Myriad Realms Gatekeeper

Saintly Honor showed no fear whatsoever. His physique split into countless forms, dodging every slash of the blade, and ultimately evading all the blade lights. He strode forward one step to meet the Spring Rain Blade in Shen Ye's hand.

—The moment to determine the winner had arrived!

The Spring Rain Blade generated a mixture of wind and thunder, intertwining in the void, transforming into layers of roaring Thunder Light blade shadows.

A line of small text popped up, hovering in front of Shen Ye:

"Truly an exhilarating fight, the payment for this occasion has been completed!"

It was done!

Shen Ye's gaze shifted, he did not retreat but advanced instead, holding the blade with both hands, slashing directly at Saintly Honor's head.

Saintly Honor watched the incoming blade edge, emotionlessly dodging by shifting his position, but he secretly praised it in his heart.

To play with human blades with the identity of a king species and achieve this level was unprecedented.

—He even used a term to erase his own emotions.

The blade and name, perfectly coordinated.

Indeed, he was a promising material. No wonder he could join the Heart of the Swarm.

However,

at this moment, he had to teach him a severe lesson, lest he really believed he was qualified to challenge him.

Saintly Honor, devoid of any emotions, made a very clear decision.

Then he noticed something amiss.

Nangong Wantu.

—Unknown when, he had a dagger clenched in his mouth.

Was he planning a counterattack with the dagger?

Useless!

Saintly Honor vibrated his strength throughout his body, manifesting as tangible Aurora, directly dispersing the blade lights!

—Their strength disparity was simply too great!

The next instant,

Saintly Honor was about to kick out—

In a flash, Nangong Wantu was already flying backward, crashing against the wall and spitting out blood, his breath ceasing.

Saintly Honor halted his movement.

...Dead?

Impossible, his foot hadn't even touched the young man.

Dagger: Shadow Shining Stab!

Just a lick, and one could choose the mode and effect of playing dead!

Corpse—Shen Ye, seizing this moment, suddenly leapt up from the ground and exclaimed:

"Saintly Honor is indeed powerful, I admit my inferiority, but was that kick just now a bit too much?"

From below came a wave of noisy and suppressed exclamations.

Even Saintly Honor hadn't hit him.

This playing dead was too outrageous.

Shen Ye continued:

"Is it really okay to be serious against a kid like me? I hope Saintly Honor will be more careful and nurture the newcomers next time."

"Now I'm going back to heal!"

"Wait a moment!" Saintly Honor called out.

"My whole body hurts! Saintly Honor, I've put all my efforts for our Sect, surely you wouldn't want to see me die here."

"Whimper whimper whimper."

As he spoke, he slid down the staircase.

Within moments, he had descended several floors and quickly returned to his room, closing the door with a "bang," and activated multiple layers of defensive Bans.

Only Saintly Honor remained standing on the Astronomy Platform.

The cold wind whistled past.

"...Damn," said Saintly Honor.

Playing dead must be the power of that dagger.

Whimper is a term.

That blade somewhat resembled the one he gave him, Intestinal Cutter, yet it was higher level.

Was he upgraded by a great master of the Heart of the Swarm?

As for yelling to fight him—

Could it be the "initiation task" of the Heart of the Swarm, required to show some courage?

Or...

Was it some other compulsory demand forcing him to challenge him?

So interesting.

This youngster had numerous tricks, and his background was even more remarkable than he had thought.

Should he pour more fuel into the fire and bring him under his command?

Saintly Honor pondered seriously.

Elsewhere.

In a room on a gigantic Flying Boat.

Several fire talismans flew in, hastily relayed everything that had occurred outside.

The Cultivators looked at each other.

"He actually challenged Saintly Honor? Has he gone mad?"

"Such impulsiveness is not worth saving."

"We should continue to stay hidden. That's the correct choice."

"Of course, the final decision is still yours."

They quickly spoke.

Dantai Mingyue furrowed her brows slightly, her gaze shifting. Eventually, she placed her hand on the door.

"You don't understand; I have to save him."

She stepped forward and softly spoke to the door:

"Do you want to live?"

"Do you want to walk once more in the world of the living?"

"Sign a contract with me, and this door leading to all places of the Netherworld will give you an opportunity to climb up from some deep place in Hell."

"—You will obtain a real body."

"Think it over; I'll only wait ten seconds, no longer."

The heavy and foreboding great door slowly opened.

Dantai Mingyue stepped back a few steps, making space, and said:

"Working for me means no regrets, have you thought it through?"

Across the great door.

A Specter floated midair, expressing emotionlessly: "What do you need me to do?"

"Deal with Saintly Honor," Dantai Mingyue said.

"I would love nothing more, you should know that," the Specter replied.

"Then come, step through the door," Dantai Mingyue said cheerfully.

The Specter passed through the great door.

A contract was formed instantly, transforming into fine, dense black Runes, sinking into the door.

At the same time.

A burst of black light erupted from the door, swirling around the Specter, gradually becoming part of it.

The Specter immediately obtained a human body.

It stood alive in front of Dantai Mingyue as a person.

—Divine Honored Heart Devil!

Leveraging Dantai Mingyue's gate power, it was resurrected!

"Do you want to learn the Supreme Forgetting Love Feathering Ascension Scripture? I can teach you," it said indifferently.

"I won't learn—it; you aren't well-versed in this scripture, I don't wish to take the risk," Dantai Mingyue said.

"What do you need me to do now?"

"You are his Heart Demon; you must understand him well. Now I need you to lure him away."

"Okay."

The Divine Honored Heart Devil stepped into the void and disappeared.