Chapter 189: Chapter 179 Sculpture and Ability!

He slowly sat down, his back against the bed, carefully recalling everything that had just happened.The statue...

That planet wanted to take the statue back.

What sculpture?

Why did it assume I would take the sculpture back?

Or rather—

Who did it think I was?

Shen Ye got up, sat down at his desk, took out a piece of paper, and wrote a line:

"World Link Type abilities."

He drew an arrow to the right of this line and then wrote another line in front of the arrow:

"Strange planet."

Yes.

As a True Disciple of Chaotic Heaven Gate, normally upon obtaining the title 'True Person', one should complete an upgrade—

Stimulated by the Dharma Realm, one's Talent would transcend the critical point and ascend to a higher-dimensional ability.

But I linked to that strange planet instead!

Why!

Shen Ye remained silent for several breaths, then drew an arrow to the left of the words "World Link Type abilities."

After a brief pause,

He wrote a line in front of the arrow:

"King of the Fallen Wicked Ghouls' Cursed Sculpture."

So three terms appeared on the paper:

"King of the Fallen Wicked Ghouls' Cursed Sculpture," "World Link Type abilities," "Strange planet."

From left to right, that was the correct order.

The Cursed Statue gave birth to my "gate" power;

Because of the "gate" power—

I linked to the strange planet during my upgrade.

The logic was extremely simple and clear.

So—

The sculpture mentioned by that voice must refer to the King of the Fallen Wicked Ghouls' Cursed Sculpture!

But the sculpture had already been destroyed!

Did the Human Face on the planet not know?

Shen Ye's gaze drifted into the void.

Those tiny glimmers of light still floated before his eyes:

"...about to... become a True Person."

"...will acquire a red (Mythical Level) entry."

"...make your 'gate' power undergo a breakthrough Advance."

The extent of the upgrade was significant.

But unfortunately—

It required three minutes.

In the face of that majestic and vast planet's Human Face, if I didn't retreat, I would die on the spot.

—I couldn't last three minutes.

It seemed that because I could retreat at any time, "The Boy Who Survived Great Adversities" wasn't triggered.

Because I could control the situation and leave danger at any moment!

The problem now was—

Once All Attributes hit 20 points, I would inevitably face that strange planet again.

—I can't go there again!

But if I don't go, how can I continue to break through and upgrade my Strength?

Must I always keep All Attributes below 20 points?

...Has the path to upgrading my Strength been sealed off?

Suddenly.

The faint glow in the darkness gathered and formed words:

"Attention!"

"This is the second time you've let a red (Mythical Level) entry slip by."

"Current activated special event:"

"If you let the red entry slip by again next time, you will gain the special honor entry 'The Man Who Brushed Shoulders with Mythology Three Times in a Row'."

"This honor entry will trigger a powerful resonance, maximizing the activation of your 'gate' power, thereby creating the possibility of a reversal."

"You have only one chance to obtain this hidden opportunity."

"Please proceed with caution."

Shen Ye: "..."

Can it really be like this?

The first time I missed the red entry was in Zhongzhou City.

Hey!

That's not right!

"Tool Man" was a once-off destiny type entry which disappeared as soon as it appeared, impossible to retain!

That counts?

However, Shen Ye thought again—

When I first acquired two "Insider" entries, a similar special event had occurred.

After much hardship, I eventually collected three "Insiders" and completed the special event, obtaining "Temporal Fluid."

—So does the "gate" power favor collecting sets of three?

Judging by the results, the rewards are quite nice.

So why not...

Try one more time?

Shen Ye couldn't help but mutter to himself:

"Activate 'gate' power... a reversal?"

At the thought of the Master of Demon Prison, he couldn't help clenching his fists.

Unwilling!

Truly unwilling.

—Then bring it on!

He wiped his face with his hands, took several deep breaths, and braced his spirit.

From what had just happened—

As long as I could last until the alert of a glimmer appeared, that meant the whole affair had entered the stage of acquiring an entry.

Let's try again!

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There was something I needed to confirm.

Shen Ye walked to the bed, sat down, and slightly closed his eyes.

In a moment.

A cold, dark breeze emanated from him, silent and unnoticed.

—Whispers of the Dark were activated.

Shen Ye brewed for a moment and then softly asked:

"Shen Ye, are you there?"

All around was silence.

In the room, only his voice could be heard.

After he spoke those words, the long wait began.

One breath.

Two breaths.

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Three breaths.

In all seriousness, the former Shen Ye had died. If he called to him with "Whispers of the Dark"—

His soul should appear and answer his questions.

Time slowly passed.

No response.

However, Shen Ye gradually showed a look of recollection.

Initially—

When he first awakened his gate power, that voice said—

"This is the 'King of the Fallen Wicked Ghouls' Cursed Sculpture'."

"...It can open an otherworld, take away the lives and souls of others, and use them to enhance its own strength."

So the original Shen Ye no longer existed.

His life and soul had been devoured by that sculpture, leaving nothing behind.

How many people had suffered such a fate?

That voice said—

"Such events have occurred millions of times without fail."

Millions of times.

Could that be an exaggeration?

If the sculpture truly killed that many people, it would have caused an uproar by now!

Wait—

Shen Ye suddenly thought of someone.

Song Qingyun.

The last moment, when Yun Ni devoured her, was so fast that he had no chance to react.

At that time, he only thought it was the price Song Qingyun paid for participating in the bet.

Now, upon reflection—

He always felt Yun Ni was a bit too eager.

Shen Ye took out his phone and dialed a number.

"Dial...dial..."

"Brother Shen Ye!" Song Yinchen's voice came from the receiver.

"I have something I want to ask you," Shen Ye said.

"Go ahead."

"Your sister... did she kill many people during her lifetime?"

"Yes, our Song Family had the support of the Thirty-six Families. Each of the Thirty-six Families had their own cities, counties, towns, and villages under their control. Over the years, my sister controlled the Thirty-six Families and killed countless people."

"Kunlun is still checking the data with me."

Shen Ye involuntarily asked, "What exactly was she doing this for?"

"Summoning evil gods, ah— that's our preliminary judgment, but we are still further investigating her motive," Song Yinchen said.

Shen Ye suddenly realized something and pressed on,

"What did she use to summon the evil gods?"

"I've seen that thing—it's a metal sculpture depicting a one-horned ghost," said Song Yinchen.

Shen Ye's heart suddenly clenched, his breath halted, and a buzzing noise filled his ears.

"You've seen it?" he asked immediately.

"Yes, when my sister killed her nurse, she once brought it out," replied Song Yinchen.

Her voice carried a hint of reminiscence:

"I was hiding in the woods at the time, witnessing the entire process."

"She even proudly said that it was a treasure bestowed from beyond the heavens, and the more she killed, the stronger she would become."

"She even said that?" Shen Ye expressed surprise.

"Anyway, at that time, she controlled everyone's memories in the Song Family. Who could challenge her?" Song Yinchen sighed.

"What happened to the sculpture after that?" Shen Ye asked.

Song Yinchen's voice was somewhat dejected:

"After my sister died, I looked for it but discovered that the sculpture had disappeared."

"It might be in the hands of the last Demon God."

"I see, thank you," Shen Ye said.

"No problem, call me anytime—I might make a trip to Xi Rang later, see you then."

"Okay."

The call ended.

The truth—

Was elusive and confusing.

Did Song Qingyun also possess a statue?

Or could it be in the hands of those other eight evil gods she associated with?

Over countless years, those extraterrestrial evil gods had lurked, using this sculpture to kill countless humans.

Until the Master of Demon Prison arrived in this world—

As the ninth evil god, she was greatly surprised upon seeing her "gate" power.

—She didn't even know that the sculpture would eventually form a World Link Type ability!

Anyway—

The sculpture was transferred to the hands of the Master of Demon Prison. With The Skinner as the executor, it continued to kill countless people in this world. When the time came to consolidate strength—

It was met with failure upon his own person.

All strength returned to him.

Gate power was born.

The gate—

Perhaps this ability was exactly what the Master of Demon Prison needed.

It desperately craved this power!

Closing his eyes, Shen Ye continued to reflect, attempting to find useful information in his memory.

During his time in Zhongzhou City—

The Master of Demon Prison was afraid he would die too quickly, causing the "gate" power to disappear. It appeared specifically to give him a map.

It couldn't bear to let him die at the hands of Song Qingyun!

It also said something:

"You are now like a beginner who just created their character, ready to make a big move."

"Unfortunately, you don't realize that others have been operating in this game for hundreds of years and are reaching the endgame."

Yes.

That was the answer.

Viewed from another angle, the term "Tool Person" from the mythology hinted at the course of events as well.

"This term is... the embodiment of the history of the struggle and tears of the Human Race over thousands of years..."

Shen Ye shook his head in self-deprecation.

If everything had not yet happened when he had crossed over, he could have quietly increased his strength. The enemy would have appeared weak at first, only presenting stronger foes as he grew stronger—

How wonderful that would have been.

Unfortunately, such well-arranged plots only exist in novels.

The reality was—

The other side had completed their layout over countless years and done many deeds unbeknownst to others.

By Song Qingyun's era, countless memories had been tampered with or covertly cooperated with her. Hence the deaths of tens of thousands could be attributed to "catastrophes" and natural disasters.

They had done it perfectly.

Perhaps…

There was more than one sculpture.

What was the truth?

What exactly did these evil gods want to do?

No…

There was too little information, and the truth couldn't yet be discerned.

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