their hands grasped at air.

The next second.

A metallic humming sounded in the void.

"What’s going on?"

The Destruction Queen couldn’t help but ask.

"It’s nothing—that was the sound of a pirate ship, temporarily considered one of us." Uncle Qi explained.

"Where’s Baxter?"

"He’s... how should I say this, have you ever played video games, he’s reselecting his character."

In the next instant.

A Shen Ye with an overwhelming aura abruptly appeared.

The teleportation had just ended.

Ahead suddenly opened up brightly.

Shen Ye drew his blade.

Rain Blade.

The Shen Ye who went to witness the destruction of history deliberately left this blade behind to prevent any insurmountable issues on Earth.

And Shen Ye utilized the power of the Ship of Destruction to resurrect.

The Earth Shen Ye was replaced.

—He decided to meet the owner of the Withering Staff in his prime.

"Let’s go!"

Shen Ye activated the entry "Encounter at the Jade Terrace Under the Moon," storing Uncle Qi and the Destruction Queen inside, then lightly leaped.

In the midst of a falling sunset glow, he landed on the terrace in front of a pavilion.

It was twilight here.

The scenery was beautiful.

The pavilion was bustling with people looking like they were watching a show, gazing out at the terrace.

Attendants solemnly stood all around.

Applause rang out.

"Welcome."

Said a hunchbacked old man as thin as a skeleton.

"Who are you?" Shen Ye asked.

"The master instructed you to look at this, and then answer me one question—answer correctly, and you may enter the building," said the hunchbacked old man.

He crushed a gemstone.

Snap.

The gemstone released light and shadow, manifesting into scenes in the void.

Shen Ye.

His appearance was youthful.

Wearing ill-fitting suit, selling products in an office building.

Countless failures.

Driven out.

It was pouring rain at noon.

Eating the simplest food, sleeping briefly in a shopping mall when tired, leaning against a wall.

Visiting clients every day.

Going against the after-work crowd, looking for clients, distributing business cards.

The scenes played quickly.

Shen Ye watched those past times and asked:

"Why show me this?"

"Don’t forget your origin was so humble and ordinary, everything about you is under the master’s control, you should be filled with awe," the hunchbacked old man said.

Shen Ye smiled, nodded in acknowledgment, and said:

"I have never forgotten my past, then... what do you want to ask?"

"—Where is the Chaos Ship?" asked the hunchbacked old man.

"I don’t know." Shen Ye said.

"Liar!" the hunchbacked old man shouted.

"I truly don’t know the whereabouts of the Chaos Ship, nor do I know if it even exists in the Truth World anymore," Shen Ye said.

Just as the hunchbacked old man was about to say something, his expression changed, and he corrected himself:

"It is now called the Ship of Destruction."

"Oh? Very interesting, I know even less of the whereabouts of the Ship of Destruction." Shen Ye said.

The hunchbacked old man looked at him deeply and said:

"You can’t hide anything, do you really want to die?"

"Actually, your master has dealt with me—earlier you said I should be filled with awe, it reminded me of something, please be sure to convey it to him."

"What?"

"I respect his mother."

Shen Ye continued sincerely:

"His mother is truly amazing, giving birth to such a show-off who wrecks the environment of the Truth Void, bullying various creations."

"Listen well, the Ship of Destruction is my brother."

"Even if I don’t hold grudges for the previous attack on us, to dare to say such words now, is madness wanting to eat shit."

The bustling pavilion fell silent.

The strong individuals watching the show no longer dared to smile.

They seemed as if they donned another mask.

The mask twisted through contorting face muscles into an expression of anger.

Everyone wore this mask.

The hunchbacked old man shouted in anger:

"Someone—execute him!"

Shen Ye drew his blade, casually swiped.

The hunchbacked old man was instantly slashed away, his body split into two, tumbling far away.

In the pavilion.

One strong individual after another flew out consecutively, toward the terrace.

"Kill!"

"Kill him!"

"He dares talk about the master like that, he must be torn to pieces!"

In an instant.

Techniques and swords moved simultaneously.

Shen Ye held his long blade horizontally, didn’t dodge, nor took any defensive action, simply raised the blade lightly—

The long blade trembled, causing the entire void to erupt with a sound of sword ringing.

An invisible force emanated from the blade edge, engulfing him entirely, from afar, he and his sword formed a sword light emitting a faint glow.

The blade edge.

Moved slowly.

Shen Ye maneuvered through the crowd.

A flame technique approached, he gently tapped it with the back of the blade.

The flames extinguished.

The blade flipped, slicing crosswise with the blade edge.

A flash of cold light gleamed in a streak.

The mage was sliced top to bottom, cut in half, flying backward.

A boxer and an assassin crossed in from the sides.

Shen Ye lightly extended his blade, forced the boxer to retreat and instantly turned to pursue, stabbing the assassin’s head with a single thrust.

When the boxer advanced again, Shen Ye had already flown backward.

"If you have the guts, don’t run!"

The boxer shouted.

But in the next instant, he was utterly caught off guard.

Because Shen Ye stepped backward a few steps, swung his long blade, drawing an extremely long and narrow sword light, knocking away the incoming techniques—

The sword light extended with the edge of the long blade, tracing a long arc, slashing back at him.

So fast!

—Can’t dodge it!

The boxer crossed his arms, attempting to block the slash with his gloves.