All Realms and Worlds: The Lost Home

"court death!"

Lieyangzi's angry shout interrupted the standoff between the two.

He looked at Shen Jianxin, his eyes filled with murderous intent and rage.

How dare they ruin things for his Lieyang Realm! How dare they save Lin Nannan right in front of him!

Even if the opponent wields the Four Swords of Zhuxian, even if the opponent's aura is exceptionally powerful, he will never show any mercy!

"Dare to disrupt the affairs of my Blazing Sun Realm? I don't care who you are, you will pay a terrible price!"

Before he finished speaking, Lie Yangzi moved and rushed towards Shen Jianxin in an instant.

With a flick of his right hand, a long sword, entirely black and engraved with dark purple dragon patterns, appeared in his hand.

The longsword was wreathed in dense purple lightning, radiating a devastating power.

"Radiant Sun Slash!"

Lieyangzi roared, gripped his longsword with both hands, and raised it high.

The purple lightning around him surged wildly into the longsword.

A massive purple blade of light instantly condensed, reaching a length of several tens of feet.

Lightning flashed across the blade's edge, carrying a sharp aura, as it slashed fiercely down towards Shen Jianxin!

The void was torn apart by the blade's light, producing a piercing sound, and violent energy spread wildly in all directions.

Lieyangzi was already powerful, and now, in his rage, his attack was twice as strong.

Hongjun wanted to see just how powerful this person wielding the Four Swords of Zhuxian really was.

Facing Lie Yangzi's all-out attack, Shen Jianxin showed no fear whatsoever.

He gently shielded Lin Nannan behind him, signaling Jiang Wuchen to protect her.

Then, he moved, and the black energy and sword energy around him erupted simultaneously.

Four illusory sword energies slowly swirled around him.

The pressure from the mid-stage Breaking Realm expert was like Mount Tai pressing down, instantly enveloping the entire battlefield.

As soon as Lie Yangzi's blade light approached the sword energy surrounding Shen Jianxin, it was instantly torn apart.

"Snap—!"

The enormous purple blade of light shattered instantly, like fragile glass, transforming into countless tiny bolts of lightning that dissipated into the void.

Lieyangzi's expression changed drastically as he felt a tremendous force rebounding from the longsword.

He couldn't help but groan, staggering back several steps, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

"How is that possible?!"

Lieyangzi's eyes were filled with disbelief, and he exclaimed in shock.

His all-out attack was easily neutralized by his opponent?

Just how strong is this person?!

Shen Jianxin did not give Lieyangzi time to react.

With a flash, he transformed into a black streak of light and instantly appeared in front of Lieyangzi.

He reached out with incredible speed and grabbed Lieyangzi's left arm.

That force was several times stronger than the force with which Lieyangzi held Lin Nannan back then.

"Snap—!"

A crisp cracking sound rang out again.

The sound was exactly the same as when Lin Nannan's left arm was crushed back then—equally piercing and equally cruel.

"ah--!"

Lieyangzi let out a piercing scream.

The excruciating pain of my left arm bones shattering swept over my entire body like a tidal wave.

He had lived for countless years and had never suffered such pain.

He instinctively tried to struggle, to break free from Shen Jianxin's grasp.

But Shen Jianxin's hand, like an iron clamp, gripped his left arm tightly, without moving an inch.

Shen Jianxin's eyes were cold and ruthless, without the slightest pity.

He looked at Lieyangzi's pained expression and a cold, mocking smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Does it hurt?"

Shen Jianxin's voice was icy cold, like a whisper from hell.

"Back then, when you crushed Nannan's left arm, she was in more pain than you were."

"Don't you enjoy torturing people?"

"Today, I'll let you experience firsthand the pain she endured back then."

Before he finished speaking, Shen Jianxin exerted his strength again.

"Snap—!"

Another sound of bone cracking rang out.

Lie Yangzi's right arm was also crushed by Shen Jianxin.

The double pain caused Lieyangzi to convulse violently.

Cold sweat instantly soaked through his dark purple robe, and his face turned ashen.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his once ferocious face was now filled with endless pain and fear.

He finally realized what a terrifying existence he was facing.

He wanted to beg for forgiveness and wanted to repent.

But when the words came to his lips, he could only let out a weak sob, unable to utter a complete sentence.

Shen Jianxin looked at him, her eyes showing no emotion whatsoever.

He released his grip on Lieyangzi's arms, and in a flash, he appeared behind Lieyangzi.

Before Lieyangzi could fall, he reached out and grabbed Lieyangzi's right leg.

"Snap—!"

The third sound of bone cracking arrived as expected.

Lieyangzi's right leg bent at an odd angle, and the bone was completely shattered.

"Ugh—!"

A heart-wrenching scream echoed through the void once more.

Lieyangzi's body arched violently, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

Cold sweat streamed down his face and neck, dripping into the air and instantly evaporating in the gale.

His consciousness began to blur.

But Shen Jianxin did not stop.

His eyes remained cold, devoid of any pity.

He reached out and grabbed Lieyangzi's left leg.

"Snap—!"

The fourth sound of bone cracking shattered the silence of the void.

Lieyangzi's limbs were all crushed.

It's exactly the same as what Lin Nannan experienced back then.

The limbs were bent at bizarre angles, and blood flowed slowly along the breaks.

In the void, it condensed into dazzling blood flowers, exuding a chilling and tragic aura.

Shen Jianxin released his grip, and Lie Yangzi's body, like a kite with a broken string, slumped limply in the void.

He did not kill Lieyangzi immediately.

He wanted Lieyangzi to live and bear all of this.

He must be made to repent for his actions amidst endless suffering.

He should experience all the pain and despair that Lin Nannan endured back then.

"Lord of the Realm!"

In the distance, the remaining purple-robed men, seeing Lie Yangzi's miserable state, turned pale and cried out in unison.

Although they were afraid, Lieyangzi was their realm lord.

They couldn't just stand by and watch Lieyangzi be tortured.

The men in purple robes exchanged glances, a resolute glint in their eyes.

Their bodies surged with purple energy, and they charged madly towards Shen Jianxin.

"court death!"

The killing intent in Shen Jianxin's eyes intensified.

These same people were also involved in torturing Lin Nannan back then.

They deserve to die too!

Shen Jianxin moved swiftly and without hesitation, rushing towards the group of men in purple robes.

He moved with incredible speed, like a ghost, and instantly appeared in front of a man in purple robes.

Before the purple-robed man could make a move, Shen Jianxin reached out and grabbed his left arm.

"Snap—!"

The sound of bones cracking rang out, and the man in purple robes let out a piercing scream.

Shen Jianxin did not stop. Just like the purple-robed man tortured Lin Nannan back then, he crushed his limbs step by step.

"ah--!"

Screams rose and fell, echoing through the void.

The fear in the eyes of the remaining purple-robed men reached its peak upon seeing this scene.

They wanted to retreat, they wanted to run away.

But Shen Jianxin didn't give them a chance at all.

He flashed through the air, like the Grim Reaper, weaving between the purple-robed figures.

"Snap—!"

"Snap—!"

The sounds of bones cracking and screams of agony rang out continuously.

Each of the purple-robed men had their limbs crushed by Shen Jianxin in the same way they had tortured Lin Nannan back then.

There was no mercy, no pity whatsoever.

Blood debts must be repaid in blood!

Hongjun stood not far away, watching this cruel scene unfold before him, his expression becoming extremely solemn.

He could clearly feel the overwhelming hatred in Shen Jianxin's heart.

That hatred was so palpable, it sent chills down one's spine.

He grew increasingly puzzled: who exactly was this person in front of him?

What exactly is his relationship with Lin Nannan?

Why is he so concerned about Lin Nannan's situation?

Why would he harbor such deep hostility towards me?

Countless questions swirled in Hongjun's mind.

But he couldn't find any answers.

Lin Nannan slumped to one side, watching Shen Jianxin's vengeful expression.

Her left arm was still throbbing with pain.

But in her eyes, there was no fear, only a sense of peace.

She could feel Shen Jianxin's protection, and she could feel the anger and heartache in his heart.

She didn't know who Shen Jianxin was, nor why he was going to such lengths to protect her.

But she could sense that this person wouldn't hurt her.

In the void, the screams gradually faded.

Lieyangzi and all the purple-robed men collapsed in the void.

His limbs were all shattered, blood was everywhere, and he was barely breathing, clinging to life.

They were not killed outright, but they endured torment that was more painful than death itself.

Shen Jianxin slowly turned around and looked at them.

The murderous intent in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by a more complex mix of emotions.

The thrill of revenge, yes.

But more than anything, there was endless bitterness and confusion.

Even if he took his revenge, even if he saved Lin Nannan from the illusion.

But the real Lin Nannan is no longer here.

That deep-seated regret, that irreparable sorrow, still lingered in his heart, impossible to shake off.

"Kill us...please...kill us..."

Lieyangzi spoke with difficulty, his voice hoarse and broken, filled with endless pleading.

He simply couldn't bear such pain.

Rather than prolonging this miserable existence, it's better to die.

Shen Jianxin looked at him without a trace of pity in her eyes.

"Kill you?"

Shen Jianxin's voice was cold and ruthless.

"It's not that easy."

"Back then, when Nannan begged you, why didn't you soften your heart?"

"Back then, when you tortured her, why didn't you show any mercy?"

"Now, it's your turn."

"I will make you die little by little in endless agony."

"I want you to remember forever everything you have endured today."

"Remember, harming the innocent, harming children, will ultimately come at a terrible price!"

Shen Jianxin's voice, like a vow, echoed in the void.

Upon hearing this, the despair in Lieyangzi and the man in purple robes deepened.

They knew that their nightmare had only just begun.

Hongjun stood not far away, looking at Shen Jianxin, his doubts growing deeper and deeper.

He could clearly sense that Shen Jianxin's aura was exceptionally powerful, far exceeding his expectations.

Moreover, Shen Jianxin's aura possessed both the power of devouring and the sword intent of the Four Swords of Zhuxian.

These two forces, so different from each other, were perfectly integrated within him.

What exactly is going on?

Just then, Shen Jianxin's gaze fell on Hongjun once again.

The anger in his eyes had not dissipated.

"Why didn't you intervene back then?"

Shen Jianxin questioned again, his voice still icy.

He turned his head and looked at Lin Nannan behind him.

Looking at her pale face and the wounds on her arms.

The bitterness in my heart surged up again.

Yes, the revenge is complete.

The little girl in the illusion is safe now.

What can be changed by pursuing this further?

But that regret and remorse still cannot be erased.

Just then, the surrounding evil energy suddenly began to become chaotic.

The whispers of the brass statue rang out again, now unusually jarring.

The illusion before my eyes began to distort and shatter.

The figures of Lieyangzi and the purple-robed man, the figure of Hongjun, and this endless void were all gradually dissipating.

Shen Jianxin's expression changed drastically, and he subconsciously reached out to grab Lin Nannan.

But his hand passed through Lin Nannan's figure time and time again, and he couldn't grasp anything.

"My little girl!"

Shen Jianxin roared, his eyes filled with reluctance and unwillingness.

"Don't be afraid, I will find you, and I will always protect you!"

Lin Nannan's figure gradually became transparent.

She looked at Shen Jianxin and gave him a faint but gentle smile.

"Thank you……"

Her voice, faint and ethereal, gradually dissipated into the void.

As Lin Nannan's figure vanished, the entire illusion shattered completely.

The scene before me returned to normal.

Yuemeng remained standing there, blankly murmuring, "Yuemeng... my name is Yuemeng..."

The bronze female statue still floated above Yue Meng's head, but it did not appear to harm her.

Shen Jianxin stood there, his eyes filled with confusion and disappointment.

Everything that just happened felt like a real dream.

He rescued Lin Nannan from the illusion and avenged her.

But when I woke up, everything was still different.

Lin Nannan is still gone.

The second personality's roar gradually subsided and was suppressed once again.

But the pain and regret in my heart only grew stronger.

Shen Jianxin's eyes were filled with bitterness.

Let go of the past?

It's easier said than done.

Lin Nannan's death was like a thorn, deeply embedded in his heart.

I'm afraid I'll never be able to pull it out in this lifetime.

Just then, Yue Meng's body suddenly trembled slightly.

Her empty eyes flickered slightly, as if a glimmer of life had returned.

She slowly raised her head to look at Shen Jianxin, still murmuring, "Yuemeng... my name is Yuemeng..."

This time, however, there was a hint of dependence in her voice.

Looking at Yue Meng, Shen Jianxin felt a slight relief from the bitterness in his heart.

Yuemeng has lost all her memories and is all alone.

How similar she is to Lin Nannan back then.

Shen Jianxin took a deep breath and suppressed his emotions.

He slowly walked to Yue Meng's side and whispered, "Yue Meng, don't be afraid."