Myriad Realms Gatekeeper

A few minutes later.

Shen Ye entered the prince's tent.

This time was somewhat different from any other.

Inside the tent stood a host of generals.

Two fully armored Great Knights with tower shields strapped to their backs and warhammers hanging at their waists stood one on each side of Prince Norton.

— They looked less like they were there to protect the prince and more as if they were surveilling him.

An old man in a grey robe, holding a golden scepter, stood in front of the writing desk.

Prince Norton was looking down, writing military orders.

When the curtain lifted, everyone looked over.

"Peiqi? What are you doing here? Didn't I tell you to scout the enemy's situation?" Prince Norton barked.

"It was I who summoned him," the old man in the grey robe said with a grin, showing a mouthful of yellow teeth.

"That's not right, those guards said the prince was looking for me, how can you issue orders in the prince's name?" Shen Ye asked, surprised.

"How dare you!" the two Great Knights shouted in unison.

Their bodies brimmed with killing intent, as if they were ready to strike and kill Shen Ye at any moment.

"No matter, the child does not understand the significance of this scepter in my hand—it is made of pure gold, carved with the royal family's exclusive Holy Violet pattern, representing His Majesty's imperial authority."

The old man in the grey robe held up the golden scepter high, seemingly quite enthused about discussing it, and continued:

"Bearing this scepter proves that I act on His Majesty's behalf."

"So when I had the guards call for you, I did not offend His Royal Highness the Prince."

"I see, what did you want with me?" Shen Ye asked.

He stole glances at the generals, who all cast their eyes down, saying nothing.

His gaze met with the prince's, but the prince quickly glanced towards the entrance and then just as quickly looked away.

— Is this a signal for me to leave?

"You have been granted the title of 'Saint' by His Highness," the old man in the grey robe said.

"That's right," replied Shen Ye.

"Ha, His Highness is still too naive, a teenager—what makes you worthy of the title 'Saint'?"

"Also, I heard that you protected His Highness from the Undead Assassin Freg attempting to assassinate him—how do I not see that you possess such strength?" the old man in the grey robe said.

He gave a signal to one of the Great Knights.

Prince Norton's face suddenly changed, shouting, "No! Peiqi saved me with his wits, you mustn't—"

He didn't finish his words when one of the Great Knights disappeared from his spot.

In that moment.

A large Skeleton at Shen Ye's ear shouted, "Be careful! To the right!"

How could Shen Ye be unaware?

Good old Peiqi didn't back down at all; a Frosty Dharma Eye quietly emerged in the space above his head.

In a flash, two lines of small, glowing text coalesced:

"Under the augmentation of the 'Moonlight Divine Illumination' Dharma Eye, all your Lunar Series Skill powers are tripled."

"The power of the 'Thunder Shock' at the First Layer of the Law Domain is now tripled."

The Great Knight appeared out of nowhere, holding the warhammer high, and with a tone of neither sadness nor joy, said:

"A sycophant with an undeserved name, this is where you end."

Shen Ye's expression remained calm, his hands shaped into palms, which he thrust forward with all his might.

The world went silent for a moment.

If time could have frozen, one would see in that instant, endless blue-and-white electricity flowing from Shen Ye's arms to his palms, forming a giant thunder palm over three meters tall.

Even the knight's warhammer seemed like a mere toy in front of these two hands.

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Boom—

The fierce wind raged.

The Great Knight was struck by the Thunder Shock Palm, his silhouette left behind with his warhammer as his true form was dragged away by a twisting, serpentine arc of lightning, smashing through the tent, overturning many cheval de frise, chariots, and tents—

The Great Knight was bounced along the ground like a skimming stone, continually being propelled by the immense force.

He flew over five hundred meters before crashing into a deep pit on the slope of a hill.

The earth shook and the mountains tremored.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

All the rumbling noise slowly spread and had not yet calmed down.

Wind.

The winds brought forth by the thunderstorm swept back around.

The tent's canvas blew off, and the roof was gone too.

Shen Ye stood amidst the wind, smoothing his windblown hair, and snickered,

"You all are my witnesses, I haven't moved an inch from where I stand."

He was just a youth.

But the move he just made was incredibly powerful.

—That move was truly worthy of the power of the Law Domain, and more befitting of the Chaotic Heaven Gate "Night Roamer" prestige!

The cloaked old man with hair and beard all bristling shouted sternly, "How dare you, it was to be a fair contest, who gave you permission to go all out?"

Shen Ye's eyes were as calm as the sea.

The knight just now had attempted to kill.

And you still dare to say that?

"Hehe—You misunderstood, I was just playing around,"

Shen Ye revealed a shy smile, like a true fifteen-year-old, but the words from his mouth grew increasingly dangerous,

"Really, just playing around—If you don't believe me, I've recently learned a brand-new striking technique—could His Royal Highness give me a bow?"

"Take it!" Prince Norton wiped his Golden Lizard Bracelet, tossing a pale Long Bow along with a full quiver to Shen Ye.

Shen Ye slung the quiver over his shoulder, grasping the Long Bow, his entire demeanor surged with power.

Two Frost Dragons along with the Star Law Phase conjured by the Dharma Eye shimmered into existence behind him.

"This time I'm truly going all out—Would you like to give it another try?"

He asked the cloaked elder.

The cloaked elder turned to look at another Great Knight.

That Great Knight lowered his head and quietly stepped back.

Dammit.

I am loyal to my king and country, but I'm not stupid!

The cloaked elder's face grew dark, and he said angrily, "Peiqi, this is insubordination—"

"Insubordination my ass," Shen Ye interrupted him, his eyes coldly stating, "You were the one who wanted a trial, and now you claim I'm committing insubordination?"

The cloaked elder raised his Golden Scepter, roaring, "I stand here on behalf of His Majesty! How dare you disrespect me?"

Shen Ye simply smiled and began to step back towards the door.

"Just now, you wanted to try killing me to prove a point, right? Pity you didn't find out why Prince Norton titled me Saint Peiqi."

He seemed unable to restrain his inherent ferocity, his words filled with murderous intent,

"That day—the Undead Assassin Freg had his neck torn apart by my hand, his head was flung onto the ground without a care."

"No one could save him."

"That's how I protect His Royal Highness the Prince, understand?"

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but inhale sharply.

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The elder in gray robes also turned pale.

That was none other than Freg, the strongest ghost assassin from one of the three major families of the Undead Empire!

So this was the truth!

This young man was truly a monster!

Why did they provoke him!!!

Only Prince Norton silently lowered his head.

—Silly kid, he was quite skilled at bluffing and scaring others with false bravado.

The elder in gray robes struggled to speak, "Don't give me that. Everyone saw it, you dare to be disrespectful to me. I represent—"

By that time, Shen Ye had already retreated to the doorway.

The next instant.

He vanished into thin air!

Everyone exclaimed in shock.

The voice of the elder in gray robes also stopped abruptly.

This was truly—

Everyone was watching with wide eyes when he suddenly disappeared!

"Sorry for the spectacle."

Prince Norton, with his hands behind his back, said indifferently:

"Peiqi is a master far stronger than the ghost assassin Freg, and is the King of Assassins that even the Shadow Brotherhood cannot find."

"If he hadn't owed me a few favors, he actually wouldn't have listened to me at all."

He looked towards the elder in gray robes:

"What is your decision? Issue a warrant for his arrest? Or send someone to kill him? As for the consequences, that's beyond my control."

The elder in gray robes felt as if there was a fish bone stuck in his throat, unable to utter a single word.

At that moment, he was filled with regret.

Why had he not clarified the situation before making such a powerful enemy?

An assassin far more powerful than Freg...

Would he even be able to return alive from the front lines?

Prince Norton looked at everyone's shocked faces and couldn't help but nod to himself.

When it came to making a show of power, he also knew a thing or two.

Elsewhere.

In the courtyard.

Shen Ye stepped over and immediately reigned in all his killing intent, leaving no trace behind.

He sat down on the ground with a thud, panting like an ox.

A line of faint letters subsequently appeared:

"You used the Star Law Phase and released a professional skill."

"This move is very draining."

"Your remaining attributes are as follows:"

"Strength: 3;"

"Agility: 4;"

"Spirit: 2 (your bracelet has added another 0.1);"

"Comprehension: 5;"

"Resonance: 5; Legacy Resonance under the moon +20;"

Even comprehension was consumed.

...So using the Star Law Phase combined with a professional skill could be considered as a kind of all-out ultimate move?

Shen Ye got up, poured himself a glass of water, and drank it all in one gulp.

—He had been startled just now.

The Thunder Shock Palm was one of the Four Techniques of Frost Moon Shock the Heavens, belonging to the "Night Roamer" profession, recognized by the Law Domain, having ascended to the First Layer of the Law Domain.

He hadn't expected its power to be so terrifying.

Now he understood Officer Wu's words: "You are using the power of the Law Domain, which means you are acting on behalf of the gods. Compared to your previous power, it is the difference between heaven and earth."

"Shall we go over?" the giant skeleton asked.

"Let's rest for a bit," Shen Ye said.

Ten minutes later.

"Shall we go now?" the giant skeleton asked again.

"What's the rush?" Shen Ye was curious.

"We should be able to use what we got in Eternal Night City in the Nightmare World, so we must make a trip there," the giant skeleton explained.

Shen Ye, with no other choice, used his free attribute points to replenish his attributes.

He felt much better now.

"Shall we go see the prince of the Human Race first or check our loot?"

"Seeing how eager you are—fine, let's give His Royal Highness the Prince some time to regain control of the situation and take the initiative, then we can go meet him," Shen Ye said.

Shen Ye stepped through the door, back into the secret passageway.

He curiously toyed with the pale white long bow in his hand, and said:

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"This bow seems pretty good."

"Fake, a counterfeit, merely passable to use," the giant skeleton said disdainfully.

Indeed, there was a line of faint letters beside the long bow:

"???? bow's counterfeit."

"Item Level: White."

...The prince knew what he was doing.

He actually knew that what he gave couldn't be taken back.

"Want a better bow?" the giant skeleton asked.

"Of course!" said Shen Ye.

"The genuine version of this bow is in the Eternal Night City Palace. I'll take you there later," the giant skeleton said.

"Good, now let's check our loot," Shen Ye said.

Shen Ye swiped his ring, taking out a whole stack of parchment and placing them on the table.

"The God Master had a premonition before his demise, so he instructed me to make sure to retrieve these items. In fact... I have been on the run, and this is my first time seeing them," the giant skeleton said with a sorrowful tone.

"So you don't know either?"

"That's right."

"Tsk, let me take a look."

Shen Ye had felt that these parchment papers were unusual before, and now, looking closely, that strange feeling intensified.

It couldn't be Whispers of the Dark, could it...

"Hello, are you a dead person?" Shen Ye asked quite politely.

The parchment papers did not respond.

The giant skeleton couldn't help saying, "Please, these should be some sort of storage god—"

He was only halfway through his sentence when suddenly, something unexpected happened—

The sheets of parchment, "swoosh swoosh swoosh," flew up into the air, piecing together into a three-meter-tall human form.

It was covered in grey-black skin, plump as a small hill, bald, and its face was covered in mouths.

"Ah... I never thought I could climb up from Hell..."

The monstrous figure whispered.