All Realms and Worlds: The Lost Home

"Moon Dream... My name is Moon Dream..."

The empty murmurs of the moon dream echoed repeatedly.

Shen Jianxin stood in front of her, looking at her numb and bewildered eyes, his heart filled with bitterness.

At this moment, Yue Meng has completely lost all her memories.

All those painful memories, those warm feelings, and those obsessions that sustained her struggle in the evil god's potion were completely eroded by the evil energy.

Only the two characters "Moon Dream" remained, becoming her sole mark.

Shen Jianxin sighed softly, about to speak, wanting to first comfort the woman who had lost everything.

But at that moment, something unexpected happened!

The twisted brass female statue that had been standing at the core of the dark red pillar of light suddenly broke free from the pillar's restraints.

"Buzz—"

A deep hum resounded, and an eerie black and red aura emanated from the bronze female statue.

With a flash, it soared into the air like a ghost and floated steadily above Yue Meng's head.

The next second, unparalleled evil energy, like a flood bursting its banks, surged forth from the bronze statue.

The evil energy was dark and viscous, carrying the eerie whispers unique to brass statues, and instantly enveloped the entire core area.

Shen Jianxin's expression changed drastically, and he subconsciously circulated his spiritual power to resist.

But this evil energy was far too powerful, far exceeding his expectations.

Even though he was already a powerful being in the mid-stage of the Breaking Realm, this evil energy still forcibly invaded his sea of ​​consciousness.

The scene before my eyes instantly twisted and shattered.

The figure of Yue Meng, the outline of the bronze female statue, and the dark red pillar of light all vanished before my eyes.

Instead, there was an endless void, pitch black and deep, with howling winds.

And that scene, which he could never forget in his entire life, a scene that haunted him like a nightmare—

The moment Lin Nannan was killed flashed clearly before his eyes once again.

In the endless void, the golden light curtain of the Primordial Heavens Array still shone brightly.

Hongjun stood before the light screen, his body radiating Daoist energy, his gaze fixed intently on Lieyangzi and his group.

His expression was calm and undisturbed, as if everything before him had nothing to do with him.

Not far away in the void, the Chaos Gods stood entrenched.

A dark gray aura surged and swirled, like a ferocious beast ready to devour its prey, seemingly observing yet waiting for an opportunity to strike.

The standoff between the three forces was briefly halted due to the disappearance of the divine gun and the capture of Lin Nannan.

Only the raging void winds continued to howl, tearing at this cold nothingness and emitting piercing wailing sounds.

Lieyangzi slowly walked up to Lin Nannan, who was being held by the man in purple robes.

The dark purple dragon-patterned robe fluttered in the gale, and the purple lightning surrounding him flickered faintly, each wisp of lightning exuding suppressed rage.

The divine spear had vanished into thin air, shattering all his expectations.

At this moment, the only way to barely make up for the losses from this interdimensional journey is to cling to Lin Nannan, who is their "lifeline".

He reached out, his thin but strong fingers gripping Lin Nannan's slender left arm.

The purple energy at her fingertips, like a venomous snake, seeped wildly into Lin Nannan's body along her skin.

He wanted to investigate, to explore the dimensional traversal power within the girl's body; that was his sole objective for this trip.

Lin Nannan was already exhausted and powerless.

As Lieyangzi's icy fingers gripped her arm, she felt a bone-chilling cold spread from her left arm throughout her body.

I couldn't help but shiver, my body trembling slightly uncontrollably.

She instinctively tried to struggle, but her limbs were firmly bound by purple energy.

Forget about resisting, it couldn't even manage a slight sway.

She could only watch helplessly as Lieyangzi's energy roamed freely within her body, her heart filled with fear and despair.

She knew perfectly well that her ability to travel through time had long been completely sealed off as her energy was depleted.

The Homecoming System has fallen into a deep sleep, and at this moment, she is just an ordinary junior high school student with no strength to even kill a chicken.

A child who can't even protect himself.

Lieyangzi's brows gradually furrowed.

The energy at my fingertips probed again and again.

However, within Lin Nannan's body, apart from the faint life force found in a mortal's body, not even the slightest fluctuation of dimensional energy could be detected.

That special power that allowed her to freely travel between dimensions vanished without a trace, as if it had never existed within the girl at all.

"Um?"

Lieyangzi's tone revealed a hint of doubt, which quickly turned into deep impatience.

The probing energy grew increasingly fierce, like a sharp blade, almost tearing Lin Nannan's meridians apart.

Even so, nothing was found.

Lin Nannan's body remained a barren wasteland, with nothing special about it.

"Damn it! Where are your abilities?!"

Lie Yangzi exerted sudden force, and the fingers gripping Lin Nannan's arm tightened abruptly.

His knuckles turned white from the force, and his eyes instantly became bloodshot.

His once stern face was now twisted into a ferocious expression, and his voice was hoarse and violent, like that of an enraged beast.

"Answer me! Where did your dimensional travel ability go?!"

Lin Nannan cried out in pain as he pinched her.

The bones in my left arm felt as if they were about to be crushed, and the excruciating pain spread from my arm throughout my entire body.

But she didn't even have the strength to speak; she could only open her mouth and let out a weak sob.

She wanted to explain, to tell Lieyangzi, that her abilities had disappeared.

But the intense pain and fear made it impossible for her to form words.

She could only let the tears slide down her cheeks, her eyes filled with pain and pleading.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Lieyangzi assumed that she was deliberately hiding something.

The anger in his heart burned ever brighter, like a wildfire spreading across the land.

He traveled across dimensions to come here specifically for Lin Nannan's time-traveling ability.

He intends to use this ability to travel through the heavens, plunder resources, and strengthen the power of the Blazing Sun Realm.

But now, the divine spear is lost, and even Lin Nannan's abilities have disappeared.

How could he possibly tolerate this?

"You've actually lost the ability to travel between dimensions!"

Lieyangzi seemed to have finally accepted this fact, his tone filled with disbelief and rage.

"Useless! What a complete waste!"

"I went to great lengths, crossing dimensions, only to capture a useless piece of trash!"

Before he could finish speaking, a fierce glint appeared in Lieyangzi's eyes.

The hand gripping Lin Nannan's left arm suddenly exerted force.

"Snap—!"

A crisp sound of bone cracking rang out, particularly jarring in the silent void.

Lin Nannan's left arm bent down at an odd angle.

The excruciating pain of shattered bones swept over her body like a tidal wave, instantly overwhelming her consciousness.

"ah--!"

A piercing scream burst from Lin Nannan's mouth.

The scream, filled with heart-wrenching pain, pierced through the raging winds and echoed throughout the entire battlefield.

Her body convulsed violently, and cold sweat instantly soaked through her cartoon hoodie.

His face was as pale as paper, his lips were bitten until they bled, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Her once clear and bright eyes were now filled with endless pain and fear.

She is not a cultivator, she has no powerful physical body, and she has no energy to protect her.

She was just an ordinary girl from Earth, a child who had just started junior high school.

Such pain from a fractured bone would undoubtedly be devastating torment for her, enough to completely break her down.

Upon seeing this, Shen Jianxin's body stiffened abruptly.

A surge of overwhelming anger and pain welled up from the depths of his heart and soared into the sky.

Unlike last time.

This time, he was no longer the severely injured and powerless cultivator in the Inner Realm.

He was already a powerful being in the mid-stage of the Breaking Realm, wielding immense power enough to crush everything before him!

"My little girl..."

Shen Jianxin's voice was hoarse, like a piece of iron being ground down by a strong wind.

The clarity in his eyes faded, replaced by a scarlet killing intent and a deep-seated regret.

Just then, a violent and insane voice quietly appeared in his mind.

That was his long-suppressed second personality, Shen Jianxin!

"kill!"

"Kill them all!"

The roar of the second personality, violent and bloodthirsty, echoed wildly in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"All the worlds have been sacrificed! Revenge!"

"Let all beings in the myriad realms pay the price for Nannan's death!!"

The roar, filled with boundless ferocity, relentlessly eroded Shen Jianxin's reason.

This time, however, Shen Jianxin did not resist.

He allowed that violent killing intent to spread rampantly within his body.

Yes, revenge!

He wants revenge!

Lieyangzi, and all those who have harmed Nannan, must pay for their crimes in blood!

Just as Lieyangzi was about to attack Lin Nannan again, two men in purple robes were carrying the limp Lin Nannan and were about to bring her to Lieyangzi.

A figure suddenly appeared from the void.

"Whoosh—whoosh—whoosh—whoosh—"

Four sharp whooshing sounds rang out.

Four streaks of light flew out from his hands, carrying a world-destroying sword intent, pointing directly at Lieyangzi!

It's the Four Swords of Zhuxian!

Shen Jianxin looked at Lin Nannan, who was about to be brought before Lieyangzi, and made a decisive move without hesitation.

The Four Swords of Zhuxian are supreme treasures of the primordial world, possessing boundless power.

Wherever the sword shadows swept past, the void was torn apart, revealing hideous cracks.

Hongjun, who was standing to the side, was instantly shocked upon seeing this, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"The Four Swords of Zhuxian?!"

"Who is this person? Why does he look exactly like Shen Jianxin, the suppressed Inner Realm cultivator?"

Hongjun's gaze was fixed on Shen Jianxin, who was in control of the Four Swords of Zhuxian, his eyes filled with doubt.

He was in charge of the Great Dao of the Primordial World and had seen and experienced much, but he had never seen such a sight before.

Two identical people, one suppressed and unable to move, the other wielding the Four Swords of Zhuxian, making a powerful move.

What exactly is going on?

Before Hongjun could think further, the sword intent of the Four Swords of Zhuxian swept over.

The two purple-robed men holding Lin Nannan's hand suddenly changed their expressions and instinctively tried to defend themselves.

However, their strength was as insignificant as ants in the face of the sword intent of the Four Swords of Zhuxian.

"Sizzle—!"

The sharp sword intent instantly tore the two purple-robed men to shreds.

Blood and bits of flesh splattered in the air, quickly swallowed up by the raging gale.

Shen Jianxin flashed and instantly rushed to Lin Nannan's side.

He reached out, his hand trembling, to shield Lin Nannan behind him.

The trembling was not from fear, but from excitement and relief.

This time, he made it.

This time, he would never let this child die at Lieyangzi's hands again!

"Don't be afraid, little one."

Shen Jianxin's voice carried a barely perceptible sob, yet it was exceptionally firm.

"I will protect you. This time, no one can hurt you."

Lin Nannan slumped behind him, her left arm throbbing with pain, but upon hearing that familiar voice, she still raised her head slightly.

The fear in his eyes faded slightly, replaced by a look of bewilderment.

Just then, Hongjun's voice rang out again, carrying a hint of solemnity and doubt.

"Who are you? And why do you possess the Four Swords of Zhuxian?"

He stepped forward, his gaze fixed on Shen Jianxin, his Daoist aura slowly circulating around him, ready to strike at any moment.

The Four Swords of Zhuxian are supreme treasures of the primordial world, possessing boundless power. If they fall into the hands of evil people, they will surely bring endless trouble.

He had to find out the identity of the person in front of him, and the origin of the Four Swords of Zhuxian in his hands.

Meanwhile, the Chaos Gods on the sidelines were behaving strangely.

They no longer laughed out loud, no longer shouted recklessly.

Each one of them was like a puppet, motionless and expressionless.

His eyes were empty and devoid of any spirit, as if he had lost all consciousness and was simply sitting stiffly in the void.

This bizarre scene deepened Hongjun's doubts.

Upon hearing Hongjun's words, Shen Jianxin slowly turned his head to look at him.

There was no reverence in his eyes, only overwhelming anger.

Why aren't you making a move?

Shen Jianxin's voice was icy cold, carrying a strong sense of accusation.

"She's just a child! How can you bear to stand there and watch her be tortured?!"

His roar shook the surrounding void, causing it to tremble slightly.

That anger, that resentment, that despair were clearly conveyed to everyone present.

Hongjun was stunned.

He looked at Shen Jianxin's angry expression, his eyes filled with confusion.

Why is he so angry with himself?

He had never met this person before, so why was there such deep hostility?

What Hongjun didn't know was that this was an illusion, and even he was a person in the illusion.

The world that Shen Jianxin traveled to back then was not the true primordial world.

It was actually a projection of the primordial world that Hongjun had deduced for Jiang Wuchen.

The Hongjun who coldly observes is merely the Hongjun of the projected world, not the real Hongjun.

Shen Jianxin, however, had already experienced all of this.

He watched Lin Nannan being tortured to death, watched Hongjun stand by indifferently, and watched himself powerless to do anything.

That hatred was already deeply ingrained in his bones.

Now, seeing this scene again, seeing Hongjun again, the hatred in his heart erupted instantly.

At the same time, there was also a sense of relief.

Because this time, he has the power to change everything.

He has the ability to save Lin Nannan and the ability to avenge her.