Myriad Realms Gatekeeper

"Power."

Saintly Honor uttered two words, combined with his inscrutable expression, it truly made him a bit difficult to figure out.

"Power?" Shen Ye repeated.

—Speaking the words himself, however, didn't carry the same flavor.

"Fresh blood like you, perhaps don't know that within the multiverse, the numerous universe-class life forms have long reached a consensus."

Saintly Honor patiently continued,

"Any universal life must not oppose us, otherwise, it will certainly be eliminated."

"Why?" Shen Ye asked, puzzled.

"Because what we are doing pertains to the ultimate secrets of the entire multilayer universe, which may very well change everything—"

"So various races throughout the universes all participated in that contract and swore not to obstruct our work."

The destruction of the Immortal Country in the Upper Universe—

Was it a consensus of all universal life?

Had those creatures capable of surviving in the universe already made such a contract?

Shen Ye shivered.

As the other party's narration went on, he vaguely felt that he was nearing a terrifying Abyss harboring astonishing secrets.

There was utterly no way back.

He could only jump in.

"Is the job strenuous?" Shen Ye asked with a smile.

"Not too strenuous, and most of the time you are free, child, have you forgotten the words 'power' that I mentioned?" Saintly Honor asked.

"I don't quite understand 'power'." Shen Ye said.

Saintly Honor smiled faintly.

—This was still someone as blank as a sheet of paper.

Even if he had a promising future, incredible talent, a profound background, and unmatched wealth—

But he was too young.

At this moment, he was merely prey that understood nothing.

And he was about to subdue this prey, making him willingly become his own minion.

"Child, a simple example can tell you what is power."

Saintly Honor said in a calm tone,

"In the universe, we often fight for various rare treasures, or for no reason at all, just because we don't like someone and want to get rid of them, right?"

"Yes." Shen Ye nodded in agreement.

"When you have power, all you need to do is tell your enemy—"

Saintly Honor paused, then said in an authoritative and solemn tone, "Go die."

As he spoke, his hands rapidly formed a Spell Seal.

The Technique manifested!

In the void, a dark purple Technique emblem silently emerged.

—Dark purple light condensed into a circle, within which, an inverted three-headed Demon Snake spat its tongue downward.

This emblem left a deep impression on Shen Ye.

"And then?" he asked.

"The emblem will Summon cosmic powerhouses of various races to directly eliminate the enemy before you," Saintly Honor said.

"Why would that happen?" Shen Ye asked in surprise.

"Nobody can interfere with our work, otherwise the outcome is death—this kind of dominion over another's life and death is called power," Saintly Honor explained.

"Can I possess such power?" Shen Ye said, uncertainly.

"You're too young. To become a Lord of Secrets like me, there's still a long journey ahead."

"However, as long as you work for me—"

Saintly Honor leaned forward, lowered his voice, and whispered in Shen Ye's ear,

"Whoever you want to kill, just tell me, and it will be very simple."

Shen Ye sat there looking somewhat bewildered.

Saintly Honor patted his shoulder, understandingly said, "I'll give you time to think about it."

After speaking, he stood up ready to leave.

"Wait!"

Shen Ye called out.

Saintly Honor stopped and looked at him.

"What exactly are you doing?" Shen Ye asked.

Saintly Honor walked back, sat down opposite him, and fixed his eyes on him,

"In the past, countless universal lives teamed up and, over thousands of years, destroyed the Immortal Country of the Upper Universe."

"Only with the destruction of the Immortal Country, could it's most powerful Three Arts relinquish humanity and be mastered by life forms other than humans."

"You have mastered the Three Arts?" Shen Ye asked.

"No," Saintly Honor said grimly, "Immortal Country wasn't completely destroyed, so the Three Arts still belong to humans."

"If even the Immortal Country can be defeated, the Three Arts can't be that strong, right?" Shen Ye deliberately said.

Saintly Honor shook his head, "We spent thousands of years making the Heaven Connecting Technique of the Three Arts of the Immortal Kingdom lose its inheritance, and only then did we barely succeed."

"We have two issues to face: One is to find the remaining 'land' of the Immortal Country; the other is to find the human inheritor of the Heaven Connecting Technique."

Shen Ye nodded.

Very well, you have completed your mission, only you don't know it.

"What's the point of all this?"

He asked.

—This was the crux of everything.

What exactly were the Cosmic Monsters doing this for? Just to acquire the Three Arts?

If it was just for three powerful Techniques, having the entire universe conspire seemed a bit... excessive.

There must be some deeper reasoning.

Saintly Honor smiled.

"This is the true secret, known only to a handful of Lords of Secrets."

"Of course, if you join us, I will tell you."

"Think about it carefully, I await your response."

He patted Shen Ye's shoulder and walked away.

Leaving Shen Ye sitting there, slowly digesting what he had heard.

Lord of Secrets?

A contract in the multiverse actually grants Saintly Honor such immense power to declare who lives or dies.

Combining his previous words—

Saintly Honor's collection of the Heaven Connecting Technique across the Ninety-Nine Layer Universe wasn't just for his individual empowerment.

This organization must have some deeper purpose.

In the end—

What can the Heaven Connecting Technique actually do?

For the sake of the Technique, they had eradicated the Immortal Country of the Upper Universe and laid numerous traps across the Ninety-Nine Layer Universe.

So many years have passed, and the traps were never removed.