Myriad Realms Gatekeeper

Chapter 1424: Chapter 605: Yin Yang Fate

The Abyss of the Dark Intense Flame.

A figure, entirely black, climbed up.

Flames rose from his body, burning away the blackness, transforming into a robe draped over him.

Before he could catch his breath, a voice sounded in his ear:

“You are Kaylon.”

A sword lightly settled on his head, leaving him nowhere to escape.

“That’s right, I am Kaylon. Who are you?”

Kaylon had no choice but to say.

He looked at the woman opposite him, suddenly recalling something, and couldn’t help but ask:

“Are you the Destruction Goddess?”

“Yes, I need your strength—rest assured, you are his friend, I will leave you a Seed of Destruction Power, you can gradually grow.”

“Can I refuse?”

“Time is short, probably not.”

The sword descended.

Boom—

Kaylon instantly reverted into a shattered rune, returning to the abyss.

Only Xiao Mengyu stood in place.

She closed her eyes slightly, quietly experiencing the changes in the strength within her.

At this moment.

The power of the twelve Main Gods had all returned to her body.

What happens next?

… A bit confused.

After all, the Eternal Poem was in Shen Ye’s hands, and only he could see the next piece of information.

She gained an official reason to go find him.

A bit of excitement.

But first—

Xiao Mengyu suddenly opened her eyes.

She looked up, quietly watching the twelve glowing runes dancing in mid-air.

What is happening?

Why are there runes?

She briefly assessed, then understood.

These runes were not external objects.

They were the twelve streams of Power of Destruction she had absorbed.

Strength.

Transformed into runes.

And these twelve runes landed in front of her, forming a line of human language:

“The souls of the twelve Main Gods lack consciousness.”

“Then what are they?” Xiao Mengyu couldn’t help but think.

Just as she moved a thought, that line of human text immediately changed:

“They together form the main law of a Law Chain, and now you possess it.”

“Is destruction a type of law? Why has no one mentioned this before?” Xiao Mengyu pondered.

That line of text changed again:

“Because its true power has always been hidden, until the arrival of the thirteenth person—this person must be a true human—they obtained the complete twelve streams of Power of Destruction, then…”

Then?

Then what?

Xiao Mengyu stared blankly at the line of text in front of her.

Suddenly.

She noticed that tiny tendrils of flame began to appear on that line of text.

Like faint firefly lights.

This line of firefly text unveiled a new content:

“The Destruction Task has been issued.”

“Currently, you have received the task: ‘Forge Swords into Plowshares’.”

“Description: That Truth Creation has been lurking within the Human Race for eons, you must find it and destroy it.”

“The clue is: a consumable used by humans.”

“Reward: Your Law Tree will evolve, allowing it to complement your swordsmanship.”

“—It has begun.”

Xiao Mengyu was slightly stunned.

She had never thought that “destruction” as a law would target the Truth Creation.

Why.

Is there a hidden truth here?

Xiao Mengyu fell into deep thought.

…

Dream World.

Shen Ye stood at the gate of a fortress, waiting for the dream trial to begin.

Suddenly.

He sensed something and caught a card in his hand.

On the card was an image of a burning torch, illuminating the surroundings, revealing a line of small text hidden in the Void:

“Humans are regaining the power of destruction.”

“But that insane creation, it has lurked among the Human Race, spanning endless ages, controlling everything of humanity.”

“Quickly eliminate it.”

“Do not let it unite with its newly awakened master.”

Eternal Poem!

In theory, everything it narrates is relevant to humanity’s fate.

What do these reminders mean?

Did Xiao Mengyu succeed?

Then—

Among us is an insane creation…

Shen Ye contemplated briefly.

Insane.

No, there is no insane creation around me.

This matter.

Must discuss it specifically with Xiao Mengyu later.

As for now—

Rumble!

The fortress’s gate slowly rose.

A paper man dressed in a colorful suit walked out, hovering at the gate.

“Welcome.”

“To become a trialist for the Dream King, you must be a king, and your strength must relate to dreams.”

“—Do you meet the requirements?”

“I am the King of Nightmare,” Shen Ye replied.

“Ah, nightmare,” the paper man gave a slight bow, “the ‘name’ related to dreams is extremely important, you must hold onto your ‘nightmare’ name.”

“And then I pass?” Shen Ye asked.

“Because there are no competitors, once you pass the trial, your ‘nightmare’ will enhance your king skill, elevating it to a Holy Skill level.”

“Well, let’s begin.”

The paper man stepped aside, gesturing for Shen Ye to enter the fortress.

Just as Shen Ye was about to step forward, a streak of light flashed, landing beside him, transforming into a tall, skinny figure wrapped in bandages.

“A competitor appeared,” the paper man said.

Its presence instantly shifted, and its tone transformed from relaxed to filled with lethal intent:

“There can only be one Dream King, and you must compete for supremacy.”

“The trial’s difficulty has increased, content updated.”

“Begin!”

With those words.

The tall skinny figure flashed and ran into the fortress.

Shen Ye, of course, closely followed.

As the two entered the fortress, everything around them instantly disappeared.

The historical scenes of the Dream World continuously flashed around, finally settling on a specific setting.

It was an ancient castle shrouded in eerie mist.

Both landed simultaneously on the castle’s viewing platform.

“Who are you?”

Shen Ye asked.

“The one who will take your life,” the tall skinny figure said.

Its entire body was covered with runes, creating an invisible energy field.