(Transtor- There are different worlds in this novel and even though the first few worlds are Anime worlds the ter ones are stronger ese novel worlds or movies so I am keeping the nal Name for the main character)

  When Qin Yi heard the beautiful maid address him as "Your Majesty," a wave of joy surged through his heart- creating a warm feeling of happiness.

  "Saving others at the cost of myself was worth it this time! In this life, I will be a king, build a huge harem, and rule with absolute power, indulging myself as the most eous and tyrannical ruler!"

  But as he quickly merged with the fading soul in his mind and uood his current situation, ahought fshed through his heart:

  "I want to go back to Earth!"

  This was a magical world where tless stars filled the universe. Primordial Gods and Saints traversed the starry sky and reigned supreme. But even these beings, who sounded magnifit in his past life, had to bow their heads and hide to survive in this starry realm.

  For here, the most powerful beings were the ''kings''!

  Kings could freely roam the tless worlds of other dimensions, choose their subjects, aablish the most powerful kingdoms and dynasties. Imagine - in infinite dimensions, there were experts of every kind. Of course, the Kings who ahese experts possessed inparable power. This kind of power was something even Gods and Saints feared and worshipped.

  And Qin Yi was one of those Kings.

  However, he soon discovered that he was on the lowest rung of this hierarchy. Fet stepping on Saints, he couldn't even maintain his own kingdom.

  "A territory of 10,000 square kilometers, with 600,000 civilians. My resources, civilization, ah are dwindling, colpsing bit by bit."

  "A month ago, this brat used the King's authority to activate the Realm Transfer Gate. On the first day he arrived in another world, he was severely injured, and today he died, leavih this mess."

  "What's even more terrifying is that this King's World is on the verge of colpsing. There's only one month left!"

  "When it colpses, everything in the realm will turn to dust in the vast universe.

  As he rapidly merged with the soul in his mind, Qin Yi's mood became increasingly heavy.

  He desperately searched through the memories of the previous soul, but couldn't find a single piece of good news.

  "Your Majesty, you've just woken up. Let me feed you some pe," A soft, delicate voice said.

  As Qin Yi raised his head, the sight of the beautiful maid instantly lifted his spirits.

  With her fwless plexion, almond-shaped face, and willow leaf eyebrows, she seemed to have stepped out of a painting.

  Qin Yi wao react, but his body was so weak that he could barely move.

  "What the hell did that guy gh before he died? I 't everieve full memories from the fusion. No, it's not that there are no memories, it's just..."

  "Too short!"

  In the haze, all he could remember was a blurry figure rushing towards him at an incredible speed before everythi bbsp;

  "Was he instantly killed?!"

  His head throbbed. It seemed that this ability to transfer across the Myriad Realms wasn't as easy as it seemed - it was fraught with immense dangers.

  The beautiful maid was obviously pleased to see Qin Yi awake. She carefully blew on the pe to cool it down before feeding it to him.

  After eating the pe, Qin Yi was quickly overe by fatigue, and his sciousness faded again.

  By the time Qin Yi woke up, three days had passed. This time, he felt much better - his weakness and numbness had disappeared, and he was even able to get out of bed.

  "What exactly happeo me?"

  Qin Yi propped himself up and sat there in a daze.

  He vividly remembered how drastically different his dition had been three days ago.

  "Your Majesty, you're awake! The Imperial Doctor said that you could get out of bed this time. Our kingdom may finally be saved!"

  The maid, visibly excited, hurried over to attend to him.

  Rubbing his forehead, Qin Yi shook his head.

  "Is that so?"

  "Yes! The ministers have all said that as long as Your Majesty recovers and tinues your expeditions to other worlds, the kingdom's territory will stop shrinking and we will no longer have to live in fear." The maid spoke softly.

  Qin Yi sighed but didn't reabsp;

  Of course, he uood what she meant. A King had his own world, and by quering other realms, he could expand his civilization, resources, aory. But if they stopped, everything would shrink aually disappear.

  After drinking another bowl of millet pe and medie from the beautiful maid, Qin Yi felt much more refreshed. He was about to strike up a versation to learn more about this world.

  But just then...

  "Dong... Dong... Dong... Dong... Dong!"

  The solemn, heavy chime of the ''Rikudō (Six Paths) Bell'' suddenly resounded, shaking their hearts to the core. The maid's expression instantly ged, and the bowl in her hand slipped to the ground with a sharp crad shattered into pieces.

  "Six chimes of the Realm Bell… another batch of warriors has returned in failure," She murmured, her face filled with sorrow.

  Qin Yi's expression also darkened.

  He quickly uood the meaning behind the bell. Every time the warriors set out to quer the Otherworld, the Realm Bell would ring three times with a clear, uplifting tone, fillis with hope.

  But if they failed to return, it would ring six heavy, mournful chimes. If they returned victorious, the bell would ring nine joyful chimes.

  Now, the six mournful chimes left no doubt- atempt had failed.

  When Qin Yi's predecessor was alive, he had led the very first expedition to the Otherworld. He was also one of the first to return in failure, and what's worse, he had died in the process.

  Qin Yi froze for a moment, then slowly stood up. The maid's face turned pale and she quickly moved to stop him.

  "Your Majesty, your body—!"

  "Take me to see them," Qin Yi interrupted.

  "But, Your Majesty, your health—!"

  The maid's face was filled with worry, but Qin Yi said no more. He stepped off the bed and headed directly outside.

  As he walked through the pace toward the outer halls, his heart grew heavier.

  Without quering the Otherworld, the territory would tio shrink, and soon, everything would vanish. The situation was dire— even his so-called Royal Pace itifully small, barely deserving of the title. He never imagihat after dying and being reborn, this would be the se awaiting him.

  The maid hurried to catch up but soon realized Qin Yi's pace was unusually quick. In the blink of an eye, he had already exited the pace gates.

  At the northeastern er of the kingdom, he ''Realm Gate''—

  Warriors, battered and bloodied, emerged one by one from the glowing portal. Many stumbled and colpsed as soon as they crossed the threshold, losing sciousness on the spot.

  The soldiers standing guard nearby turned pale and immediately led the medics forward to examihe fallen.

  "Dead!"

  "Not breathing."

  "A sharp on pierced his left chest— his heart ierced."

  Oer ahe medics checked the warriors. Not a single survivor. Each report darkehe expressions of those present, filling the air with grief.

  "What is in that Otherworld? Why are our losses so severe?!"

  One of the soldiers, overwhelmed by emotion, roared in frustration.

  No one answered. From the first wave onward, tless warriors had charged into the Otherworld. Of those who returned, some were gravely injured and unresponsive, while others had lost their lives. They had yet to recover a single shred of useful information.

  After the glowing portal released thirteen warriors, it fell silent.

  "Thirteen..."

  A voice spoke, heavy with paiinged with relief.

  Suddenly, the portal lit up again. Anure leaped out, startling the dazed soldiers.

  This man, drenched in blood, paihe ground red with every step. His breath was faint, as if only moments away from death.

  Yet even so, he mustered every st ounce of strength to let out a final, thunderous shout:

  "His name is—!"

  ''Uchiha!''

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  '(End of Chapter)'