Chapter 132: The Door of Dimensions

Ancient One's expression froze for a moment, then she seemed to realize something, gazing helplessly at Lin Yu.

At that moment, Lin Yu was holding a thick leather-bound book, gazing thoughtfully at the portal.

“Your Excellency?”

Ancient One’s weary voice came from outside the portal.

Lin Yu snapped back to reality and smiled warmly: “Sorry, I got carried away!”

With a snap of his fingers, the portal shimmering with golden sparks abruptly closed, completely obscuring Ancient One’s figure.

In Kamar-Taj, Ancient One’s smile gradually faded, replaced by a faint frown.

Ancient One was not surprised by Lin Yu’s ability to master dimensional magic in just three hours.

But the fact that he could forcibly seize control of the portal using only the most basic knowledge of dimensional magic exceeded her understanding entirely!

After eliminating all impossibilities, Ancient One realized one truth: this great being’s rank and authority had surpassed even her source of power.

That is, the infamous Lord of the Dark Dimension—Dormammu!

“A great being surpassing even the Lord of the Dark Dimension...”

Ancient One murmured to herself, then after a moment’s thought, she retrieved the Sacred Tome of the Demon Gods, preparing to study it thoroughly.

If possible, she might find another way to harness the power of another great being to confront the crisis five years from now.

……

Meanwhile, in the library, Lin Yu gazed at the open golden-spark portal before him and smiled faintly.

He hadn’t expected to be so perfectly attuned to dimensional magic—no matter how obscure or difficult the knowledge, it felt as natural to him as eating or drinking, as if he had been born knowing it, requiring no study at all.

For a golden-spark portal like this, he didn’t even need the Eye of Agamotto; a mere thought was enough to open it effortlessly.

Moreover, mirror dimensions, spatial confinement, spatial exile...

All manner of dimensional arts were as effortless as breathing to him—knowledge he instantly mastered upon understanding.

Realizing this, Lin Yu was overjoyed and began voraciously absorbing all knowledge related to dimensional magic.

Undeniably, Ancient One’s mastery of dimensional magic was profound.

Many of her private collections were devoted to dimensional magic.

Some even included forbidden spells, such as the [Dimensional Gate], capable of connecting to other dimensions!

As Lin Yu feverishly studied, the twenty-four-hour limit passed quickly.

Lin Yu hadn’t finished reading Kamar-Taj’s library, so he unhesitatingly opened the [Group Mall], spending 2,000 points to purchase a mid-tier Breakthrough Charm, forcibly extending his stay to nine days.

Soon, a week passed.

Throughout that week, Lin Yu remained in Kamar-Taj, voraciously absorbing all kinds of esoteric knowledge.

Meanwhile, the group members were also busy with their own affairs.

Su Haoming was still at the Immortal Cultivation Academy, Yun Ye was busy handling the locust plague.

Fan Xian, after driving away Li Yunrui, followed He Jingfeng’s advice and publicly exposed Li Yunrui’s crimes via flyers, planning to let public outrage build before striking her down with a divine thunderbolt.

Compared to the above three, He Jingfeng, as the head of the Yinming Pavilion, had it relatively easy.

He spent his days chatting with the two newcomers in the group, gradually deepening their relationship, even beginning to discuss cross-dimensional cooperation.

Especially with Li Shimin, He Jingfeng proposed exchanging gold, silver, and treasures for modern firearms to arm the Shu Han army.

Additionally, he slipped in advanced technologies and modern knowledge alongside the weapons as bonuses for Li Shimin.

Thanks to him, Shu Han entered a new phase of technological explosion.

In the process, He Jingfeng also quietly slipped in knowledge capable of undermining imperial authority.

These teachings were not meant for Li Shimin—he knew the emperor would be wary of such dangerous ideas—but for Zhuge Liang, the Chancellor of Shu Han!

As for Li Shimin himself, he was already the emperor.

He Jingfeng assumed he would be extremely cautious about such threats to imperial power.

But to He Jingfeng’s utter shock, this Li Shimin in the group was vastly different from the historical Tang Taizong.

He had discovered He Jingfeng’s hidden materials, read them, and enthusiastically praised the ideas, believing that after unifying China, every Han citizen should become a dragon.

This outcome left He Jingfeng and the other group members stunned.

Upon questioning, Li Shimin laughed and explained: he had been emperor twice, witnessed the world’s vicissitudes, experienced the terror of death, and no longer cared much for imperial power.

Instead, now that he had implanted a spiritual root, he longed to cultivate immortality like the other group members.

Compared to that, the throne meant nothing—if not for his sense of duty, he would have abdicated immediately and retreated to the mountains to cultivate.

He Jingfeng was left speechless, realizing he had misjudged him entirely.

Li Shimin, however, didn’t blame He Jingfeng at all; instead, he regarded him as a true sage with a saintly heart, who cared not only for his own interests but also for the suffering masses.

This praise made He Jingfeng feel slightly embarrassed.

After deep reflection, he decided to invite Li Shimin to visit his world, to let this former emperor see modern China.

Li Shimin gladly accepted, and after finishing his duties, took a day off to travel across modern China in the 21st century.

Meanwhile, Lin Lie also followed Lin Yu and He Jingfeng’s advice and began practicing the Qi-cultivation methods from “One Man’s Army,” attempting to awaken his primordial Qi...

Lin Yu had been closely monitoring all these events.

But right now, what he cared about most was still knowledge related to dimensional realms.

In just seven days, Lin Yu’s understanding of dimensions and space soared; his knowledge base expanded dramatically, and his control over his own authority deepened significantly.

Especially Ancient One’s technique for drawing power from other dimensions became a treasure to him.

After minor modifications, he redirected the method toward himself, enabling his avatar to continuously draw power from his inner universe across countless worlds.

Thanks to dimensional magic, his progress in locating world coordinates accelerated again.

He estimated it wouldn’t be long before he found the Tang Brick world and the Qing Yu Nian world!

With his goals fully accomplished, Lin Yu finally left Kamar-Taj, thoroughly satisfied.

Ancient One, accompanied by Wong and Hamir, warmly escorted Lin Yu back to New York, then let out a long sigh of relief.

Finally, that plague was gone!

Throughout the week, strange spatial and dimensional disturbances constantly emanated from the library, sometimes even emitting demonic energies that left Ancient One on edge, constantly wearing the Eye of Agamotto around her neck.

Fortunately, Lin Yu still had some decency—he protected the library during his experiments.

None of the dimensional demons he summoned ever escaped his grasp.

Either he absorbed them into his Sacred Text, recording them in the “Bai Ze Ten Thousand Spirits Map,” or they resisted fiercely and were slain on the spot...

After days of testing, Lin Yu was no longer satisfied merely summoning beings from other dimensions.

One major reason he chose to leave Kamar-Taj was to find a place to test his most powerful dimensional spell yet—the Dimensional Gate!

After leaving Kamar-Taj, Lin Yu stopped holding back, soaring upward into space.

Gazing at the blue, curved planet beneath him, he closed his eyes and floated silently in the cosmos, his vast consciousness spreading like ocean waves, etching intricate arcane symbols in invisible realms.

Within mere breaths, the surrounding space rippled.

Lin Yu’s consciousness pierced through the world’s barrier, seeping into other dimensions.

Instantly, he perceived countless overlapping worlds.

Prosperity, hope, desolation, despair...

Concepts related to worlds flooded his mind in overwhelming quantities.

The sheer volume of information could instantly shatter even a Vlam-level grand sorcerer.

But before Lin Yu’s boundless consciousness, such data was insignificant.

In mere seconds, he sorted all the information, organizing it into colorful specks of light.

“These specks of light are connected to different dimensions and worlds?”

Lin Yu pondered, then directed his consciousness toward a speck glowing with red, blue, and black hues.

Instantly, a faintly golden door appeared before him—the Dimensional Gate spell!

“So simple?”

Lin Yu blinked, then used his consciousness to push open the golden door.

……

……

The bell tower of Trinity Church in New York.

Beneath a gloomy sky, shattered clock gears rained down like hail.

Amidst a storm of metal debris, Gwen’s body fell like a broken butterfly, her blue eyes fixed on the red-and-blue-suited figure above, as if trying to imprint his image into her mind in her final moments.

Peter Parker cried out in anguish, lunging desperately toward his beloved.

White webbing shot from his wrists, threading through gaps between gears and wreckage, straining to reach Gwen.

But the combined pull of gravity and fate ultimately shattered his last hope.

With a sharp crack of a snapped spine, everything came to an end.

Peter descended from above, staring at the girl suspended by webbing, trembling fingers pulling off his mask.

Tears carved clean paths through the dust on his cheeks, falling onto the rubble below.

Peter knelt, trembling, tore away the webbing, and pulled Gwen’s lifeless body into his arms, gazing at her pale, peaceful face, his heart shattered with grief.

He regretted it...

He regretted rejecting Harry, turning his childhood friend into the Green Goblin who now opposed him.

He regretted reconciling with Gwen, causing her to suffer an unjust fate and die in this meaningless battle.

He regretted ignoring Officer George’s dying words—had he stayed away from Gwen from the start, his love and George’s daughter wouldn’t have died in his arms...

If only there were a miracle, if God could give him just one more chance—he would—

As Peter remained lost in grief and regret, the air before him suddenly rippled.

A golden-glowing door slowly opened, revealing a handsome young man with black hair and black eyes behind it.

Seeing Peter, hugging a girl amid the ruins and weeping silently, the young man raised an eyebrow and blurted out:

“Spider-Man?!”

“What’s this supposed to be?”

(End of Chapter)