Starting with SSS-rank talent, I contracted the Forbidden Ferocity.

"Three breaths?"

Shen Ye took a step toward the Origin Name Monument.

"That's enough to cut down the monument."

The Yuanming Stele suddenly lit up.

The gray-white stele is unlike the stele in front.

The stele in front is for asking names.

This monument is a record of digging up roots.

It doesn't care who Shen Ye is now.

It wants to find out where Shen Ye came from.

First breath.

A dark crack appeared on the surface of the monument.

A strange city appears in the gap.

There were no ferocious beasts.

There is no beast-taming space.

There is no martial arts qi and blood.

All that's left are cold, tall buildings, rainy night lights, and a gradually blurring silhouette.

The gray-white pen tip fell.

[Former name in this other world...]

Before he could finish writing the words, Shen Ye's sword had already arrived.

clang!

The black and gold short sword struck the surface of the monument, sparks flying.

Without a tombstone, he said coldly:

Are you afraid I'll write it down?

Shen Ye's eyes remained calm.

"It's not fear."

"It's unnecessary."

The gray-white brushstrokes pressed down again.

The name from a previous life is the original name.

Shen Ye raised his hand and pressed it against the Myriad Beasts Divine Mark on his chest.

The old city's original name, Anchor, lights up.

The anchor of the body and soul lights up.

The five contract names, Ye Yu, Zhu Jiu, Long Yuan, Jie Chen, and Gui Xu, responded simultaneously.

Shen Ye's voice was cold:

"A name from a past life ends in the past life."

"His name in this world is Shen Ye."

"I won't let the past block me from the present."

"You have no right to use it to bury me."

A horizontal slash of sword light.

The four characters of "Name from a Previous Life" were shattered by a single sword strike.

First breath, break.

Second breath.

The Yuanming Stele suddenly turned black.

The city is no longer reflected on the monument.

Instead, a line of cold, golden characters appeared.

[The Supreme System of All Beasts.]

Shen Ye's eyes narrowed slightly for the first time.

The system alerted that an explosion occurred simultaneously.

[Warning: The system's source kernel has been spied on by external rules.]

[Yuanmingbei is attempting to incorporate the system into its name verification process.]

[Remaining protection: two breaths.]

[Recommendation: Cut off system directory retrieval.]

In the voices of those who are buried without tombstones or names, a hint of greed has finally emerged.

"So this is where your anomaly lies."

"It's not talent."

"It is an external instrument."

The gray-white pen tip fell.

[The system is the source.]

[The source controls its name.]

The name Shen Ye was bestowed upon him by the system.

boom!

As soon as these three lines of text appeared, the Myriad Beasts Divine Pattern paused for a moment.

Night Feather's Black Sun Netherfire flickered.

The shadow of Zhu Jiu was elongated.

Long Yuan clenched his fist, and his battle bones made a dull sound.

The Heavenly Punishment Eyes on Jie Chen's forehead were half-open and half-closed.

Guixu stared at the word "System" on the monument, his little face scrunched up.

"hard."

Zhou Xuan's voice came with difficulty from outside the formation.

"Shen Ye!"

"It's rewriting the system to use your original name as its source!"

"If you write it like that, every time you use the system in the future, it will be able to look up your name!"

Qin Wuji angrily said:

"You can bury this thing?"

Zhou Xuan gritted his teeth.

"As long as it can be inscribed on a tombstone, it can be buried!"

Shen Ye looked at the three lines of text on the monument.

He suddenly chuckled.

It's very light.

You've got one thing wrong.

No tombstone, no name on the grave.

Shen Ye took a step forward.

"The system gave me a hint."

"They gave me a reward."

"Give me a way out."

"But I fought every single battle myself."

"I personally contracted each and every beast I tamed."

"I killed every single enemy myself."

He gripped the black and gold short sword tightly.

"It's not my name."

"It's my scabbard."

The system panel suddenly went silent.

Then, a message appeared.

[Host subjective judgment detected.]

[Priority confirmed: Shen Ye is higher than external support.]

The Supreme Beast System does not participate in the attribution of a given name.

[Source nuclear protection countermeasures activated.]

boom!

The Myriad Beasts Divine Pattern lit up in reverse.

This time, it wasn't the system that suppressed Shen Ye.

Instead, it was Shen Ye's real name that was suppressed in the system's directory.

Black and gold light burst forth from his palm, directly covering the Origin Name Stele.

Shen Ye slashed down with his sword.

[System as source] Fragmented.

The second sword strike.

[Source Controls Its Name] Shattered.

The third sword strike.

The name "Shen Ye," bestowed by the system, exploded completely.

The second breath, break.

The third breath.

The Yuanming Stele remained silent.

After a period of silence, blood began to seep from the surface of the monument.

It's not red blood.

It is the blood of a name, which is grayish-white.

The man, whose tombstone was unmarked, slowly raised his broken pen.

"The past life is not the source."

"The system is not the source."

"Then I'll ask one last question."

Who brought you here?

boom!

Deep within the Yuanming Stele, a door to the farthest reaches emerges.

That door does not belong to the battlefield of all races.

It is not part of the porch.

It does not belong to the Eastern Xia.

Behind the door, it seemed as if countless beast shadows were sleeping.

At the highest point, one can vaguely see a broken animal crown.

Shen Ye only glanced at it, and his mental sea trembled violently.

The system notification turned into a glaring blackish-gold color.

[Maximum ban triggered.]

The primordial bond between all beasts resonates.

Insufficient permissions.

[No recourse.]

[Defense remaining: One breath.]

The brushstrokes of the inscription, "No tombstone, no name," trembled.

It's not fear.

It's excitement.

"Found it."

"Your origins are not limited to another world."

"There's another one behind you..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

Shen Ye had already drawn his sword.

It was not the beheading of the monument.

Instead, he cut off the shadow of the door he saw.

Guixu suddenly looked up.

"That door..."

Shen Ye said:

"I won't look."

Gui Xu was taken aback.

Shen Ye's eyes were as cold as knives.

"It wants me to turn back."

"I'm not going to reply."

Night Feather Black Sun Netherfire exploded instantly.

The Nine-Nine Netherworld was sealed off from all sides.

Long Yuan stepped in front of Shen Ye, bracing against the pull of the Origin Name Stele.

The Heavenly Tribulation Eye of Calamity opened fully, and gray-gold lightning shone towards that extremely distant gate.

Gui Xu hesitated for a moment, then opened his mouth.

"I bite my shadow."

It bit the edge of the doorway.

Click!

A gap was bitten into that extremely distant door.

The man without a monument said angrily:

"You don't even ask where you came from?"

Shen Ye stepped forward.

"The road comes from where we came from."

"Not a name."

"Where I come from is not for you to write."

"Wherever I go, it's not up to you to bury me."

The black and gold short sword slashed down.

This sword strike did not sever the past life.

It's not a system.

It's not that door.

Instead, it refers to the two characters "origin" on the original name stele.

boom!

The surface of the monument exploded.

The gray-white brush tip broke for the third time.

The blank roster on the chest of the man buried without a tombstone suddenly burst into flames of black and gold.

It retreated for the first time.

The third breath, broken.

The Yuanming Stele collapsed with a crash.

Shen Ye stood in the center of the broken monument, the Myriad Beasts Divine Pattern on his chest shining brightly.

System notifications sounded one after another.

The original name marker has been broken.

The core rules of the Namestone Path have been severed.

[The host has been granted protection based on their original name: their origin will not be buried.]

[The host acquires protection based on its own name: external sources are not controlled.]

[The source core of the Supreme Beasts System has been restored.]

[Captured: Source Name: Monument Core]

[Captured: A wisp of the initial spark of the Beast Pact.]

[Note: Insufficient permissions; parsing is not possible at this time.]

[Completeness of the Eighth Seat's True Name Fragment: 63% → 78%]

[Resolution of the name inscription: 100%]

The second path to the nameless stele forest has been damaged.

Outside the stele path.

Qin Wuji looked at Shen Ye's aura, which had lit up again, and let out a long breath.

"Are you out?"

Zhou Xuan stared at the array plate, his eyes shining.

"Not coming out."

"He dismantled the second stele path."

Li Xuance looked into the depths of the fog.

"The eighth seat's real name is clearer now."

really.

At the end of the forest of nameless steles, the shadow of the stele bearing the real name trembled once more.

After the original four characters, blurry traces reappeared.

[No tombstone, only name; guarding...]

Zhou Xuan suddenly looked up.

"Guard what?"

"It is not simply a burial of names."

"It's still guarding something!"

Shen Ye also saw the half-written word.

The man without a tombstone stood before the real name monument, his long robe fluttering in the wind.

The pen in its hand was broken into only half.

However, it no longer used Shen Ye's real name.

It raised its hand, pointing deeper into the distance.

The third stele path was raised.

Shen Ye's name is not on this path of steles.

There was only one huge royal stele.

On the front of the King's Stele are two large black and gold characters.

[The Night King.]

He was buried without a tombstone and his voice was hoarse.

"My real name is not buried."

"Then bury the king's name."

"Shen Ye can live."

"The Night King deserves to die."

next moment.

The back of the Wang stele was illuminated with a dense array of names.

Dongxia.

Demon-Suppressing Pass.

Nanjiang.

Old Jiangcheng.

Fengwangtai (a platform for bestowing titles upon kings).

All the names that had ever called "Night King" began to be outlined with gray and white strokes.

Shen Ye's eyes instantly turned cold.

The name of the deceased, buried without a tombstone, slowly said:

"The title of King is not just your name."

"It is the name uttered by all living beings."

"This time."

"They will place your tombstone in your honor."