Myriad Realms Gatekeeper

Nightmare World.

Eternal Night City.

Imperial Palace.

Underworld Lord Miketika Xiwa, Earth Mother, Norton, and the Elf High Priest stood at each corner.

Infinite strength fluctuations were dissipating.

The ground opened.

A skeleton rose into the air.

"How is it? Was it successful?" the Elf High Priest asked.

"I've used all of Earth Mother's power, if it's not successful now, there's nothing more I can do," Earth Mother sighed.

"It should be successful. The power of our Four Tribes has come together, capable of accomplishing that legendary deed—it's a matter of historical record," Norton stated.

"My child, are you awake?" Underworld Lord Miketika Xiwa asked.

The skeleton in midair spoke, "Mother, I am awake."

"Then why aren't you coming down!" Miketika Xiwa barked.

The Big Skeleton hastily landed on the ground and paid his respects to the four individuals.

"Could assembling all strengths of the Four Tribes truly push a skill beyond the limit?"

Norton asked curiously.

"Yes, we succeeded," the Big Skeleton said.

"Which skills did you choose?" Underworld Lord Miketika Xiwa urgently asked.

"Undead Resurrection," the Big Skeleton said.

"What is the effect of surpassing the limit?" the Elf High Priest asked.

"My lords, watch closely—"

The Big Skeleton spoke with the tone of presenting a treasure.

Under the watchful eyes of all,

he muttered a spell, reached into the void with a grab, and soon pulled out a black tombstone.

Thump!

The heavy tombstone landed, cracking the ground with several fissures.

"Who has a bomb?"

The Big Skeleton asked, rubbing his hands.

"I do," Norton said, producing a black iron box.

"Lend it to me for a moment."

The Big Skeleton took the bomb, bit on it, and with a shudder of his physique, he took flight, leaping out of the window and landing in the garden outside.

He summoned a flame with a phalanx bone, igniting the bomb's fuse.

Boom—

A loud explosion resounded.

The Big Skeleton was blown to pieces, his skeletal remains flying everywhere.

Before anyone could recover, the tombstone on the floor shivered and trembled slightly.

A skeleton crawled out from under the tombstone.

"Do you see?" the skeleton said with a deep tone, "Undead Resurrection which surpasses limitations allows one to revive oneself."

Everyone was silent.

"It's somewhat useful," Underworld Lord Miketika Xiwa commented indifferently.

"It seems to be a success," Norton said, patting the Big Skeleton's shoulder, "Now, with all our power vested in you, go and assist him."

Underworld Lord Miketika Xiwa also spoke,

"Consider it a return gift for all the time he has assisted the Nightmare World. We hope he can overcome his enemy."

"I'm on it—this time I can finally be of help!" the Big Skeleton said excitedly.

Everyone looked at him, smiling.

...

Elsewhere.

Ten Thousand Years before.

Penglai Mountain.

Inside the cave abode of Law Enforcement Cultivator Zhou Shan-hui.

Elder Wang had already left.

Elder Yao and a group of subordinates, as per "Zhou Shan-hui's" request, went to bury that box.

Zhou Shan-hui reached for the storage bag on the table.

What a fortune.

But could one just take these treasures?

—Now as the "Master of Penglai," it was completely justified!

Thinking so, Shen Ye swept his hand and put all the treasures from the storage bag into his Space Ring.

All matters were taken care of.

Inside that iron box was the Formation-Breaking Holy Staff, buried inside the great hall, waiting for the day to come—

The Nine Palaces Bagua Furnace was placed in the Council Hall, and he had stolen the jade slip from the secret compartment.

Saintly Honor had sensed something and rushed to destroy the Council Hall.

—At that time, the iron box would naturally come to light again.

The discovery of the Formation-Breaking Holy Staff would immediately be reported to Saintly Honor.

Compared to everyone in the Indefinite Layer, of course, the Staff was more important.

He had originally attacked the Indefinite Layer to find the Staff; acquiring it now, the final battle would surely cease.

As for the future—

For the future, one would think of solutions then.

"It's time to go back..."

Shen Ye walked out of the cave abode, standing midway up the mountain, surveying the peaks in the distance.

As long as he left Penglai Mountain, he could return to the future era.

The previous two times were the same.

Should he return now?

A thought suddenly popped into Shen Ye's mind.

—The Cultivation Technique of bloodline purification.

The Fourth Epoch Creator Charlocturic had said, that Cultivation Technique was in the Scripture Pavilion.

Why hadn't he found it?

Should he search for it in this era?

What's done is done.

Shen Ye leaped into the air, flying to the front of the Scripture Pavilion, and greeted the guarding cultivator with a fist and palm salute,

"My junior brother, there's something I'd like to consult with you about."

"It's Senior Brother Zhou. What is it you need?" the cultivator returned the salute with a fist and palm.

"Does the Sect have Cultivation Techniques related to bloodlines?" Shen Ye inquired.

"Bloodline-related Cultivation Techniques are extremely rare; we only have one jade slip, which is unique. Does Senior Brother Zhou wish to borrow it?" the cultivator asked.

Shen Ye's heart skipped a beat.

He'd found it.

Finally found it!

"Can that jade slip be borrowed right now?"

Shen Ye asked.

"It's six Sect merits; but Senior Brother, you have plenty of merits, of course, you can," the Law Enforcement Cultivator said, going inside to retrieve the jade slip, and made a record of it.

The jade slip.

Was in Shen Ye's hands.

Shen Ye quietly exhaled.

He couldn't find this Cultivation Technique jade slip in later times because he himself had borrowed it tens of thousands of years ago.

"Thank you, junior brother," Shen Ye bowed.

"No thanks needed, Senior Brother, go safely," the Law Enforcement Cultivator said with a smile.

Shen Ye turned and left.

He flew up in the sky, passing through the mountain peaks, arriving at the front gates of Penglai Mountain.

The two cultivators guarding the gate just watched from afar, not approaching to engage in conversation.

—Some missions were completed nearby the Sect itself, with cultivators going directly to fulfill them.