Myriad Realms Gatekeeper

The second group, the third, the fourth, a dense mass of blade glows spun around Shen Ye, blossoming like a myriad of pear flowers.

As if a spring breeze had swept through overnight.

The snow-white pear blossom-like radiance of the blades spread throughout the city, cutting down all the monsters that had descended into the urban area.

To be cut meant certain death.

To die meant to be consumed into the Origin Power.

The sounds of dense and intricate cutting rose to the sky, accompanied by the reflection of the blades, it was like a grand symphony of death.

At first, the monster stood there nonchalantly.

But in just a few breaths, the shadow of the clock behind it was struck continuously by the dense blade glows, swaying several times, finally shattering.

The monster was taken aback, twisting its body to flee.

But where could it escape to?

A hit from one blade, and all blades struck true; everything turned to ash.

It died at the hands of a mere mortal.

However, from beginning to end, Shen Ye didn't even glance at it.

Shen Ye looked at the youth in his arms, at his wounds drenched in blood, his expression dull.

In all directions,

Countless streams of Origin Power flew toward him, entering into Shen Ye's body.

The Attribute Points, which had come to a halt, once again began to climb upwards.

After a long while,

The momentum of the blades still hadn't ceased,

And thus time remained at a standstill.

—But life is like a journey against time, just like this blade, it will eventually reach its end.

All things must progress forward.

Move forward?

Shen Ye's eyes flickered.

No.

The enemies would certainly make everything start over again.

They had already found ways to counter Zhang Xiaoyi and Guo Yunye, as well as to fight head-on against Mo Ga Ru and Charlotte.

What about next time?

Perhaps they could find a way to counter me?

"Remember, never let time go backward."

Diliya's voice sounded:

"Your friend's attack technique has been broken by them, then he died."

"Once you go back again, they will surely find a way to deal with you, and they will go all out against you."

"My Blade Technique is about to end," Shen Ye said.

"No matter what, you must never go back—your whole world is incapable of countering this Art of Time."

"It's the Art of Time blessed by the will of that world, it is the power of the Nine Layers of the Dharma Realm, and your world is already dead, powerless to resist," Diliya said.

"What about you? Can the 'Five Desires' world take action?" Shen Ye asked.

Diliya raised both hands.

The peculiar shackles remained on her wrists, preventing her from exerting any power.

"Next, time will keep resetting."

"—Until the enemy finds a way to defeat all of your strong ones."

Diliya continued, "All of you will die, the planet will be destroyed, its remnants pushed into the frenzied sea of the Dharma Realm, offered as a sacrifice to the great being sealed by the Axe of Genesis."

"Isn't there another way?" Shen Ye asked.

"There is," Diliya said.

Diliya's voice rose again:

"It's too late to explain now—you're a gate power user, right?"

"Yes," Shen Ye acknowledged.

"Listen, when I say 'go,' you need to immediately open the gate and temporarily leave this world, otherwise your time will revert along with everyone else's, back to when it all started," Diliya said.

"Understood," Shen Ye replied.

He gently laid the body down on the ground, then stood up and waited silently.

At one moment,

Suddenly—

"Go! Time is about to reset!" Diliya shouted softly.

Shen Ye sensed it too,

That feeling of everything being forcibly turned back made him feel uneasy, his stomach churning, a wave of nausea overcoming him.

"Gate." Your journey continues at empire

He murmured softly.

A door immediately appeared before him.

He promptly placed his hand on the door.

With just a push, he could step through, leaving this place, escaping the grasp of the Art of Time.

"Quick, go! What are you waiting for?"

Diliya urged urgently.

Shen Ye was about to push the door but subconsciously glanced towards Zhang Xiaoyi's corpse.

Zhang Xiaoyi was dead.

His eyes were closed, past laughter and anger all vanished into nothingness, leaving only his small corpse lying on the ground.

Blood was still flowing.

Blood had already gone cold.

Lying there, he would no longer play cards, play games, or attend classes with Shen Ye.

Suddenly, the conversation from a moment ago echoed in his ears once again.

"A Yi."

"You need to leave quickly."

"What about the others? Guo Yunye? In which direction did Zhou Heng and the rest escape? Tell me, and I'll go save them."

"Don't ask... you'll be heartbroken if I do..."

As if it was still ringing in his ears,

Shen Ye's hand, still on the door, said calmly:

"If I step out of this time frame, they indeed lose the chance to figure out my skills and weaknesses—"

"But the people who died in this time, they are truly dead, beyond any redemption."

"Aren't they?"

"Yes," Diliya sighed, "But you have already demonstrated the power to massacre a city, and you also possess some power of time."

"Whether I leave or not, they will manipulate this period of time over and over, trying to kill even more people," Shen Ye said.

"Listen, Shen Ye, think it through."

"You have absorbed the Origin Force of the monsters throughout the city, you can become stronger."

Diliya's voice became serious:

"Once you are caught in the reset of time, all these powers will vanish—"

"And those monsters will keep reviving."

"They will make it their sole purpose to study you, to pursue and kill you, just as they did with your companions, and you will never be able to escape."

Shen Ye listened quietly.

His hand,

pulled away from the door.

He lowered his head to look at the body on the ground.

After a long while,

he said softly,

"Let them come then."

Deep in the sky,

A blinding light pierced through the earth, sweeping across the entire world.

In a flash,

Everything around disappeared.

The familiar streets.

The Renjian Wudao Group Building suddenly appeared before his eyes.