All Realms and Worlds: The Lost Home

He suddenly raised his hand and hurled the black spear at his second personality.

The spear, carrying a violent force, a dense evil aura, and a piercing whistling sound, shot towards the second personality like a meteor.

Despite the oncoming spear, the second personality showed no fear whatsoever.

He slightly raised his hand, and a ball of dark, malevolent energy once again condensed in his palm.

He suddenly raised his hand and slammed the evil energy in his palm against the oncoming spear.

"Bang--!!!"

A violent explosion rang out as the dark, malevolent energy collided violently with the spear.

A violent force erupted instantly, the shockwave sweeping around, scattering debris and spreading evil energy.

The jet-black spear was instantly shattered by the evil attack of the second personality, turning into countless fragments that dissipated into the air.

The evil god cultivator with a human body and a snake tail suddenly changed his expression, and the disdain in his eyes was instantly replaced by astonishment and disbelief.

"How...how is this possible?!"

"How could you possibly possess such immense power?!"

He couldn't believe his eyes.

His spear was forged from the most evil material in the world of evil gods, and its power was boundless. Even a cultivator in the mid-stage of the Breaking Realm could not easily break it.

But this seemingly frail human cultivator in front of him simply shattered his spear with a casual slap!

This is simply unbelievable!

The second personality did not answer his question.

His eyes remained cold and crazed. With a slight movement, he appeared before the evil god cultivator with a human body and a snake tail, as if by magic.

The evil god cultivator with a human body and a snake tail changed his expression drastically, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

He wanted to retreat, he wanted to fight back, but his speed seemed so slow in front of the second personality.

The second personality had already reached out and was tightly gripping his neck.

"Snap—!"

With a crisp cracking sound, the neck of the evil god cultivator with a human body and a snake tail was snapped instantly.

The fear in his eyes froze instantly, and his body began to wither and rot rapidly.

Like the three-headed lion monster before it, it eventually turned into a pool of black blood and disappeared on the ground.

The second personality slowly released her hand, looked at the blood on the ground, and a strange and cold smile appeared on her lips.

"It's still not enough..."

"I want to kill more... I want to kill all the madmen!"

In his heart, he was screaming wildly.

In his view, all living beings in this world are madmen.

They were all madmen filled with madness and bloodlust, who only knew how to kill and devour.

Because every living being he encountered was like that.

The three-headed lion monster is mad and bloodthirsty, devouring its own kind.

A malevolent cultivator with a human body and a snake tail, insane and violent, who takes pleasure in killing.

And then there were the evil gods and beings he encountered next.

Some were bizarrely shaped evil gods and monsters, while others were evil god cultivators with ferocious faces.

They are all the same: insane, bloodthirsty, and violent, devoid of any reason whatsoever.

Their only pleasure is killing and devouring other living beings.

They attack and devour each other, all in order to continuously increase their own power.

The second personality is hunting frantically in these mountains.

He didn't know how many he had killed, or how many living beings he had hunted.

All he knew was to keep killing and venting the hatred in his heart.

Each time he killed an evil god, the hatred in his heart would lessen a little.

Each time he kills an evil god, his power increases by one point.

His body, nourished by evil energy and tempered by slaughter, grew stronger and stronger.

His wounds had long since healed completely, replaced by a dark, sinister aura that covered his body like armor.

His gaze grew colder, more crazed, and more intense.

His aura grew increasingly violent, increasingly eerie, and increasingly terrifying.

He has even surpassed his original peak strength and is rapidly advancing towards a higher realm.

His figure could be seen everywhere in the mountains.

Everywhere there were traces of slaughter, everywhere there was blood and bones, everywhere there were mournful roars and explosions.

The already desolate and eerie mountain range has now become like a living hell.

Those evil spirits that used to roam freely in the mountains are now filled with fear and unease.

They sensed the terror of the second personality and the threat of death.

They began to flee frantically, trying to escape the mountains and the second personality's hunting.

But their speed is so vulnerable in the face of the second personality.

No matter where they escape to, no matter where they hide.

The second personality can easily find them and can strike without hesitation to completely kill them.

"Run...run fast!"

"That human is a devil! He is a devil!"

"Help... Someone please help me!"

Heart-wrenching screams echoed continuously through the mountains.

Those evil spirits were terrified and fled in a frenzy.

But ultimately, they cannot escape it.

The second personality, like a demon from hell, is frantically reaping lives in these mountains.

Wherever he went, nothing grew, and life was ravaged.

No living being could survive in his hands.

"Hahaha... Run! Keep running!"

The second personality let out a maniacal and violent laugh, a shrill laugh that echoed throughout the entire mountain range.

"Aren't you all crazy? Aren't you all bloodthirsty?"

"What? Scared now? Running away now?"

"It's too late! It's all too late!"

"All of you, all living beings, will be buried with me for the hatred in my heart!"

His laughter was filled with madness, hatred, and a destructive urge.

The winds linger throughout the entire mountain range, sending chills down one's spine.

He laughed as he frantically hunted down the fleeing evil god creatures.

Each strike carries boundless power, and each strike can instantly kill an evil god.

Time slips away, little by little.

The number of evil spirits and creatures in the mountains is decreasing.

Originally, they were rampant and domineering evil gods and monsters, and originally, they were insane and violent evil god cultivators.

Either be killed by the second personality, turning into blood or bones.

They were either so frightened that they fled the mountains completely and never dared to return.

In the end, only the second personality remained in this mountain range filled with restrictions.

He stood quietly at the highest point of the mountain range, his gaze sweeping over his surroundings.

Looking at the blood and bones at my feet, looking at this desolate and eerie mountain range.

The madness in his eyes showed no sign of diminishing, and the hatred in his heart showed no sign of abating.

"Not enough... still not enough..."

His voice was hoarse and violent, carrying a hint of resentment.

"Killing so many still can't quell the hatred in my heart..."

He raised his head and looked towards the direction beyond the mountains.

A glint of madness and greed flashed in his eyes.

"There's no more prey left in this mountain range..."

"Then I'll go beyond the mountains, to kill even more living beings, to slaughter all the madmen in the world!"

He gradually realized that it wasn't just the creatures in this mountain range that were mad.

All the beings in the world of evil gods are madmen.

In fact, all living beings in the myriad realms are madmen.

Because every living being he encountered was so insane, bloodthirsty, and violent.

What he didn't know was that he was only encountering beings from the world of evil gods.

It is only this peculiar world that has created these insane creatures.

What he didn't know was that deep within his soul, Shen Jianxin's true self was still dormant.

Still clinging to their last shred of conviction, still waiting for the chance to awaken.

All he knew was that he harbored endless hatred, and that he wanted to kill and destroy.

He wants to kill all the madmen and make all the heavens and myriad worlds pay the price for the hatred in his heart!

"All the heavens and myriad worlds..."

A strange and cold smile curled at the corners of the second personality's mouth.

With a slight movement, he sped away like a ghost towards the direction beyond the mountains.

He was incredibly fast, his figure elusive, and he vanished into the distance at the edge of the mountains in an instant.

The world of evil gods is about to be swept by an unprecedented storm of slaughter.

The instigator of this storm was Shen Jianxin's second personality.

A personality filled with hatred, madness, and destructive desire.

He was unaware of his origins, his past, or his longing to return home.

All he knew was that killing was his only pleasure.

Hatred was his only obsession.

Destruction was his only goal.

He is like a devil from hell, about to unleash a bloodbath in this world of evil gods.

His footsteps will certainly not stop at the world of evil gods.

Sooner or later, he will leave the world of evil gods and go to all the myriad realms.

He brought his hatred, his madness, and his destruction to every living being in all the myriad realms.

Shen Jianxin's true self remained dormant deep within his soul.

Unbeknownst to him, his body had been taken over by a second personality filled with hatred.

Unbeknownst to him, the obsession in his heart had been twisted into endless hatred.

He had no idea what kind of self he would face when he awoke again.

You will face a second personality, filled with killing and destruction, hatred and madness.

A war that belongs to Shen Jianxin himself, a war between his true self and his inner demons.

It is about to erupt quietly deep within his soul.

The outcome of this war will determine Shen Jianxin's fate.

That will determine whether he can overcome his inner demons and rediscover his true self.

They will still be completely consumed by their inner demons, forever reduced to a killing machine filled with hatred and destruction.

The winds of the evil god's world still howl.

It carried a strong sense of malevolence, a pungent smell of blood, and an endless aura of slaughter.

This foreshadows an unprecedented storm that is about to break.

Meanwhile, Shen Jianxin's second personality has already ventured into the heart of the world of evil gods.

His gaze, cold and crazed, was fixed on a direction ahead, a direction brimming with evil and life.

There, there are more evil gods and more "madmen".

There, he had targets to vent his hatred and prey to enhance his power.

"You lunatics... I'm coming..."

A cold, hoarse voice came from his mouth.

His figure moved again, like a ghost, quickly darting away in that direction.

The killing continues.

Hatred continues to spread.

A future filled with destruction and madness awaits Shen Jianxin.

And it is also waiting, throughout all the heavens and myriad worlds.

No one knows what this transmigrator, possessed by his inner demons, will bring to the myriad realms.