Simultaneous travel: I am rampant in the domestic area

"Gentlemen, if you have any other tricks up your sleeve, hurry up and use them. If you wait another year or two, you won't be able to use them even if you want to."

Boundless void, vast river.

At a chessboard, Russell knelt to one side, holding a chess piece in his hand, a smile playing on his lips.

The scene on the chessboard is constantly changing, which is the chaotic battle that is currently taking place in various parts of the Three Realms.

The Jade Emperor was surrounded, the Queen Mother was blocked, Randeng was intercepted by Maitreya, and Zhen Yuanzi was eaten by Lu Sheng...

On the other side, three Taoist priests of vastly different ages had cold expressions and wary eyes.

The Three Pure Ones are the three most ancient gods in this world.

They never participated in this war against the heavens because Russell blocked them in the thirty-three heavens where time and space overlapped.

This place is both the domain of Black Myth and the location of the Main God Space.

While Russell may not claim absolute dominance here, he is certainly not someone the Three Pure Ones could easily leave.

"Who... exactly are you?" Taishang asked silently. The dead end was sealed; they could no longer control the course of events.

“We have observed you for countless years. In the past thousands of years, although you have been strange, you are not among the variables.” Yuanshi continued, with threads of cause and effect coiling around him, supporting a world for him that was not illuminated by the light of the main god.

"In the last hundred years, your growth has completely exceeded our expectations. We once predicted that you would have the potential to step into the realm of gods within this era. We originally intended to wait until you became a god before sharing your spiritual essence, but alas, we failed at the last minute."

Lingbao remained completely calm. The four sword energies of Zhulu Xianjue flickered, cold and majestic, and there was no regret in his tone, only the calm acceptance of defeat.

"Want to know? But I don't want to tell you." Russell stretched.

Questions always get answers? Who made that rule?

If he were imprisoned at this moment, he would surely speak frankly and without reservation.

But now, he's the one who has the upper hand.

How can a captured prisoner question the one who has won the entire battle?

"If you won't speak, then you won't speak." In the boundless void behind the Supreme One, countless stars flashed instantly, his aura suddenly rose, and then fell in an instant, dissipating into the darkness. His enormous spiritual essence, like a giant star, dissipated and returned to nothingness.

"Cause and effect cycle endlessly. At the end of the era, what choice will you make?" Yuanshi said in a low voice, his physical body disintegrating. Thousands upon thousands of threads were severed in the middle, and the spiritual essence swirled and fell into the air above the chessboard.

Russell stared at Lingbao Tianzun, who was in the form of a young Taoist priest, wanting to see what he had to say. But Lingbao didn't even look at him, and went straight into meditation, where he vanished and disappeared.

"That's really rude."

Russell shook his head, grasped the vast spiritual energy left behind by the Three Pure Ones in his palm, and scattered it across the Three Realms.

The spiritual essence is like the primordial energy in the night world; it comes from heaven and earth, and should return to heaven and earth.

Having received the immense spiritual energy of the Three Pure Ones, this world will be vibrant and thriving for a long time to come.

Among the three realms, the first to sense this pure and vast spiritual energy were none other than the group of powerful beings who were struggling to maintain their strength.

Some people looked ashen-faced and, before Wukong could come looking for them, disintegrated on their own, disappearing into the world.

Some people, though their faces showed anger, burned their last breath in a desperate struggle, only to be like moths drawn to a flame, unable to escape their fate.

Once all the ancient gods of the Heavenly Court had perished, the heavenly soldiers, generals, bodhisattvas, and arhats ceased their attacks and surrendered.

After the great battle, it will be time to reward those who have made contributions.

Emperor Wanshou was still thinking of vying for the position of the Great Celestial Venerable of this realm, but before he could even utter a word, he was forcibly expelled by Russell.

That bastard, he's always thinking of good things.

In this battle, besides Lu Sheng's one-on-one duel with Zhen Yuanzi which impressed him, there was another person who gave him a great surprise.

Little Drill Wind was originally a minor demon from another Journey to the West world. By chance, he entered the Main God Space and actually made a name for himself. This time in Lion Camel Ridge, with the right timing, location, and people, he was able to compete with the Peacock King.

His mastery of the Avici Hell Three Blades was so superb that he annihilated the colorless divine light that could sweep away anything. If it weren't for his shallow accumulation of experience and his deep-seated obsession with Lion Camel Ridge, which prevented him from leaving the ridge and his single-minded desire to confront Peacock head-on, he could have escaped even if he was no match for him, and would not have perished here.

Seeing the Heavenly Court collapse and Mount Ling crumble, everything came to an end, and everything was in ruins and needed to be rebuilt.

Russell rose from the void, reached into the Russell Universe with one hand, grabbed the reincarnator Russell, and pulled him out.

"What's wrong? Are you done fighting?" Russell, the reincarnator, asked blankly.

“Almost there.” Black Myth Russell pressed his forehead, where there was a scroll that stirred the power of countless worlds. He flicked his finger to hook it out and stuffed it into the head of the Reincarnator Russell: “Now the fight is finally over.”

"What about that kid?" asked Russell, the reincarnator.

He was referring to Feng Lang, of course.

This kid's cheat code is the missing core component of the main god, which is the "one" in "the Great Dao is fifty, the Heavenly Evolution is forty-nine, and one is missing".

"How should I know? I'm not a god." Black Myth Wukong took a deep breath, his spiritual energy surging out, countless divine lights and countless immortal lights appeared, and the void cracked open automatically, as if the sound of a surging river could be heard: "It's time for justice to cut things off, get out of here."

The Black Myth World is the foundation of his existence; he cannot simply give it away to the Main God Space for nothing.

At most, I'll send him some projections of different time periods and sub-streams.

"Does this count as getting something for free?" Russell, who had inexplicably become a reincarnated god, scratched his head, feeling that his older brother was acting a bit unfairly.

"Get lost." With a kick, the Black Myth World was completely torn apart from the Main God Space.

Looking down at the group of immortals and demons below, all of whom were beaming with joy, Russell sighed. Destroying a world is easy, but creating one is incredibly difficult.

How to create after destruction is another difficult problem.

But none of this matters to him anymore. His mission is over here. He can enjoy the rest of his days.

When I'm bored out of my mind, I'll take on one or two apprentices and play the role of a mentor.

So, what name should we give his dojo?

Or how about Zixiao Palace?
Excellent! Excellent!
……

The Realm of Covering the Sky, Earth, Changbai Mountain.

A dragon roared above the snow-capped mountains, leaping across numerous peaks. It was as huge as a mountain range, swinging its massive tail and carrying unparalleled force as it pressed down on Russell atop the mountain.

The divine dragon swung its tail, splitting snow-capped mountains apart, sending rocks flying through the air, and causing avalanches like tsunamis. Vast white snow blanketed the sky and the earth, as if the heavens and the earth were collapsing.

This divine dragon is none other than the remnant of the ancestor of the Tianlin clan from the original dragon cave of Changbai Mountain. It is controlled by the Heavenly Demon Body and can briefly unleash the combat power of the first level of Immortal Realm.

A Saint Lord-level combat power would be extremely impressive on Earth, but unfortunately, he encountered the Heavenly Emperor Russell. With a flick of his hand, the dragon was suppressed, and the Heavenly Demon Body shattered within his grasp, exploding with blood mist.

"Well, I guess I've avenged you." Russell patted the head of the ancestral ginseng from Changbai Mountain sitting on his shoulder. The ancestral ginseng nodded its small head happily and excitedly stomped on Russell's shoulder.

He was originally a naturally occurring spiritual herb, and after gaining spiritual intelligence, he became no different from any other living being. However, he had been hiding for an unknown period of time due to the pursuit of the Tianlin Clan. Now, Russell's actions can be considered as helping him get revenge.

In recent days, Bertrand Russell has traveled to every place on Earth he could possibly visit in order to fulfill his long-held dream.

Changbai Mountain was his last stop.

After carefully storing the ancestral ginseng, he left. The Heavenly Emperor on Earth was suppressing him severely, and countless mysterious array patterns enveloped him. Even Ye Fan, who was at the second level of the Sendai realm, almost lost control when he returned.

Russell himself is not sure what level he is at now, but even under the suppression of Earth, he can annihilate a star field with his gaze and make some guesses that he is either a Saint King or a Great Saint.

Furthermore, he enjoys the blessing of the heavens and earth, and has a reduced version of the Chaos Body replaced by the main god Russell, so his blood and energy far exceed those of cultivators of the same level.

Roughly estimated, if he could reach the level of a quasi-emperor, his health bar alone would be as high as ten Ye Fans who had achieved the Great Perfection of the Holy Body.

Tsk, Ye Fan probably never imagined that he would one day be used as a unit of measurement.

He had already planned it all out: once he became a quasi-emperor, his travels would inevitably involve paving the way with chaotic energy and being surrounded by countless strange phenomena, in order to demonstrate his superior status.

"Beep beep beep, beep beep beep..."

Just then, a message came through the phone at his waist. Russell answered it, and it was his biological father in this life calling.

Having received such good fortune, he naturally wouldn't forget his birth parents who had raised him for so many years.

Through his enlightening guidance, both Lao Luo and his mother successfully embarked on the path of spiritual cultivation.

Putting everything else aside, even if there is a shortage of longevity resources in this world, living for 1,200 to 1,000 years is not a problem.

"Okay, I'll be right there."

After hanging up the phone, Russell looked relaxed. He took a step forward, and before Old Luo could even put his phone down, Russell was already in front of him.

Luo: "..."

"What's with that expression? Didn't I say I'd be there soon?" Russell smirked. He was joking; if cultivation wasn't for showing off, it would be meaningless.

"I wanted you to buy two cartons of eggs from the supermarket when you came back. Your mom told me to bring them back after my walk, but I forgot..." Old Luo said irritably.

In the past two years, Lao Luo has retired due to injuries he suffered when he was young, but his mother has been able to stay strong.

“We don’t have chicken eggs, how about bird eggs?” Russell pulled out a bag of crystal-clear, fist-sized eggs from his pocket. These were the ones he had found in the Shennongjia Secret Realm, brimming with vitality and energy, and their effects were far superior to the herbal elixir mentioned in the original work.

"I think it's okay, but I don't know if your mom thinks it's okay." Lao Luo said seriously, "If your mom scolds me, then it's your fault."

"..." Russell was speechless for a moment after hearing this. Without saying another word, he turned left and jogged towards the supermarket.

Damn it, so what if he's the Heavenly Emperor? He still gets bossed around by his parents.

On the way, his phone received a screenshot of a message his mother sent to Lao Luo, which Lao Luo then sent back to him verbatim.

Russell glanced at the picture and memorized its contents. He didn't look like a middle-aged man in his late forties or early fifties at all, let alone a college student who would check a verification code several times to confirm it.

As Russell was leaving the supermarket, he was about to teleport home when he suddenly stopped. He looked up at the sky and saw an incredibly powerful aura descending from afar.

What a coincidence...

Russell smiled and called Lao Luo, asking him to prepare a few more dishes and also invite Uncle Ye and Aunt Ye over for a meal.

With Russell's companionship and comfort over the years, Ye Fan's parents are not as depressed as in the original novel. Although they still sigh from time to time because of their missing son, they are still in good health because they know that their son will return in the next two years at the latest.

In addition, Russell had recently given them a second chance at life, so living to ninety-nine shouldn't be a problem.

As for other aspects of cultivation, that's none of his business; his parents will teach him.

Not long after, a large family from the Luo family arrived.

This wasn't the first time Mr. and Mrs. Ye had come; they were already quite familiar with Old Luo and Mrs. Luo. So much so that as soon as Mr. Ye sat down, he immediately suggested opening a bottle of wine. However, Mrs. Ye noticed an extra pair of chopsticks and a bowl on the table and couldn't help but become curious:

"Xiao Luo, have you finally decided to find a girlfriend?"

As people get older, they automatically unlock the skill of pressuring others to get married. Ye's parents are no exception. However, since their son is swindling and cheating in the Big Dipper Star Region, Russell has become their primary target.

“Aunt Ye, if I find someone, I’ll definitely tell you first,” Russell said with a light laugh, pressing his temples.

"Then what is this..." Ye's mother looked at the extra bowls and chopsticks on the table, somewhat puzzled.

At this very moment, our Emperor Ye Tian has finished his search and is leaning back on a roadside bench, exhausted, staring blankly at the sky.

More than 20 years have passed, and the world has changed so much that his neighborhood alone has been renovated more than once.

Today, he finally understands the true feeling behind the ancient poem, "Children meet but do not recognize each other, laughing and asking where the guest comes from."

Mom and Dad, this house has been abandoned for over a decade. Where have you been...?

They were naturally taken to a residence near the Russell family home by Russell for easy care.

"Your parents are with me. Come over if you want to see them."

Suddenly, a thought exploded in Ye Fan's mind.

Ye Fan was startled. He had just returned to Earth; how could anyone know that he was searching for his parents?

His thoughts immediately began to flow.

He thought of countless conspiracy theories.

For example, if a government or other organization on Earth notices that he was taken away by Kowloon Coffin, they might capture and imprison his parents in order to force him to submit when he returns.

it is good!very good!

Mom and Dad, wait for me, I'm coming to save you!
Ye Fan stood up from the chair, clenched his fist, and endless divine light burst forth. His golden blood energy almost set the entire sky ablaze. In his rage, the entire neighborhood shook.

Without saying anything more, he soared into the sky and shot towards the source of that thought.

Huh?
Russell, noticing that something was wrong with Ye Fan, scratched his head. Why was he angry? Shouldn't he be feeling relieved and happy at this moment?

Could it be that there's something wrong with how I expressed myself? (End of Chapter)