Myriad Realms Gatekeeper

"Can you guarantee that?"

"Yes! If I have any other intentions, please kill me!" Shen Ye said solemnly.

"Well then, I won't directly intervene in this matter, but I will grant you passage authority. You go and take care of your affairs."

"The badge has been infused with my Strength."

"After you go upstairs, there is no need to partake in any trials; head directly to the ninth floor."

"After the matter is accomplished, return to the ground floor."

"Understand?"

"Understood!" Shen Ye replied.

He pinned the passageway badge on his chest, and with a flash of his Physique, he leapt towards the stairs leading upstairs.

The second floor.

Upon arrival, he saw a dense crowd of Professionals.

Each Professional was engaged in combat with their own clone, fighting perilously with almost no room for retreat.

As soon as Shen Ye appeared, the badge immediately emitted a layer of golden light that enveloped him.

The glimmering small characters swiftly emerged:

"The Truth Contract Trial is underway!"

"The second-floor trial is to defeat another version of yourself."

"Victory means going upstairs, defeat means forfeiting your soul!"

"Congratulations, you are under special protection and are exempt from this trial."

Shen Ye immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Under the astonished gazes of a large group of Professionals, he flew into mid-air and quickly landed at the far end of the second floor.

"Keep it up, everyone!"

He waved to everyone and turned to take the stairs.

"Cheating!"

Someone called out loudly.

"Why does he get to go up? It's not fair. The Truth Contract isn't like this!" Another person complained bitterly.

That indifferent voice then descended from the void:

"Mind your own business—for example, try to survive first."

As the voice fell,

All of the clones increased their attack speed.

At that moment,

Everyone was frantically coping, no longer daring to say anything more.

Shen Ye proceeded to the third floor.

The third floor's trial was an elimination battle.

The Professionals who reached this layer must engage in a duel, with the victor allowed to the next level.

Shen Ye passed through the crowd.

Under the watchful eyes of all, he once again directly ascended the stairs.

The fourth floor.

The Truth Contract Trial had only begun recently, and there weren't many Professionals who had reached the fourth floor so quickly.

Seven or eight Professionals were focused intently on a book in front of them.

—The trial of this layer was to learn a lost skill.

Each book was incomplete.

To master the skill, one had to figure out a way to complete the book themselves.

When Shen Ye came up, not many people looked up at him.

He didn't take it personally, directly looking towards the wall.

—Because Charlotte had mentioned that the murals on this layer were somewhat peculiar.

On the mural was a dense jungle, and within the jungle, several forest nymphs turned their heads together to meet Shen Ye's gaze.

"Ah... you have his badge, so where is he?"

The women hastily questioned Shen Ye.

"Who are you talking about?" Shen Ye asked back.

"The owner of this badge, didn't he come back with you?" One of the women asked him.

—This question was surely about the End Master of all Eras.

After all, the secret of the badge was told to him by the End Master himself.

Shen Ye glanced down at his palm.

There were no changes in the two lines of Fate.

—Time was too short, and also he was still on the path of the Divination of Fate, so it wouldn't show a new divination.

If that's the case...

It was fine to just tell the truth.

Because indeed, it was the End Master of all Eras who had entrusted him.

He had said the same to the Ultimate Creation.

"He has tasked me to go to the ninth floor to find someone—I'm off, ladies."

Shen Ye waved at the women in the mural.

The women nodded in unison, shrieking excitedly.

"He's back!"

"He's finally back!"

"Quick, go inform everyone!"

They quickly left the dense forest, their destination unknown.

— Nor did anyone know what they were off to do.

Shen Ye shrugged his shoulders and continued walking forward.

A golden glow enveloped him, exempting him from participating in the trials of this layer.

He quickly ascended to the fifth floor.

The White Night Spirit King was in the plaza of this floor, looking up at the countless stars in the void.

When Shen Ye arrived, it immediately sensed his presence.

It stared at Shen Ye, a look of disbelief surfacing on its face:

"You made it to this floor too?"

"Go to hell!"

The White Night Spirit King roared as it charged towards Shen Ye, only to be blocked by the golden radiance surrounding him!

A cold voice resonated from the void:

"Engaging in combat with a neutral party unrelated to the trial will revoke the qualification to form a Truth Contract."

The White Night Spirit King immediately froze.

"Why? How did you become a neutral party? What did you do?" It couldn't help but roar loudly.

The inability to kill Shen Ye left it infuriated on the spot.

Shen Ye, however, couldn't be bothered with it at all.

"I do love peace, and I won't waste my time with you here."

Having said that, Shen Ye continued walking towards an even higher level.

The White Night Spirit King suddenly calmed down, and started laughing neurotically:

"I am close to solving the puzzle of this level."

"Your head is merely temporarily resting on your neck; wait for me to claim victory, and then I will come and take it!"

After speaking, it paid Shen Ye no more attention, turning its head to study the starry sky in the void.

Shen Ye, without responding, continued toward the stairs.

No need to bother with this guy.

Maybe the Ultimate Creation even wants to kill it!

Shen Ye walked on as he observed his surroundings.

— There was also a mural on the wall beside the staircase.

The painting depicted a grand banquet.

But there was no one there.

Everyone had left, the scene was in disarray, even a shoe was left on the ground.

Murals...

Charlotte was indeed perceptive, these murals seem to truly have issues.

Shen Ye continued up the steps.

— Wait a second!

A thought silently emerged in his mind.

Something was not quite right.

Exactly...

What was off?

That Ultimate Creation was too agreeable.

Furthermore, this mural is an adjunct of this Ultimate Creation.

It's etched right onto the wall.

It's a part of the Ultimate Creation.

We say—

Every Ultimate Creation possesses a world of its own, allowing civilizations to develop continuously, producing one era after another.

For instance, multi-layer universes create planets within layer upon layer of universes, giving birth to life, forming civilizations.

These civilizations would ultimately gather the Ultimate Power.

So—

This ship.

Where is its world?

Murals!

Damn!!!

If those depicted in the murals could recognize the insignia on their own bodies—

Does it mean—

All the masters of the Ten Thousand Years' Eras at The End are actually lives from within this Ultimate Creation!

It has been enslaved by the White Night Spirit King!

And throughout all the battles, it never revealed its own Ultimate Power.

Even though it was sealed for tens of thousands of years, it held back.

Not using its own Ultimate Power—

This was to avoid letting the White Night Spirit King detect its identity!

In other words—

Actually, the White Night Spirit King, having strived for countless millennia, and having obtained this master of all eras at The End, was nearing the truth.

But the White Night Spirit King was unaware!

The secret of the Ultimate Creation was hiding right beside it, enslaved by it, obeying its commands to fight, to face death.

Yet it had no clue!