All Realms and Worlds: The Lost Home

boom--!!!

The giant sword, carrying the might of the Four Immortal-Slaying Swords, slashed fiercely at the restrictive array of the rules of the heavens. The terrifying sword intent and energy collided, stirring up a vast sky of waves. Even the rules of heaven and earth in the Myriad Realms Secret Realm trembled violently, as if they were about to collapse at any moment.

The giant sword that Jiang Wuchen transformed into shone brightly. The golden sword intent intertwined with the four-colored sword light of the Four Swords of Zhuxian, forming a pillar of light that stretched across the heavens and the earth. Wherever the pillar passed, the void shattered, the dust dissipated, and even the air was scorched and distorted.

His aura was rising at an alarming rate!

From the peak of the ninth level of the Breaking Realm, he gradually approached the legendary Shattering Realm. With each step forward, the pressure of heaven and earth grew stronger, and every wisp of sword intent became more and more fierce, as if it could shatter all things in the world and break all shackles.

"I will ride the wind and soar ninety thousand miles! The Demon-Slaying Sword rises—!!!"

A roar that shook the universe erupted from the giant sword. It was Jiang Wuchen's voice, filled with endless determination and obsession, carrying the grief and anticipation of generations of transmigrators. It pierced through the noise of the battlefield and resounded throughout the entire Myriad Realms Secret Realm.

Before the words were finished, the sword intent on the giant sword surged several times over again, the sword body trembled violently, and countless tiny streams of sword intent burst out from the giant sword, converging into an even larger and sharper sword light. The four swords of Zhuxian circled around the sword light, their rotation speed reaching its limit, and the power of the Zhuxian Formation was fully activated!

"cut!"

Each word uttered carried the weight of a thousand pounds!

The sword light, imbued with all of Jiang Wuchen's power and obsession, carrying the might of the Immortal Slaughtering Formation, once again fiercely slashed towards the restrictive array of the heavenly rules!

Snap! Snap!

This time, it was no longer a faint tremor, nor a fine crack; a clear, piercing cracking sound resounded throughout the heavens and earth.

Everyone looked up and saw that the rule-based restriction array that had covered the sky and suppressed the transmigrators for countless eons had its originally fine cracks spread out instantly under this attack, covering the entire surface of the array like a spider web. A huge crack that was visible to the naked eye appeared in the center of the array, emitting a faint aura of void.

The magic circle is broken!

Although it's just a crack, and it hasn't completely shattered yet, this is enough!

This crack is a glimmer of hope, the closest that time travelers have ever come to breaking free from their shackles and embarking on the road home!

All the powerful transmigrators present, upon witnessing this scene, had their eyes instantly ignite with a fierce light. The grief and obsession that had been building up in their hearts for countless eons erupted completely at this moment.

Unable to contain their excitement any longer, they roared and charged towards the magic array in the sky. Their auras surged, and without hesitation, they unleashed the ultimate techniques they had cultivated throughout their lives, fiercely attacking the crack.

"The Primordial Chaos—Boundless!!"

A powerful transmigrator, dressed in a long black robe and with an aged face, formed hand seals. A dense aura of primordial chaos emanated from his body, which coalesced into a massive palm print. This palm print contained immense power of heaven and earth, carrying a world-destroying momentum, and slammed into the crack in the magic array.

He was a transmigrator who had lived for several lifetimes, witnessing firsthand the slaughter of countless compatriots by the geniuses of all realms, and witnessing countless transmigrators paying the ultimate price for returning home. Now, seeing the hope of breaking the magic array, he unhesitatingly devoted all his strength.

"Heaven-Slaying Blade! Rending the Firmament!"

Another transmigrator, burly and exuding a berserk aura, wielded a long, jet-black sword covered in grotesque patterns, radiating a sharp, piercing intent. He raised the sword high and brought it down with a mighty slash. A massive beam of light, like a silver river falling from the heavens, carried immense power as it struck the magic array, attempting to tear the crack in it completely.

"The Mantra of Free Will! All things follow my will!"

A clear female voice rang out, and a beautiful female transmigrator dressed in white appeared. Her figure was agile, and she was surrounded by a faint white light. With a wave of her hands, countless white lights converged into countless tiny sword lights, which shot towards the cracks in the magic array like a rainstorm. Each sword light contained sharp power and kept impacting the barrier of the magic array.

"Mystic Ice Palm! Freezes Ten Thousand Miles!"

"The Heavenly Seal! Stealing all the fortune of heaven and earth!"

"The Heart Sutra of Non-Action! Act in accordance with the will of Heaven, and destroy to establish!"

"Heaven-Burning Technique! Blazing flames burn away all shackles!"

"Thunder Finger! A thunderous force, shattering realms and breaking formations!"

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Roars and ultimate techniques erupted one after another. Countless transmigrators, regardless of their strength or cultivation level, poured out all their power at this moment, unleashing the ultimate techniques they had cultivated throughout their lives without reservation towards the rule-restricting array.

Xuanhuang Palm Print, Heaven-Slaying Blade Light, Free-flowing Sword Light, Xuanbing Cold Qi, Heaven-Stealing Mark, Wuwei Qi Flow... Countless forces of different colors and auras converged into an immense torrent of energy, crashing madly towards the cracks in the magic array like a tsunami.

Click—click—!!!

The cracking sounds continued, and the cracks on the magic array grew larger and wider. The spiderweb-like cracks that originally covered the magic array had now merged into one. The light of the magic array was also becoming dimmer and dimmer, and the aura around it was constantly weakening. Clearly, it was about to give way.

"No! We can't let them succeed!"

A prodigy from countless realms, witnessing this scene, instantly changed his expression. He roared furiously, his voice tinged with hysterical madness: "Stop them! They want to break through to a higher realm! They want to break the rules! They'll have to see if we agree!"

"Everyone! Attack together! Intercept their attack! We must not let this formation shatter! Otherwise, once Jiang Wuchen breaks through to the Shattering Realm, once the transmigrators break free of their shackles, our myriad realms will never have a day of peace again!"

This prodigy's roar instantly awakened all the prodigies from all realms present.

They also knew that once the magic array shattered, and once Jiang Wuchen broke through to the Shattering Realm, what awaited them would be annihilation!

The transmigrators have endured countless lifetimes, their hearts filled with endless grief, anger, and murderous intent. Once they break free of their shackles, they will surely seek revenge. At that time, the geniuses of all the heavens and myriad realms will likely become their targets for vengeance, and even the beings of all the heavens and myriad realms will be implicated.

More importantly, they have always regarded time travelers as outsiders, as enemies who would rob them of their resources and seize their opportunities. If time travelers could really break the rules and even embark on the road home, then all the efforts they have made over the years to suppress time travelers and seize resources would become meaningless.

"Attack! Stop them!"

"We must not let them break the magic array! Kill!"

"For all the heavens and realms! For our world! Let's give it our all!"

Roars erupted as countless geniuses from all realms unleashed their ultimate techniques, their auras surging as they charged madly toward the transmigrators who were attacking the array, attempting to intercept their attacks and protect the shattering array of rules and restrictions.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The transmigrator's attack and the interception by the geniuses of the myriad realms collided violently in mid-air. Countless energy shockwaves swept wildly in all directions, the void shattered continuously, the earth trembled continuously, and broken stones and wood flew everywhere. The entire Myriad Realms Secret Realm instantly turned into a battlefield.

Just then, countless faint spatial fluctuations suddenly appeared in the void, and figures slowly emerged from the spatial rifts. They were dressed in different clothes and had different auras. Some were old, some were young, some were strong, and some were weak, but in their eyes, there was a trace of confusion, a trace of vigilance, and a trace of loneliness that was not easily detected.

They are transmigrators who have just crossed space and arrived at the Myriad Realms Secret Realm!

They may come from different worlds, have different experiences, or have never met or even heard of each other. But when they step into the Myriad Realms Secret Realm and feel the presence of their fellow beings who share the same aura, their confusion and wariness instantly vanish, replaced by a strong sense of belonging and resonance.

There were no words, no communication, not even eye contact.

When they sensed the intense grief and obsession emanating from their compatriots, the tragic atmosphere of the battlefield, and the shattering rule-restricting array in the sky, all the newly arrived transmigrators suddenly emitted a dazzling light from the Sentinel fragments within their bodies!

Om-! ! !

Countless faint rays of light burst forth from the bodies of each transmigrator. These rays of light, like sparks, converged into a dazzling sea of ​​stars. Above the sea of ​​stars, a faint resonance power emanated. At this moment, all the Sentinel fragments within the transmigrators resonated wildly.

The Sentinels were their compatriots, the kindest and most upright among the transmigrators, heroes who were cruelly murdered by the geniuses of the myriad realms while protecting their compatriots and seeking the coordinates for returning home.

The Sentinel Fragments are the remnants of the Sentinel's soul. They are the bonds that connect the time travelers, and symbols of their obsession with returning home and their determination for revenge.

"kill!"

A deep and resolute roar erupted from the mouth of a young transmigrator who had just arrived. His cultivation was only at the first level of the Breaking Realm, making him as insignificant as an ant on this battlefield filled with powerful figures. Yet, his eyes were filled with determination and resolve.

As soon as he finished speaking, he flashed away without hesitation, rushing madly towards the geniuses from all realms who were intercepting his compatriots, even though he knew that he was no match for them, and even though he knew that once he went there, he might never return.

Once there's a first, there's a second, a third...

Countless transmigrators who had just arrived roared and, disregarding their own safety and the difference in cultivation levels, rushed towards the battlefield. They fought alongside the transmigrators who were already there, bombarding the rule-restricting array together and intercepting the attacks of the geniuses from all realms.

Many people know clearly that their journey may have come to an end.

Among them, some had just broken through to the Realm of Breaking Boundaries, while others had just bid farewell to their ties with this myriad worlds. Before they had even had time to familiarize themselves with this world or find hope of returning home, they were about to die on this unfamiliar land.

They also have family, friends, and people they care about, waiting for them to return to their distant hometowns and reunite with their families.

They also wanted to live, to return home, and to see their family and friends again.

But they knew even better that if they retreated or gave up now, all the efforts of the transmigrators would be in vain, the sacrifices of all their compatriots would be meaningless, and their path home would be completely cut off.

Rather than merely surviving, we should fight with all our might to pave a bloody path for our compatriots and for their journey home!