Myriad Realms Gatekeeper

As long as there's the slightest hint of something amiss, I can see through it!

The blond man had an arrogant look on his face and said:

"My new subordinate—it's a very rare thing, and I'm here to retrieve it."

The Old Blind Man immediately recalled Augustus.

It had been a long time since he last contacted that fool.

He heard that recently he was cultivating a divine skill called Nine Yin and Nine Yang?

Absurd!

Everything in this world is fake!

"For the sake of a subordinate, taking such a risk seems a bit arrogant."

The Old Blind Man commented.

He still kept a close watch on the other, waiting for a response.

Is it true?

Or is it false?

This is the moment that will decide everything!

The blond man spoke:

"It doesn't matter, I intend to study that Wisdom Stick's consciousness to gain a bit of Truth World's secrets."

The Old Blind Man's heart fluttered, but he immediately suppressed his excitement.

Indeed!

Back then, it gained the awareness allegiance of the Truth Creation, and he was envious for a time.

This is real!

The Old Blind Man deliberately yawned and lazily said:

"You're a bit arrogant, that strike is hard to deal with, even with your kind of strength, it's a bit dangerous."

The blond man arrogantly smiled and said:

"Do you remember how many human leaders I've defeated?"

"I don't remember." The Old Blind Man answered casually while staring at him.

"Actually, I don't remember either, how many exactly? Around hundreds, I suppose, after all, humans are such fragile beings." The blond man said.

"So, you can kill the owner of that strike anytime." The Old Blind Man said.

"Of course, I can kill him anytime without any effort." The blond man laughed.

The Old Blind Man could barely suppress his emotions.

It's real!

That guy's tone, demeanor, even his words and everything—

It's exactly how he originally was!

Only someone at his level, having been in contact with him for so long, knows what kind of personality he had, and how he liked to communicate.

How could an imposter imitate to such a degree?

Impossible!

"Save me."

The Old Blind Man said in a deep voice.

The blond man looked at him.

At the same time.

Outside.

Shen Ye said, "My strength is not much weaker than yours—of course, slightly inferior, but now I've fallen into the Destruction's trap and have to serve it."

"What do you mean?" The blond man asked unexpectedly.

"Save me." Shen Ye said.

The blond man suddenly burst into laughter, his eyes filled with cruelty and amusement:

"I never save others' prey, because captured prey is already labeled as 'worthless', not worth my trouble."

"Unless you can prove your value."

The next moment.

In the Dharma Aspect.

Inside an abandoned ancient temple.

The blond man suddenly burst into laughter, his eyes filled with cruelty and amusement:

"I never save others' prey, because captured prey is already labeled as 'worthless', not worth my trouble."

"Unless you can prove your value."

The Old Blind Man felt as if punched, staggered backward, wrinkles smoothing out:

"It really is you..."

"But how can you break that strike?"

The blond man didn't respond.

At that moment.

Shen Ye, under the guise of "Blood Brother" using Nangong Sirui's "Movie Emperor" power, had already completed a portion of the mimicry and learning.

He instantly assumed the role, controlling the illusionary "blond man," to continue the act.

"What right do you have to question me?"

The blond man said indifferently, turning around, preparing to leave.

Indeed!

It matches perfectly with what he said!

If the Multi-Brain River hadn't proven its value, it would just be someone else's prey, waste in the eyes of the blond man!

The blond man disdained further conversation!

"Wait—"

The Old Blind Man called out, speaking quickly:

"That person has something strange about him, perhaps multiple avatars, killing one won't break out of here."

Shen Ye paused.

—Should I respond?

If I were the blond man, how would I respond?

No.

Based on current known circumstances, the blond man wouldn't respond.

Because now the initiative is in his hands.

If the blond man genuinely descended freely here, and could leave at any time—

He would surely see that the Old Blind Man is trapped here!

The Old Blind Man must prove his value!

The blond man coldly glanced at the Old Blind Man but said nothing.

The implication is clear!

—You have one last chance to speak!

"Listen, although your move is King level, invincible in the world, to break his strike, you still need to pay attention to several issues."

The Old Blind Man said.

At the same time—

In the arena of the Cage Battle.

"I suppose we don't need to waste words."

The mist at the blond man's feet surged, transforming into armor draping over him:

"Once I tear your flesh apart, your soul will beg to tell me where my subordinate is."

The armor emitted a blurry mist, making it difficult to see the blond man's actions.

Shen Ye's expression turned grave.

That mist was problematic.

In reality, it wasn't "indiscernible" but "unpredictable and undetectable."

Quite strong armor!

He drew his long sword, assuming a guard stance in place.

"In fact, I have one last thing to say, it must be told before the battle."

He said.

The last thing to say?

No matter.

"Whatever you say, it will be your final words."

The blond man said.

"Alright, then I'll say it." Shen Ye added.

The blond man remained silent.

Shen Ye took a deep breath, face solemn, and spoke up: