Myriad Realms Gatekeeper

"Go."

Shen Ye commanded.

The giant skeleton unhesitatingly raised its huge bone sword.

The man shouted angrily, "Don't think you can beat me—"

A dense mass of steel wires materialized from the void and slashed towards the giant skeleton.

But it was useless.

They couldn't even get close to the giant skeleton, blocked by the pale flames rising continuously from its body.

"Too weak."

The giant skeleton mocked.

"Then—"

"Let the undead be free, they have been bound for far too long."

The giant sword vibrated.

Invisible ripples spread from the blade, instantly piercing through the entire building.

—Undead Resurrection!

The bodies slowly stood up, moving as if they were alive.

From the top floor down to the first, every railing, and even on the walls and ceiling, was packed with dense corpses.

The man looked up at the bodies, his hands constantly manipulating hidden wires.

However, it was useless.

All the bodies were out of control.

They were no longer under his dominion, and their souls had slipped from his control.

"I... I'm clearly dead."

A corpse remarked.

"You are now undead—prepare to seize this guy who killed you," the giant skeleton said.

It spat out a ball of pale flames from its mouth.

The Skinner, quick to react, darted to the side as soon as the flame appeared.

Without warning—

The bodies leaped down from above, one after another, all pouncing in the direction he was dodging to.

The man intended to avoid them, but the ball of flame suddenly burst into dazzling light, holding him in place.

For an instant.

The man's body froze.

The giant skeleton said leisurely, "Don't be nervous, this is just a minor Soul Settling Technique that causes a shock between the spirit and the body of a living being, so—"

"You can't move now."

A corpse suddenly grabbed the man's foot.

"Damn it."

The man's expression changed, and he immediately tried to pull his foot free.

But it was too late—

Countless corpses swarmed him, holding down his limbs and head firmly.

Boom!

The pale flames struck him.

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The man let out a piercing scream, quickly drowned out by the howls of the deceased.

"Some say killing a man puts an end to him, but I'll tell you—"

"A dead man's revenge is the end of everything."

The giant skeleton said indifferently.

The corridor on that side was utterly submerged by the undead.

The man was held down by countless undead, gnawed at ceaselessly, unable to move at all.

Suddenly.

He erupted with a roar, exclaiming:

"Great deities—"

Dark shadows suddenly appeared in the void.

All the corpses were swept away by these shadows.

The man knelt on one knee, breathing his last, as the Curse Seal on his hand shifted ceaselessly.

His flesh was almost gnawed clean, leaving only vague blood and bones, yet he kept chanting:

"I am willing to pay that price, please—"

Before he could finish, the shadows swirling around him forcefully disrupted his Hand Seal.

The technique dissipated.

The shadows all retracted back behind the man.

The man stayed rooted to the spot.

—Had that being rejected his plea?

Shen Ye shouted:

"Strike him while he's down, take his life!"

The giant skeleton, obeying the order, lifted the huge bone sword and pointed across the space.

Once again, a fierce pale flame burst forth from the void, holding the man immobile.

Shen Ye drew his gun, aimed at the man opposite him, and said:

"What are your last words?"

The man, his flesh a bloody blur, had a glimmer of fear in his eyes for the first time.

Pop.

A gunshot sounded.

The man shuddered violently.

—But to his surprise, he found he was not dead.

"Sorry, I've never practiced with a gun, so I missed," Shen Ye said apologetically.

"Are you playing with me?" The man said fiercely.

Shen Ye didn't answer and instead drew the short sword from behind his back.

The Dusk Shortsword.

"Come on, fight me for the final victory!" the man roared, while discreetly hooking something out from his body with his fingers.

Little did he know Shen Ye had no intention of approaching, nor did he execute any sword techniques.

He simply waved the short sword from afar and then sheathed it again.

"I'm done for the day."

"What are you staring for—I'm not risking my neck—you go, finish him off."

He said indifferently.

The giant skeleton said sulkily, "I thought you wanted to take a risk and show off..."

It raised the huge bone sword high and swung it mightily—

"No!"

The man cried out in despair.

An endless pale flame erupted from the giant sword, sweeping across the hall and striking the man's body, burning away over half of his physique.

—He wailed in agony, his voice gradually weakening until it finally cut off entirely.

He was dead.

But the giant skeleton pressed the sword into the ground and bellowed,

"Embrace of the White Bone!"

White bone shields emerged loudly on all sides, spinning around it and Shen Ye.

"What's going on?" Shen Ye asked.

"Just now, you were likely attacked in a secret strike—he's connected to some powerful entity," the giant skeleton said cautiously.

"Quick, look!" Xiao Mengyu exclaimed.

Several black shadows emerged from the ground, instantly enshrouding the man's remains and flying off into the distance.

Xiao Mengyu's physique flashed, chasing after them like a lightning bolt.

Shen Ye was left alone in the ruins.

He became even more vigilant, backing up against the door and adopting a defensive stance.

"They're gone," the giant skeleton said.

"Why not chase?" Shen Ye asked.

"I can't carry you if I run at full strength, and if I leave you here and that thing comes back to kill you, I can't save you in time."

As if afraid he might misunderstand, the giant skeleton patiently explained,

"In this situation, my priority is to ensure your safety."

Shen Ye fell silent.

What exactly were those black shadows just now?

"Let's rethink this—I just got to the hotel upstairs when Xiao Mengyu was at a disadvantage, and the hotel building got blown open, causing her to fall down—was it you who blew open the building?" Shen Ye asked suddenly.

"Not me," the giant skeleton immediately denied.

"Was it Xiao Mengyu?" Shen Ye asked.

"It doesn't seem like it was her, considering she was blown out of the building. Moreover, that move clearly came from outside the building—wait, I get it!"

Both the man and the skeleton exclaimed in unison, "There's another person here!"

A deep chill crawled up his spine.

Shen Ye forced himself to stay calm, thinking quickly.

—The Skinner had thought I blew open the building, which is why he didn't pursue.

But I knew it wasn't me who did it.

Was it that black shadow?

If it was the shadow, why would it blast open the building to create an opportunity for Xiao Mengyu to dodge?

If the shadow was on Xiao Mengyu's side, why save The Skinner now?

Clearly, this was contradictory.

The logic didn't make sense!

Could it be...

Someone else?

Shen Ye cleared his throat and picked up the microphone:

"Would the friend who just assisted please show yourself?"

His voice echoed far into the night sky, yet there was no response.

After waiting for a few moments,

a familiar roaring sound approached.

The Ghost Fire Motorcycle sped into the hall like a fleeting shadow and stopped in front of Shen Ye.

Instead of the person hiding in the shadows, his own motorcycle had arrived.

"Was that little girl safely delivered to the Renjian Wudao Building?" Shen Ye asked.

"The mission is incomplete, the target has been lost," the motorcycle replied.

"What? Did she get into an accident?" Shen Ye's face drained of color.

"The target left me midway and landed safely on the street; I do not know her whereabouts," the motorcycle replied.

Shen Ye was stunned.

The Ghost Fire Motorcycle was fast; even if he himself tried to jump off midway, he would need to be careful.

Not to mention that the little girl was still strapped in with a seat belt.

And yet she was able to land safely?

Shen Ye felt engulfed in thick fog, with the truth hidden deep within its endless depths.

Be calm.

Be a little calmer.

Now, think about what exactly is amiss.

Shen Ye suddenly remembered a detail.

He ran and charged, returning once again to room 707, approached the nurse's corpse, squatted down, and said softly,

"Before the fight broke out, we just talked about your daughter."

"Yes," the corpse responded.

"I said I wanted to support your daughter's education and living, but you hesitated. I was about to ask more, but didn't get the chance—what did you want to say?" Shen Ye asked.

"I wanted to tell you that I don't have a daughter," the corpse said.

Shen Ye froze.

The giant skeleton crouched outside the door, keeping watch around and couldn't help mocking,

"I told you, rashly helping a complete stranger is asking for trouble—now look, you don't even know who the other party is."

Shen Ye, as if he hadn't heard, continued his questioning, "What did Xiao Mengyu say to that assassin? Were you there at the time?"

The corpse said flatly, "I was there."

"What did they say?" Shen Ye asked again.

"They agreed that if the assassin revealed the true mastermind behind the scenes, the girl would not use her family's power against him."

"And once the assassin defeated her, he could have her body."

"Then, did the assassin reveal the mastermind?" Shen Ye asked, anxiety in his voice.

"He didn't say directly—the assassin took out a cell phone and sent something to the girl," the corpse said.

"What did the girl say?" Shen Ye asked.

"The girl said, 'I understand now, our agreement takes effect from this moment,'" the corpse replied.

Shen Ye suddenly realized.

He took out his own phone from his pocket—

Before entering the hotel, he had silenced it, and thus had not checked it.

He now turned the sound back on and saw indeed there was a message.

It was from Xiao Mengyu.