All Realms and Worlds: The Lost Home

boom--!!!

The four swords of Zhuxian, imbued with sword intent, charged toward Xiaoyaozi, Li Sinan, and Chen Su with earth-shattering force. The four-colored sword light intertwined to form a sky-filling sword net, and the sharp sword intent tore through the void, leaving behind dark cracks. Even the rules of heaven and earth trembled violently, as if they would collapse in the next second.

Jiang Wuchen stood in mid-air, his silver robes fluttering in the wind. The overwhelming aura of the Shattered Realm emanated from him, his eyes as cold as frost as he stared intently at the three people in front of him. With a thought, he increased the speed of the Four Swords of Immortal Slaughter by three points, pushing the power of the Immortal Slaughter Sword Formation to its limit. Countless runes burst forth from the swords, entwined with sword light, and slashed fiercely at the three people.

Although Jiang Wuchen has just broken through, he has mastered the ultimate sword intent of all realms.

"not good"

Xiaoyaozi suddenly unfolded his folding fan, and the cloud pattern on the fan surface surged. Countless streams of pure white energy gushed out from the fan, converging into a huge defensive barrier. Runes flowed on the barrier, exuding a rich Taoist aura, and it stood firmly in front of him, attempting to resist the fierce attack of the Four Swords of Zhuxian.

Li Sinan's face remained cold and stern. As he formed hand seals, black energy surged around him, converging into a long, jet-black sword. The sword was covered with ferocious patterns and exuded a chilling aura. He wielded the sword and slashed fiercely, a huge black sword light tearing through the air and colliding violently with the sword light of the Four Swords of Zhuxian.

"clang--!!!"

The sound of metal clashing reverberated throughout the universe, and terrifying energy shockwaves swept wildly in all directions, shattering large areas of the void. Rock fragments and broken wood flew everywhere, and on the battlefield below, the surviving transmigrators and geniuses from all realms were all blown away by this shockwave.

Jiang Wuchen's killing intent remained undiminished. With another thought, the sword intent sword behind him suddenly surged several times in size, transforming into a giant blade that spanned the heavens and earth. Carrying the power of the Four Swords of Zhuxian, it once again fiercely slashed towards the three of them.

Just as the giant blade was about to strike the three, a cold and arrogant voice suddenly came from the void, piercing through the roar of the battlefield and clearly reaching the ears of everyone present. It carried a hint of mockery, a hint of impatience, and an undeniable air of authority:

"Alright! A bunch of high-sounding people! They won't even go all out."

The moment the words fell, a crimson streak of light flashed out from the void at extreme speed, instantly appearing between Jiang Wuchen and the three. Blazing flames surged from its body, forming a massive fire barrier that forcefully blocked the giant sword blade between the three.

"boom--!!!"

The giant sword blade slammed into the flame barrier. The terrifying sword intent collided violently with the scorching flames, causing the flame barrier to tremble violently and countless sparks to fly, yet it managed to block the attack.

Jiang Wuchen frowned deeply, a hint of surprise and displeasure flashing in his eyes. His aura slightly solidified, and the Four Swords of Zhuxian and the Sword Intent Longsword instantly stopped in mid-air, staring intently at the crimson figure.

Xiaoyaozi, Li Sinan, and Chen Su also stopped their attacks, looking at the newcomer with complicated expressions. They were all too familiar with this figure.

Clad in fluttering red robes, surrounded by blazing flames, with an arrogant face and icy eyes, he was none other than Fen Lie, who had turned and left not long ago!

No one expected that at this critical moment, Fen Lie would reappear and even stop Jiang Wuchen's attack, acting as a mediator!

On the battlefield below, the surviving transmigrators and geniuses from all realms raised their heads and stared intently at Fen Lie, their eyes filled with disbelief. No one could understand why Fen Lie, as a top expert from all realms who had always been an enemy of transmigrators, would intervene to mediate at this moment.

Fen Lie slowly turned around, his gaze sweeping over Xiaoyaozi, Li Sinan, and Chen Su. A mocking smile curled at the corner of his lips, his tone icy and tinged with disdain: "You three, isn't it just that you don't want all the geniuses of the myriad realms to die, and you don't want the myriad realms to fall into chaos?"

His gaze slowly shifted to Jiang Wuchen, his eyes filled with a complex mix of displeasure, understanding, and mockery: "Jiang Wuchen, all you want is for us to hand over the person who killed the Sentinel, to find your way home, to avenge your fallen fellow transmigrators, and to vent the Sentinel's rage after death, right?"

Jiang Wuchen's aura turned cold, his eyes growing even icy as he stared intently at Fen Lie. His tone carried a hint of accusation and killing intent: "Since you knew, why did you still try to stop me? The deaths of the Sentinels are the fault of the Prodigies of the Myriad Realms, and these Transmigrators who died in the Myriad Realms Secret Realm died at their hands. Today, I will make them pay the price they deserve!"

"cost?"

Fen Lie snorted coldly, his tone carrying a hint of impatience and determination: "I'm telling you clearly, we didn't send anyone to kill the sentries!"

"In these myriad realms, numerous forces exist, a diverse mix of good and bad. There are countless hidden, long-established powers, countless heaven-defying secret realms and inheritances, and countless powerful individuals who exist outside the rules. Even those at the Shattering Realm cannot control everything, nor can they know everything!"

He paused, then continued, "The myriad realms are not monolithic. We too have people we care about, things we want to protect, and our own obsessions and helplessness. We are not bloodthirsty people, nor do we want to exterminate all transmigrators!"

"The Shattering Realm is very powerful; they can shatter worlds with a wave of their hand, and killing a Breaking Realm expert is as easy as cutting weeds at the root. But Jiang Wuchen, I ask you, can you kill everyone in all the heavens and myriad realms?"

His burning gaze was fixed on Jiang Wuchen, and he spoke each word with unwavering force: "You can't!"

"I don't believe that you transmigrators have absolutely no ties to any of the myriad worlds! Can you really turn a blind eye to your comrades who fought alongside you, the friends you made in those worlds, and those who silently protected you?"

"Also, I don't believe you really know nothing about Su Qingyuan and Wu Xusong's affair!"

"Transmigrators establish themselves in countless worlds, make close friends, and even find a world they want to protect. Do you really intend to drag down all other transmigrators like yourself, and those who care about you, all for the sake of revenge?"

Jiang Wuchen's body stiffened slightly, the killing intent in his eyes faded a little, and a ripple stirred in his heart.

He was naturally aware of the affair between Su Qingyuan and Wu Xusong.

Transmigrators travel to countless worlds, endure hardships, take root in these worlds, and make many close friends. They have always been working hard in silence, improving their cultivation while searching for their way home. Many transmigrators have not plundered the resources of countless worlds, nor have they ever indiscriminately killed innocent people.

If he were to truly slaughter all the geniuses of the myriad realms, causing chaos throughout the heavens and myriad realms, those hidden forces would inevitably join forces to besiege the transmigrators. The events involving Su Qingyuan and Wu Xusong would continue to unfold, and those transmigrators who, like them, had ties in the myriad realms would inevitably be implicated, and might even lose their lives.

But when he thought of his compatriots who died in the Myriad Realms Secret Realm, when he thought of the Sentinel's tragic death, when he thought of the oppression and slaughter suffered by transmigrators for generations, Jiang Wuchen's grief and killing intent surged up again, and the coldness in his eyes reappeared.

Fen Lie took in Jiang Wuchen's changing expression. He snorted coldly and continued, his tone laced with sarcasm and accusation: "The geniuses of the myriad realms never resent all transmigrators, but rather those who, under the guise of transmigrators, plunder the resources of other worlds and seize their opportunities, yet refuse to lend a helping hand when those worlds face crisis and are on the verge of collapse, even taking advantage of their misfortune!"

"You, Jiang Wuchen, although you are also a transmigrator, you received the support of the Primordial World, refined the Primordial World projection world, became a World Lord, and even broke through to the Shattered World Realm. You have the Primordial World as your backing and the Four Swords of Zhuxian as your reliance. You have never plundered the resources of the myriad worlds like those greedy transmigrators. But do you think that all transmigrators are like you?"

"Those greedy transmigrators, in the myriad worlds, burned, killed, looted, and committed all sorts of atrocities, destroying countless small worlds and killing countless lives. The blood debts they owe are too numerous to count!"

"Those who were harmed by greedy time travelers, those who lost their homes and loved ones—is there no one who vents their resentment towards them on other innocent time travelers?"

The fiery words, like sharp blades, pierced Jiang Wuchen's heart, causing his body to stiffen once again, a trace of confusion and struggle flashing in his eyes.

He never imagined things would turn out this way.

He had always thought that the Pride of All Realms resented all transmigrators, and that all transmigrators, like him, longed to return home and seek revenge. But he never expected that the Pride of All Realms' resentment was targeted, and that among the transmigrators, there were also some greedy individuals who brought endless trouble and disaster to other transmigrators.

Fen Lie looked at Jiang Wuchen's bewildered expression, a mocking smile playing on his lips. His tone was tinged with disdain: "You transmigrated to the Primordial World, received its support, became its inheritor, and even refined its projection world, becoming a realm lord. The Primordial World should be celebrating, right?"

"Fortunately, the people they chose weren't those greedy fools; fortunately, you can bring fortune and resources to the primordial world; fortunately, you can protect the primordial projection world instead of destroying it!"

"But what about you? Right now, all you want is revenge, to vent your anger, to slaughter all the geniuses of the myriad realms, even if it causes chaos in all the heavens and myriad realms, even if it implicates innocent transmigrators, even if it destroys the primordial projection world you yourself are protecting, you don't care. Is this you, Jiang Wuchen?"

Jiang Wuchen snapped back to reality, his confusion replaced by anger and resentment. He stared intently at Fen Lie, then glanced at Xiaoyaozi, Li Sinan, and Chen Su beside him, his voice laced with a roar and accusation: "I know all of that! But what about those transmigrators who died in the Myriad Realms Secret Realm?"

"What about those who paid the ultimate price to help me break through, to break the rules and restrictions, and to secure a path home for us transmigrators?!"

"They died tragically and heroically. Even in their dying moments, they longed to return home and avenge their people. Was their sacrifice in vain? Can those geniuses from all realms who murdered them go unpunished?!"

Jiang Wuchen's roar, filled with boundless grief and resentment, resounded throughout the entire Myriad Realms Secret Realm. The surviving transmigrators below, upon hearing Jiang Wuchen's words, their eyes reddened, a flicker of grief and determination flashing within them, as they roared in unison: "Revenge! Avenge our compatriots!"

The voice was loud and clear, shaking heaven and earth, carrying the obsession and grief of generations of time travelers.

Seeing Jiang Wuchen's excited expression and the grief-stricken transmigrators below, Fen Lie's eyes flashed with impatience. He roared sharply, "Enough! Jiang Wuchen!"

"I thought you weren't at least not a hypocrite, that you could at least distinguish between what's important and what's urgent, and that after breaking through to the Shattered Realm, you could shoulder the responsibilities of a Shattered Realm expert. But now it seems you're no different from those high-sounding hypocrites!"

"You want to break through, you want to find your way home, you want to vent your anger after the Sentinels' deaths—fine! Go ahead and kill!"

His fiery tone grew increasingly cold and arrogant as he pointed at the myriad geniuses below, each word ringing out with force: "You'd better kill everyone in all the myriad realms, leave no one alive! Including your master, your grandmaster, your uncle, those in the myriad realms who care about you, and all the beings in the primordial projection world you protect!"

"Go and sacrifice yourself to all realms, go and destroy everything, go and become a sinner for all eternity!"

"I'm asking you this: do you really think those at the Shattered Realm are invincible?!"

Fen Lie took a step forward, his body engulfed in blazing flames that surged once more. The overwhelming pressure of his Shattered Realm cultivation level locked onto Jiang Wuchen, his tone laced with mockery and accusation: "Do you really think you can protect the primordial projection world that made you a Realm Lord? Having lost the authority of a Realm Lord, you still want to maintain the Shattered Realm? Do you really think the Shattered Realm is in charge of all these myriad worlds?"

"Utterly ridiculous!"

The last four words were almost roared out by Fen Lie, filled with endless mockery and disdain, as if he were laughing at Jiang Wuchen's naivety and his impulsiveness.

As soon as he finished speaking, Fen Lie no longer glanced at Jiang Wuchen, nor at Xiaoyaozi and the other two, nor even at the battlefield below. With a flash, he transformed into a streak of crimson light and flew towards the depths of the Myriad Realms Secret Realm. His speed was so fast that he instantly disappeared from everyone's sight, leaving only a wild and arrogant aura that permeated the world.

The entire room fell silent.

Whether it was Jiang Wuchen, Xiaoyaozi, or the other two, whether it was the transmigrators below or the geniuses of all realms, everyone fell silent. Fenlie's words, like a heavy hammer, struck everyone's heart, causing them all to fall into deep thought.

Jiang Wuchen stood in mid-air, his aura fluctuating between strong and weak. His eyes were filled with struggle and confusion. His fiery words, like a sharp blade, pierced through his disguise and awakened the reason in his heart.

He was not a bloodthirsty person. What he wanted was never to slaughter all the geniuses of the myriad realms, nor to cause chaos in the myriad realms. What he wanted was only to avenge his compatriots, to find the way home, and to make those who killed his compatriots and blocked his way home pay the price they deserved.

But Fen Lie's words made him realize that if he really went his own way and slaughtered all the geniuses of the myriad realms, he would only implicate the innocent, destroy everything he cared about, and make those compatriots who died sacrifice in vain.

But if he were to stop now, how could his fallen comrades, those who sacrificed themselves to help him break through, rest in peace? How could he avenge the Sentinels? How could he end the oppression and slaughter that transmigrators had suffered for generations?

Torn between his determination for revenge and the innocent entanglements of his people, between the sacrifice of his compatriots and the safety of the heavens, Jiang Wuchen found himself in a dilemma, as if he were being roasted over a fire, caught between a rock and a hard place, unable to make a decision.

Looking at the awkward situation before him, and at Jiang Wuchen who was caught in a dilemma and struggling with his expression, Xiaoyaozi felt secretly anxious.

He knew that Jiang Wuchen was currently caught between grief and reason, on the verge of madness. If he didn't speak up or persuade Jiang Wuchen, Jiang Wuchen might completely lose his mind and actually slaughter all the geniuses of the myriad realms in the Myriad Realms Secret Realm.

At that time, the myriad realms will inevitably fall into chaos, and countless hidden forces will join forces to besiege the transmigrators. Even as a powerful being at the Shattered Realm, Jiang Wuchen will find it difficult to resist and will ultimately meet his demise. Those innocent transmigrators will also be implicated and fall into an abyss of no return.

Xiaoyaozi took a deep breath, suppressing his anxiety, and slowly took a step forward. His gaze fell on Jiang Wuchen, and his tone was gentle, with a hint of persuasion and understanding: "Jiang Wuchen, I know you hate, I know you feel wronged, I know the grief and resentment in your heart, and I know that those compatriots who died are extremely important to you."

"Those transmigrators who sacrificed themselves to help you break through and to break the rules and restrictions deserve to be remembered by all of us. Their obsessions deserve to be fulfilled by all of us, and their vengeance deserves to be avenged by all of us."

"But, just like my senior brother (Fen Lie) said, it's not wrong for you to want revenge, to seek justice for your compatriots, and to find your way home. But you can't act impulsively, you can't let grief and anger cloud your judgment, and you can't let revenge implicate the innocent and destroy everything you care about."

"A Shattered Realm expert bears the responsibility of protecting the balance of all realms. You are no longer the desperate cultivator who could only struggle to break through realms. You have the ability and strength to investigate the truth behind the Sentinel's death, to find the real killer, to avenge your compatriots, and to fight for a true path home for transmigrators, instead of destroying everything in such an extreme way..."

Xiaoyaozi's words, gentle yet powerful, gradually awakened Jiang Wuchen's reason, trying to calm him down and make him understand that revenge is never just about killing.

But before Xiaoyaozi could finish speaking, a cold and authoritative voice suddenly rang out, interrupting Xiaoyaozi and reaching Jiang Wuchen's ears. Jiang Wuchen's body froze instantly, and the struggle in his eyes was replaced by shock.

The one who spoke was none other than Li Sinan, who had remained silent all along!

Li Sinan stood still, still dressed in his black official robes, his face stern, his eyes deep, and he exuded an aura of majesty and mystery.

"Sentinels can be resurrected."