All Realms and Worlds: The Lost Home

Lin Nuannuan stood above the deep pit, her clothes fluttering in the purple-gold energy, and black liquid dripped from her long sword, making a "sizzling" corrosive sound.

Her eyes were icy cold, and a purple-gold aura swirled around her, exuding a powerful aura that caused the entire area to tremble slightly.

Just then—

"roar--!"

Several eerie and mournful roars ripped through the sky, coming from the depths of the withered forest!

Five dark figures rapidly approached, hovering in mid-air, facing Lin Nuannuan from afar. The black aura surrounding them was several times denser than that of the village chief.

The leading evil god had bat wings that blotted out the sky, his face was covered with dark red patterns, his eyes were pitch black and pupil-less, and a strange smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

The two evil gods on the left were twisted and covered in viscous black liquid. Several thick tentacles extended from their backs, with barbs at the tips gleaming coldly.

The two evil gods on the right are multi-headed, one head spewing black gas and the other head covered with fangs, roaring continuously from its mouth.

"How dare you kill our comrade, you little bitch, you're asking for death!"

The Bat-Winged Evil God spoke, his voice hoarse and grating, full of killing intent and disdain. His gaze swept over the village chief's corpse in the deep pit, his eyes showing no emotion, only anger towards Lin Nuannuan.

Before Lin Nuannuan could speak, a surge of powerful energy suddenly came from behind her!

The blurry phantom that had been hovering behind her was growing larger and more solid at a speed visible to the naked eye!

The purple-gold aura surged, and the phantom changed from semi-transparent to completely solid. It was similar in size to Lin Nuannuan, but much larger. Dozens of purple-gold tentacles sprouted from its back, and it held a long sword tightly in its hand. Its aura was even more ferocious than Lin Nuannuan's!

"Buzz—!"

The moment the phantom solidified, purple-gold energy swept across the heavens and earth, colliding fiercely with the black malevolent energy of the evil gods, bursting forth with countless energy fragments.

Lin Nuannuan's eyes narrowed, she gripped her long sword tightly, and roared, "You evil gods, you all deserve to die!"

Before she finished speaking, she flashed and transformed into a purple-gold afterimage, instantly rushing into the ranks of the evil gods!

The speed was so fast that even the space itself rippled slightly. The long sword, imbued with purplish-gold energy, slashed fiercely down at the tentacle-like evil god on the left!

"Sizzle!"

The longsword cut through everything in its path, severing two tentacles of the Tentacle God. Black fluid gushed out, and the Tentacle God let out a shrill scream.

At the same time, the purple-gold phantom behind them also moved!

Dozens of purple-gold tentacles suddenly stretched out, like several raging giant pythons, and fiercely lashed at the group of evil gods with tremendous force, accompanied by a deafening roar!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Three tentacles simultaneously struck the multi-headed evil god on the right, causing it to stagger backward, with black blood spurting from both of its heads.

"Ridiculous! Utterly ridiculous!"

The bat-winged evil god sneered, flapping its wings to take flight and avoid the tentacle attacks of the phantom. Its tone was full of mockery, "A monster who has become a god, still thinking about returning to the homeland of mortals?"

He swooped down, his bat wings transforming into sharp black blades, slashing viciously at Lin Nuannuan's back: "To be so attached to the bonds of kinship among mortals, how pitiful and pathetic!"

Lin Nuannuan's eyes turned cold. Instead of retreating, she advanced, swinging her knife with her backhand. Purple-gold energy flowed into the blade, colliding fiercely with the bat-winged black blade!

"boom!"

A burst of immense energy caused the bat-winged evil god to stagger backward, leaving a purplish-gold wound on its wing from which black fluid dripped continuously.

"What do you know!"

Lin Nuannuan roared, her figure flashing once more, appearing before another tentacle-like evil god. She slashed horizontally with her longsword, severing its neck. "My homeland and my people are the meaning of my becoming a god, something you filthy beings could never comprehend!"

"Meaning? Hahaha!"

The surviving multi-headed evil god roared, spitting out two jets of dark energy that shot fiercely towards Lin Nuannuan. Its mockery intensified, "You transmigrators are truly only fit to be nourishment!"

"So what if you become a god? You're still just a lowly bastard who crawled out of a pile of mortals. What right do you have to talk about meaning?"

Lin Nuannuan's eyes blazed with fury, and her body surged with purple-gold energy. She raised her hand and conjured a purple-gold energy barrier to block the dark energy beam.

"Snap—!"

The energy beam was blocked by the purple-gold barrier and shattered instantly, the powerful impact causing the ground to crack.

"Phantom, attack from both sides!"

Lin Nuannuan let out a low shout, her figure flashed, and she circled behind the multi-headed evil god. She thrust out her long sword, accurately piercing its back. Purple-gold energy erupted instantly, wantonly destroying its source.

The phantom understood, and dozens of purple-gold tentacles tightened simultaneously, firmly binding the other tentacle evil god, and pulled hard!

"Sizzle—!"

The tentacle-like evil god was forcibly torn into pieces, its black juice and essence scattered on the ground, instantly burned away by the purple-gold energy.

"Bastard! How dare you kill my comrade!"

The Bat-Winged Evil God was completely enraged. His black aura surged, and his bat wings unfurled, unleashing countless black blades of energy that rained down on Lin Nuannuan and the phantom.

Lin Nuannuan brandished her longsword, and purple-gold energy transformed into a wall of light, blocking all the black blade energy. "Today, I will pay for the blood debts of all the transmigrators you have harmed!"

The phantom waved its tentacle, binding the remaining tentacle evil god and slamming it into the ground with a loud "boom," creating a deep crater. The tentacle evil god was left barely alive.

"Blood for blood? You think you can pay for it all?"

The Bat-Winged Evil God sneered, his figure flashing as he appeared before Lin Nuannuan. His sharp claws, imbued with black malevolent energy, viciously clawed towards Lin Nuannuan's chest. "Wait until I devour your essence, then let's see how you talk about compatriots, how you think about returning home!"

Lin Nuannuan's eyes narrowed, and she dodged the claws by turning to the side. Her long sword pierced through the chest of the bat-winged evil god with precision, and purple-gold energy surged into it.

"ah--!"

The bat-winged evil god let out a shrill scream, its body convulsing, and the black malevolent energy around it grew thinner and thinner.

But just then, from the depths of the underground, countless eerie roars echoed once again!

More evil gods are rapidly approaching, their auras growing increasingly dense and even more ferocious than the ones currently before them!

Lin Nuannuan frowned, and without the slightest hesitation, she twisted her long sword forcefully, severing the Bat-Winged Evil God's origin. The Bat-Winged Evil God fell to the ground, completely lifeless.

She turned and looked at the tentacle-wielding evil god, who was dying in the deep pit, her eyes cold and devoid of any pity.

The phantom's tentacles stretched out again and lashed down fiercely, turning the tentacle evil god into a bloody pulp.

In a short time, of the five evil gods, only one remained, barely clinging to life.

"You...you just wait..."

The tentacle-wielding evil god, clinging to life, spoke hoarsely, his voice filled with fear and resentment, "Our king will come soon. When he does, he will tear you to pieces and turn all the transmigrators into nourishment!"

Lin Nuannuan sneered, her long sword pointing directly at the tentacle-like evil god, its purple-gold energy flashing: "You were already dead before he arrived."

Before she finished speaking, she flashed and brought her long sword down, ending the life of the tentacle god.

But at this moment, countless dark figures had already appeared in the distant sky.

Countless evil gods, like a tidal wave, rapidly approached this place, their roars shaking the heavens and earth, and black baleful energy sweeping across the entire sky.

Lin Nuannuan stood side by side with the purple-gold phantom behind her, her purple-gold energy surging around her, her eyes firm and cold.

"No matter how many come, today I will annihilate all of you filth!"

As soon as she finished speaking, countless evil gods approached and launched the first attack. Dark energy, sharp tentacles, and eerie blade energy swept towards Lin Nuannuan and the phantom!

At this critical moment, an extremely arrogant and disdainful voice suddenly came from above the clouds!

"How dare a bunch of trash who haven't even reached the fifth level of the Breakthrough Realm be so arrogant?"

As the voice faded, a figure in cyan robes soared through the air, hovering between Lin Nuannuan and the evil god's camp, its robes fluttering, exuding an extraordinary aura.

He was a young man dressed in a blue robe, with a handsome face but a hint of arrogance. His left hand steadily held an ancient Bagua mirror, the surface of which shimmered with a faint blue light. His right hand held a snow-white whisk, which swung with an air of pride.

He looked down at the densely packed evil gods below, his eyes filled with disdain, as if the countless evil gods before him were nothing more than ants, utterly insignificant.

After mocking the evil god, he slowly turned his head, his gaze falling on Lin Nuannuan. He flicked his whisk lightly, his tone casual yet containing a hint of warning: "Little girl, as a fellow Earthling, I must remind you that abusing the power of the evil god will lead to corruption."

As he spoke, he focused his mind slightly, his gaze sweeping over Lin Nuannuan. Suddenly, his brows furrowed, and the nonchalance on his face vanished instantly, replaced by a look of utter surprise.

"Wait a minute! That's not right!"

He leaned forward, forgetting to even wave his whisk, his voice filled with disbelief: "How come you're completely uncontaminated? How did you do that?"

He had barely finished speaking when he scratched his head, looking utterly astonished, even the Bagua Mirror shook: "Even my master, who's a scoundrel from countless worlds, can't do that? That's outrageous!"

Lin Nuannuan looked at the blue-robed youth in front of her, who was staring in astonishment and full of curiosity. Her lips twitched violently, and her eyes were filled with speechlessness.

She glanced instinctively at the approaching, menacing evil god, her tone laced with a hint of sarcasm: "Don't you want to check the situation? Those evil gods are about to devour us, and you still have the nerve to gossip?"

Upon hearing this, the young man casually glanced at the evil god below, his face expressionless, and his tone as indifferent as if he were talking about a trivial matter: "Just a bunch of trash."

As he spoke, he flicked his whisk lightly, and the Bagua mirror in his left hand glowed slightly. A faint pressure spread out, causing the approaching evil gods to subconsciously stop in their tracks.

The young man put away his whisk, his nonchalant expression softening, and his tone becoming more serious. He gently stroked the ancient Bagua mirror with his left hand and slowly said, "However, I have investigated for a long time and found that many of my fellow transmigrators from Earth in the myriad worlds have mysteriously disappeared. I think the reason lies in this world."

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man said no more. He flicked his whisk with his right hand and quickly formed a simple Taoist hand seal with his left hand, a faint blue light emanating from his fingertips.

"Taoist magic suppresses evil spirits; the power of the Eight Trigrams is revealed!"

He shouted loudly, raised his left hand sharply, and threw the ancient Bagua mirror high into the air.

The moment the Bagua mirror left his hand, he uttered a series of low Taoist incantations, specifically the Six Jia Secret Incantation from the *Baopuzi*: "Lin Bing Dou Zhe, Jie Zhen Lie Qian Xing!"

The nine-character mantra was powerful and resounding throughout heaven and earth. With each word, the Bagua mirror in the air would light up with a hint of blue light.

The Bagua Mirror spun rapidly in the air, its size suddenly increasing dramatically. The mirror, originally the size of a palm, instantly became over ten feet wide, and the Bagua symbols on the mirror, such as Qian, Kun, Zhen, and Xun, lit up and flowed endlessly.

A powerful, suppressive aura erupted from the Bagua mirror, several times more violent than the aura emanating from the young man earlier.

This oppressive aura carried pure Taoist righteousness, specifically designed to counter the malevolent energy of evil gods. Wherever it passed, the black malevolent energy surrounding the evil gods rapidly dissipated.

The countless evil gods below trembled under the pressure of this suppressing power, their originally arrogant roars instantly turning into mournful and fearful cries.

Many weaker evil spirits even collapsed to the ground, convulsing, without even the courage to raise their heads—the power of the Bagua Mirror to suppress evil was the nemesis of these sinister creatures.

The young man stood with his hands behind his back, his robes fluttering, looking at the Bagua mirror gleaming brightly in the air, a defiant smile playing on his lips: "Now that we've found the root of the problem, today I'll use this Bagua mirror to cleanse you filth!"