All Realms and Worlds: The Lost Home

Yao Guang was gripped by intense mental pollution, trembling all over and losing consciousness.

He watched helplessly as Wen Xuyan attacked Wen Yan frantically, but he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand. The anxiety and resentment in his heart almost consumed him.

Just then—

"boom!"

A vast and powerful aura suddenly descended from the sky, causing the entire village to tremble slightly!

A slender yet upright figure suddenly hovered above the village, her clothes fluttering, surrounded by a faint light, completely out of place in this dark and eerie world.

It was Lin Nuannuan!

Her brow furrowed, her sharp gaze sweeping over the village below, her tone filled with doubt and scrutiny: "This? This is the space where you're trapped?"

The sound was loud and clear, piercing through the howling wind and echoing between heaven and earth.

Only deathly silence answered her.

The village was deserted, with only eerie rustling sounds coming from the withered trees and faint shouts of fighting coming from inside the earthen houses.

Lin Nuannuan frowned even more deeply and murmured softly, "It seems that really was the last shred of consciousness."

She focused her mind slightly, sensing the surrounding atmosphere, her expression gradually becoming serious: "The atmosphere here? It's so chaotic!"

"It's all negative emotions: despair, fear, resentment... No wonder it's the filthy place where those evil gods live!"

The words had barely left her lips when her expression suddenly shifted. She sniffed the air, a flicker of shock in her eyes: "Hmm? This scent? What's going on?"

"How can there be so many auras of Earth transmigrators? And... they all carry a strong sense of despair, as if they've been kept in captivity for a long time!"

Lin Nuannuan suddenly lowered her head, her gaze fixed on the dense, eerie, and gloomy withered forest on the ground.

When she saw the shape of the dead trees and the faint traces of human presence and blood in the woods, her expression changed drastically, and the doubt in her eyes was instantly replaced by overwhelming rage!

"asshole!"

A furious roar shook the clouds, causing them to churn and the cold wind to abruptly cease!

Lin Nuannuan's aura instantly became extremely violent, and the golden halo surged like a tsunami, sweeping across the entire sky and causing the space to distort slightly.

Her eyes were icy cold and filled with murderous intent as she stared intently into the depths of the village—in the direction of the village chief!

At the same time, inside the village chief's earthen house, the village chief, who had been sitting calmly, suddenly stood up abruptly, and the indifference and ease on his face vanished instantly.

His brow furrowed, his expression grave, as he intently sensed the violent aura emanating from the sky. His voice was filled with astonishment and vigilance: "What's going on?"

"How could an evil god have intruded into my garden? And this aura... it's so violent, it's definitely not an ordinary evil god!"

In the sky, Lin Nuannuan's anger had completely erupted.

She clenched her fists, her knuckles white, and roared at the ground with a deafening roar, her voice filled with grief, indignation, and boundless hatred: "Come out here! You scum!"

"You bunch of scum! Isn't blocking our way home enough?"

"You want to keep us Earth transmigrators here like livestock, trampling on us at will! Doesn't anyone in your world ever transmigrate to other worlds?!"

"Aren't you afraid that karma will catch up with you, and retribution will be inevitable?!"

The moment the roar subsided, a powerful and violent mental pressure erupted from Lin Nuannuan's body, like a giant wave sweeping across the entire space, covering the village, the withered forest, and even spreading to every corner of this world.

This spiritual pressure, carrying extreme anger and determination, specifically countered the negative energy of this world. Wherever it passed, the cold and eerie atmosphere quickly dissipated.

Deep underground, countless lurking evil gods were awakened by this violent spiritual pressure.

They all raised their heads, their dark eyes fixed on the sky where Lin Nuannuan was, each with a different expression.

Some of the evil gods looked terrified, their bodies trembling. They were clearly so frightened by Lin Nuannuan's oppressive aura that they didn't even have the courage to raise their heads.

Some of the evil gods revealed eerie and greedy smiles, with black saliva dripping from the corners of their mouths and their eyes full of provocation, as if they wanted to test Lin Nuannuan's strength.

Inside the earthen house, Yao Guang's originally chaotic mind was not suppressed under this violent yet pure spiritual pressure; instead, it instantly fell into a state of chaos.

The scene before my eyes quickly distorted and dissipated.

The darkness of the earthen house, Wen Xuyan's roars, and Wen Yan's pain all vanished.

Instead, he found himself in a warm and familiar environment—his home on Earth.

Sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, spilling onto the soft sofa. The air was filled with the faint aroma of food. On the living room wall hung a photo of him, his wife, and daughter, their smiles radiant and comforting.

Yao Guang stood frozen in place, his eyes wide open, his face filled with disbelief and astonishment, his whole body trembling slightly.

Is this a dream?

Shouldn't he be in that bizarre world of evil gods, tormented by mental pollution, watching helplessly as Wen Xuyan and Wen Yan kill each other?

How did I suddenly end up back on Earth?

Just as he was feeling lost and helpless, a gentle voice, soft enough to melt hearts, came from the direction of the kitchen and gently lingered in his ears: "Xiaoyu, hurry up and wake Dad up, or he'll be late for work."

That sound...

Yao Guang's heart clenched suddenly, and tears welled up in her eyes instantly, blurring her vision.

It's his wife, Su Wan!

Immediately afterwards, a soft, childlike voice hopped over, full of childlike innocence: "Daddy! Daddy, wake up! The sun's already high in the sky!"

Yao Guang slowly turned her head and looked in that direction.

He saw a little girl wearing a pink dress and with two pigtails skipping and hopping towards him. Her round face and bright, sparkling eyes, like two ripe grapes, were her daughter, Xiaoyu.

At the kitchen doorway, a woman in an apron smiled gently, her gaze fixed on him, her eyes filled with doting affection and tenderness—she was the wife he had longed for day and night, the woman he had thought of countless times.

Yao Guang stared blankly at the two people in front of her, her lips trembling slightly, unable to utter a single word. Tears, like uncontrollable pearls, streamed down her cheeks.

It's not a dream...

This is not an illusion...

This must all be true...

He really saw his wife and his daughter!

"Dad! Why are you crying?"

Xiaoyu ran up to him, tilting her round little face up, and gently touched his cheek with her chubby little hand, her voice full of concern: "Does something hurt? Xiaoyu will blow on it for Daddy, and it will feel better!"

As she spoke, Xiaoyu tiptoed and gently blew a few breaths on his cheek, a gesture that was both childlike and heartwarming.

Yao Guang could no longer hold back. She grabbed Xiao Yu, who was rushing over, and hugged her tightly. She then reached out and pulled Su Wan, who was walking over quickly, into her arms as well.

The familiar temperature and familiar scent made his heart tremble.

This is his wife, his daughter, and the only obsession he has with returning home, despite crossing countless worlds and experiencing countless despairs and hardships!

It is the only reason why he can grit his teeth and persevere no matter how many times he is tormented by mental pollution or how desperate the evil god forces him!

"Honey, what's wrong?"

Su Wan gently patted his back, her voice tender, her eyes filled with worry: "Why are you suddenly crying? Are you too tired from work?"

Yao Guang buried her face in their necks, crying her heart out, sobbing and repeating over and over, "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay..."

"I just want to hold you all..."

"Just being able to hold you all again, just being able to see you all again... I'm content, truly content..."

His voice was hoarse and choked with emotion, filled with grievance, longing, and ecstasy. Emotions that had been suppressed for countless years finally erupted at this moment.

Su Wan smiled helplessly, gently stroking his hair, her tone full of doting: "What nonsense are you talking about? We've always been here."

"Xiaoyu is still here. She's such a big girl, and she's still crying. Aren't you ashamed?"

Although she said that, her arms were tightly wrapped around Yaoguang, without letting go at all, and the tenderness in her eyes was almost overflowing.

Little Yu, nestled in his arms, stretched out her chubby little hands and hugged Yao Guang's neck tightly, saying softly, "Daddy and Mommy are so embarrassing! Daddy cried, and Little Yu saw it!"

The childlike voice, filled with innocence, was like a ray of light, illuminating all the despair and gloom in Yao Guang's heart.

Yao Guang hugged them and cried even harder, not because of sadness, but because of ecstasy and the preciousness of having regained what she had lost.