Published: February 8, 2025
If possible, Ye Zhongming naturally wanted the immense wealth left to him by the Gate of Wishes.
Whether it was the Treasure-Holding Gourd upgraded to the blue level, or the sudden upgrades that directly reached the highest level of the exclusion technique, if Ye Zhongming were to achieve this on his own, he wouldn't know how much energy and resources he would have to expend, or how long it would take; it could take several years, perhaps.
Now, having upgraded so many times at once, Ye Zhongming was undoubtedly excited.
However... the situation was different now.
He had been schemed against by that Japanese person using the dark abyss envoy profession. In despair, he opened the Key of the Secret Realm to come here, but he didn’t understand why he entered in such a strange manner and got only a fleeting glance at the entire Blue Secret Realm.
The more he saw, the more questions he had. Ye Zhongming’s thoughts and speculations grew; he knew he was grasping a thread, a thread related to the fundamental cause of the apocalypse. As long as he followed this thread to investigate, there would surely be significant rewards, perhaps even unraveling the mystery of the apocalypse.
But right now, what he wanted to do most was to leave this place first, to escape this state of helplessness where he could do nothing.
He would rather forgo the upgrades of the exclusion technique and the Treasure-Holding Gourd in exchange for his own successful escape.
A level nine evolved life form was almost god-like in Ye Zhongming's heart; they were too powerful. They possessed various strange and formidable abilities. Who knew if that old guy would, in the next moment, use some secret technique to erase him, or turn him into a walking corpse to obey his commands?
So at this moment, Ye Zhongming felt an acute sense of urgency.
However, at that moment, the level nine native elder of the secret realm trembled and took a step back, the power that had bound Ye Zhongming suddenly disappeared without a trace.
Ye Zhongming immediately felt a tremendous pulling force drawing him swiftly towards the Gate of Wishes.
The elder’s white metallic staff pointed out, and white star sand enveloped the entire Gate of Wishes. Ye Zhongming's consciousness collided with it, being bounced back. This sensation was incredibly real.
Ye Zhongming's heart sank to the deepest depths; this level nine elder actually had a way to control what he referred to as the rules of space!
How powerful did one need to be to achieve such a thing!?
Just as Ye Zhongming grew increasingly desperate, the Gate of Wishes once again unleashed its power. It seemed highly dissatisfied with anyone daring to obscure it with something; the red light rippling off the entire gate violently shot outwards. The white star sand tried to block it, but after only two seconds of resistance, it couldn't hold on and was shattered into fragments.
The level nine elder retreated several steps, even a trace of blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, staining his beautifully shaped white beard.
Seizing this opportunity, Ye Zhongming dove into the Gate of Wishes, completely vanishing in an instant.
The sound of air being disturbed could be heard as Yangos’s massive head floated at the entrance. Those yellow-brown eyes glanced at the elder, revealing an unmistakable horror.
It saw the blood at the corner of the elder's mouth that had yet to be wiped away!
In Yangos's mind, this elder was so powerful that he could turn it to ashes in just a second, one of the strongest beings it had encountered across several different worlds.
A person who could elevate their own level from six to eight single-handedly.
Such a person was actually injured?!
A crescent-shaped halberd tapped lightly on its dazed head, snapping Yangos back to reality. It tilted its body in mid-air, delivering its mistress on its back to the entrance.
The elegantly dressed woman in a white robe stepped onto the gleaming floor of the hall, moving toward the elder who was lost in thought.