Simultaneous travel: I am rampant in the domestic area

Russell's Big World.

The giant-like Russell sat cross-legged under the shade of the World Tree, ripples emanating from his body. Thousands of dreamlike particles gathered and swirled around him, and an extremely deep color overlapped around him, vaguely revealing the shape of a giant onion.

"How is it?" Hammer Russell's voice rang out from the body of the giant Russell.

He went to great lengths to persuade Puni to teach him the Sevenfold Seal technique.

"There's some information, but we'll have to wait until we get back to see how it goes." The giant Russell opened his mouth and uttered a grand and distant voice that seemed to blot out the sky, filled with a sense of vicissitude and antiquity.

He stretched out his hand, exhaled, and breathed, the will of heaven and earth empowered him, and his body radiated a dazzling light.

In the midst of chaos, hazy and illusory, a bright moon began to expand in the sky, reaching its full perfection, piercing through the darkness, transforming chaos into order, various celestial phenomena and star lines intertwined, countless brilliant starlight condensed, and a pure silver waterfall of light cascaded down from the sky.

The World Tree, rooted in the origin of the world, began to swell, its root system expanded, and bright red fruits hung down from its branches.

“I suddenly have a bad feeling.” Black Myth Russell was the first to separate from the giant Russell’s body. Looking at this world that had expanded by more than a hundred times, his eyes were deep: “Do you think that one day in the future, this world will grow into an independent great world, and you and I will be like today, with all the laws of the universe gathered around us, and then become an individual with self-awareness.”

"Don't scare me, I can't stand hearing things like 'aggregation'." The second one to separate was the Mysterious Russell. Compared to the Black Myth Russell, he was undoubtedly much more relaxed: "My assessment is that since we're here, we might as well make the best of it. Life is like being fucked. Since we can't avoid it, we can only enjoy it silently."

"Let's wait and see. It's not wise to throw the baby out with the bathwater. If that day ever comes, it will be after countless epochs. The most urgent task is to push Russell of the Shrouding the Heavens world to the ninth level of Quasi-Emperor, and then let him prove his Dao and become Emperor." Warm Snow Russell was the third to separate, then the fourth, the fifth, until the giant Russell completely dissipated.

This fusion of the heavens represents another dimensional ascension of the Russell Great World. Including the previous creation of the world, this is the fourth time.

The initial mysterious space world was of a very low level; Russell and his companions could only enter it in the form of souls.

During this period, the mysterious space could only roam outside the myriad worlds, and the abilities it could share were not many, and it was also subject to the restrictions of the world's rules.

The second instance was the appearance of that bronze table. That was the first and only time that the mysterious space actively changed. After that, Russell and his companions were already able to use each other's abilities in their respective worlds without restraint.

The third was that fusion, led by Black Myth Russell, who cleaved the mysterious space into smaller worlds like the one before with an axe.

Although that world is not vast, its world level is extremely high. It is equivalent to the intersection of all the heavens and worlds. People can enter this world and use it as a medium to enter each other's worlds.

And then there's this time.

As Russell from one world after another reached the pinnacle of his world, the status of the vast world beneath his feet also increased dramatically.

Only now can the World Tree truly be called the World Tree. To date, all worlds except for Shrouding the Heavens, The Great Ruler, and Seer have been encompassed by the Russell World and are used as pastures for the World Tree.

In other words, if they wanted, they could extract all the other worldlines from all other worlds and create them into one lower parallel world after another, with themselves acting as the main god.

This is why Puni's seven-fold sealing technique can be used to its fullest extent.

Relying on the characteristics of this world, this method can seal the power of the other Russells after fusion, retaining only its own power and returning to the world of Shrouding the Heavens with the seven seals, and then unlocking them one by one, pushing the power of Shrouding the Heavens Russells to a level close to attaining enlightenment.

After Russell succeeded in covering the sky, he used the same method to have the Great Ruler Russell inscribe his true name on the Sky Ranking, so as to achieve the effect of spiraling to heaven by stepping on his right foot with his left.

The only pity is that Hamor Russell's strength is already close to the limit of the Seer World, and the Sevenfold Sealing Technique is probably only enough for the Great Ruler Russell to inscribe a single word.

As they were talking, one by one, the bright red fruits falling from the tree transformed into human figures.

Of these newcomers, only one was dressed in modern attire, another in a futuristic style, and the rest were all genuine ancient costume actors. Among them, only one was a mortal, while the others exuded a refined and elegant aura, clearly cultivators who had achieved success in their cultivation.

"Tsk, I hope there won't be any female-oriented novels like 'The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation'?" Mysterious Russell pushed up his monocle and said somewhat uncertainly.

"That's blatant discrimination." The Demon Lord Russell glared with his dead fish eyes. He was very useful, okay? Without him, there would be no third advancement of the world.

"It's truly amazing that the myriad worlds actually exist." The speaker was an alien with a lean and muscular build, dressed in a streamlined dark silver combat suit.

As the visor of the armor was opened, Russell, a bald man, touched his bald head and said, "If I had come here earlier, I wouldn't have had to sacrifice this head of hair."

This being comes from the world of Swallowed Star and is the second strongest being on Earth after Hong.

He has survived from the Great Cataclysm to the present day, pushing the limits of the human body in order to survive.

He went bald, but he also became stronger, and was only one step away from Hong Ye, who had mastered the domain and the Moyun Vine.

"Heart emoji, another new character joins the fantasy world." The Great Ruler Russell clapped his hands; finally, someone could take the brunt of his attacks.

Who knows how much psychological pressure Bertrand Russell, as one of the few great world leaders with room for improvement at this stage, was under?

“Strictly speaking, this is a science fiction world,” Russell of Swallowing the Stars corrected.

"Putting aside whether it's science fiction or not, what I really want to ask is whether we've taken off." The guy who spoke was wearing a flowing blue and white Taoist robe, with an ancient longsword hanging at his waist. He cupped his hands towards the crowd and said, "Luo Su, disciple of Master Ziyin of Tianyong City in the world of Legend of Sword and Fairy, pays his respects."

"The Legend of Sword and Fairy?" Da Feng Russell scratched his head: "Does the Legend of Sword and Fairy have Tianyong City?"

"Is it possible that Ziyin is actually Murong Ziying? After all, it's all the work of the same team." The enigmatic Russell, having guessed the truth, asked directly, "Where is the plot at now? Has Baili Tusu become a disciple?"

"He's just started learning, and Master is currently calming his evil aura," said Immortal Sword Russell.

He entered the sect three years earlier than Ling Yue, making him the true senior disciple. Currently, he firmly stands at the level of the strongest combat force below the immortals of Tianyong City.

He had already planned to strike first, and when Ouyang Shaogong entered the sect, he would take advantage of Ouyang Shaogong's inattention and use a single strike of "Ten Thousand Swords United" to take him away.

After all, cross-dimensional battles are a piece of cake for every protagonist. With his innate sword physique, fighting a crippled ancient god shouldn't be a big problem for him.

Besides, if all else fails, there's always Master Ziyin to clean up the mess.

This is a true sword immortal, the kind who can ascend to the immortal realm at any time if he wants.

Tsk, I never expected that he would suddenly have another cheat code. Now, not to mention Ouyang Shaogong, he's going to go to Fuxi and ask him to make room for him.

"So what about this one? They haven't said a word since the beginning. And you, stop backing up, or I won't be able to see you anymore."

The Demon Lord Russell turned his gaze in one direction. One of the Russells was in a daze, while another Russell, who had appeared at the very front, had quietly moved to the back of the crowd.

The two Russells who were called out looked up at the Demonic Path Russell, clearly still not quite reacting to the arrival of the cheat.

"Sorry, I'm used to it. As you all know, there's so much fighting and killing in the cultivation world, both open and covert. It's only right that I be cautious. After all, who knows if you're some big shot who has nothing better to do than set up an illusion?"

Russell chuckled as he spoke, slowly pulling out his right hand from his sleeve. With the power surging within him, he was now almost certain that this was indeed his cheat world, and he no longer needed to be as wary as before.

Of course, some caution is still necessary. Who knows if any of these Russells have ulterior motives and want to devour these underlings to replenish their own ranks?

That's how it's written in novels: the protagonist eliminates his parallel world self to gain power, so he has to be wary.

"I think I know which world's Russell you are now." The Demonic Russell covered his face. "Is being cowardly contagious?"

“That’s called caution, that’s called prudence!” Bertrand Russell exclaimed.

Han Li has a small green bottle, and Russell also has a small bronze mirror.

The small green bottle can stimulate the growth of spiritual plants, and the small bronze mirror can replicate magical artifacts and spells.

From a practical standpoint, he is far more dangerous than Han Li.

He struggled his way to the Core Formation stage; it wasn't easy for him. If he hadn't been more cautious, he would have been defeated long ago.

“As for me, I’m just waiting to die,” Xian Ni Russell said in despair.

His life can be described as tumultuous and extraordinary.

He had no spiritual roots, no affinity with immortality; he was merely an ordinary citizen from a small mortal country.

He was living a good life until one day a fireball fell from the sky and his house was gone.

After finally finding a new place, they encountered two cultivators exchanging energy high in the sky.

The only thing that comforted him was that he wasn't the only one who lost his home this time.

So he kept running around, changing places ten times in three years.

Finally, during one of his escape attempts, he accidentally fell off a cliff, into a lake, and lost consciousness.

When he opened his eyes again, he had been swept by the river to the foot of a small village.

He entered a small village and was rescued by a carpenter who changed his clothes and made him a bowl of ginger soup to ward off the cold.

Out of gratitude, he chatted with Wang the carpenter.

You wouldn't believe it until you talked about it, and what you found out was quite surprising.

This place is called Wangjia Village. There are two outstanding children in the village who were chosen by the immortals to be his disciples. One of them is the carpenter's son, named Wang Tiezhu.

Immortal Russell suddenly came to his senses and was about to grab Uncle Wang and run away when he saw a huge face rise into the sky...

"You're a jinx!" Demon Lord Russell silently took two steps back.

This bad luck is really something, it seems like misfortune follows me wherever I go.

"I'm desperate too!" Xian Ni Russell complained repeatedly, even though he just wanted to be an ordinary person.

“Actually, if you think about it from another perspective, you are actually a very lucky person.” Da Feng Russell counted on his fingers: “Two flash floods, three earthquakes, seven battles between cultivators, and this time Teng Huayuan blocked the door, you have survived them all. It’s really not easy.”

"Do you want this good fortune?" Xian Ni Russell glared at Da Feng Russell, then plopped down on the ground.

He had originally resigned himself to dying, but fortunately, there's always a way out, and this time his luck finally turned around.

"It's finally my turn." The swordsman in green, Russell, grinned. "I am a pure swordsman of the Thirteenth Realm. If you're not convinced, come and fight."

This man possessed four natal flying swords, and he called out to fellow Daoist, "Wait, stop, I apologize."

With these four flying swords, he roamed the world unchallenged.

Their reputation in the martial arts world rivals that of Ah Liang, and together they are known as the two utterly depraved individuals.

Russell was very puzzled by this. His way of doing things was much more reliable than A Liang's. To compare him to A Liang was simply lowering his status.

Coincidentally, Ah Liang also looked down on him, believing there was a big difference between a tough guy and a scoundrel.

They're the type who bicker whenever they meet, and slander each other when they don't.

This time, they even agreed to go to the Sword Qi Great Wall together to participate in the "Thirteen Battles," where the loser would have to call the winner "Grandpa."

"To be honest, are you serious about the name of your flying sword?" Zhu Xian Luo Su looked at Jian Lai Luo Su with some doubt.

"Of course I was just joking." Sword-Like Russell patted his back and said softly, "I'm just waiting for this Thirteen-on-One battle to turn the tide in public opinion."

Having arrived in the world of Sword Comes, and becoming a genuine great sword immortal with four natal flying swords, how could he possibly choose those quirky names?

It's one thing to joke around with memes in everyday life, but if he actually adopted these names, Bertrand Russell's name would surely be nailed to the pillar of shame.

This battle for the thirteenth will be the beginning of his reputation reversal.

After Russell's Sword, the last remaining work was the modern style of Russell.

For some reason, Black Myth Russell felt that the Russell in front of him had a very familiar aura.

"Stop looking." Noticing Russell's gaze, high school student Russell calmly turned around, revealing the words "Dachang City No. 7 High School" on the back of his school uniform, and chuckled.

No wonder……

Black Myth Russell chuckled to himself, realizing it was a mysterious resurrection.

Previously, in the first world of the Main God Space, he encountered a Ghost Tamer who controlled Ghost Blood, which is why he felt that the aura was somewhat familiar.

"Let's end this meeting here." The mysteriously resurrected Russell stretched, a third eye appeared between his brows, and a three-pointed double-edged sword materialized in his palm. He said with a refreshed expression, "I'm going back to suppress the supernatural era."

(End of this chapter)