All Realms and Worlds: The Lost Home

A wave of dizziness washed over me.

As soon as the eight people stepped into the Holy Examination area, before they could even steady themselves, the air around them began to distort violently.

"Something's wrong! There's something amiss!"

The cold-faced man let out a low shout, and the evil energy within his body erupted instantly as he tried to stabilize himself.

But it was too late.

Suddenly, several completely different streams of light shot out from the void in all directions.

The streak of light moved at an extremely fast speed, carrying immense power, and instantly rushed in front of the eight people.

A jet-black streak of light, carrying the shimmering light, vanished from its spot in an instant.

Within that stream of light, the outline of a spaceship could be vaguely seen, just as Yao Guang had seen before.

A crimson, malevolent aura coiled around Yue Meng, transforming into a blur as it swiftly sped away into the distance.

The moment Yue Meng cried out in surprise, she was completely swallowed up by the flowing light, leaving only a faint fluctuation of the power of the greedy demon.

The aloof man, the short, stout man, the sinister man, and the charming woman were each enveloped by four streams of ethereal light.

Before the wariness on their faces had faded, they were carried by the flowing light and flew deeper into the fairy pavilion.

The final streak of light, pure white with a faint hint of black, shot straight toward Shen Jianxin.

Shen Jianxin's heart tightened, and he subconsciously tried to activate his Devouring Power for defense.

But then I thought, this is a test from the sacred land, and if I act rashly, I might trigger an even greater crisis.

Moreover, he also had to suppress the restless second personality within him and dared not easily use the power of the Devourer.

In the blink of an eye, a stream of light enveloped him.

A gentle yet irresistible force pulled him along, propelling him swiftly through the void.

The wind whistled past my ears, and the scenery before my eyes changed rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, Liu Guang stopped and gently placed Shen Jianxin in a familiar area.

Shen Jianxin steadied himself and looked up.

Before my eyes, there still stands that ethereal, otherworldly pavilion.

The carved beams and painted rafters, the golden splendor, the swirling clouds and mist, and the calls of cranes were exactly the same as the scene he had seen before.

But for some reason, his vigilance grew stronger.

This place, which seems like a fairyland, has an inexplicable eeriness about it.

The ethereal aura in the air, though dense, was mixed with a faint, almost imperceptible smell of blood and death.

Shen Jianxin took a deep breath, slowly took a step, and carefully walked towards the depths of the pavilion.

His sharp gaze swept over everything around him, not daring to be careless in the slightest.

He knew that the true test of the Holy Testament had only just begun.

Just as he took his third step, the scene before him suddenly changed dramatically.

The once magnificent and resplendent pavilions and towers instantly became dilapidated.

The carved beams were broken, the tiles were scattered all over the ground, and the once white walls were stained red with black blood.

The swirling clouds turned into acrid black smoke, and the cranes' cries became mournful wails.

What was once a fairyland of ethereal beauty has instantly transformed into a living hell.

Shen Jianxin's pupils contracted sharply, and his heart sank.

Illusion!

He realized it instantly.

This is a hallucination specifically targeting him!

"Murderer! Fiend! Prepare to die!"

"Revenge! We must avenge our sect! Avenge the common people!"

Just then, countless angry roars came from all directions.

Shen Jianxin turned his head sharply and saw countless immortals dressed in white rushing out of the dilapidated pavilion.

They all had ferocious expressions, bloodshot eyes, and were surrounded by a dense aura of immortality, holding sharp immortal swords in their hands.

The sword gleamed with a cold, sharp light, pointing directly at Shen Jianxin.

"Kill him! Don't let this monster get away!"

A white-haired immortal roared and made the first move.

With a flick of his sword, a powerful golden sword aura, carrying a sharp edge, slashed fiercely towards Shen Jianxin.

Shen Jianxin's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly turned to the side, narrowly avoiding the sword energy.

"Bang--!!!"

The sword energy slammed into the ground, instantly creating a huge crater and sending debris flying everywhere.

Shen Jianxin did not retaliate, but quickly retreated to create distance.

His brows were furrowed, and his mind was filled with doubt.

A serial killer? A demon?

When did he become a serial killer? When did he destroy their sect?

What on earth is going on with this illusion?

"Shen Jianxin! What are you still standing there for?"

"Kill them! Devour them!"

A cold and brutal voice suddenly rang in Shen Jianxin's ears.

The voice was exactly the same as his own, yet it carried a chilling, bloodthirsty aura.

Shen Jianxin froze and abruptly turned his head to look.

Suddenly, a figure that looked exactly like him appeared beside him.

The figure had bloodshot eyes and was surrounded by dense black energy, exuding a brutal and bloodthirsty aura.

It was the second personality that he had managed to suppress with great difficulty!

At this moment, his second personality appeared before him as an avatar.

"You...how did you get out here?"

Shen Jianxin's voice trembled slightly, almost imperceptibly.

He had clearly done everything in his power to suppress his second personality, so how could he be triggered by the illusion at this moment?

The second personality curled a cruel smile at the corner of its mouth and walked step by step toward Shen Jianxin.

"Why did you come out?"

"Of course, it's attracted by the desires and obsessions in your heart."

He stuck out his tongue, licked his lips, and his eyes gleamed with a bloodthirsty light.

"Look at them, they all see you as a demon and want to kill you."

"Don't you want to fight back? Don't you want to kill them and prove yourself?"

Shen Jianxin clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug deep into his palms, drawing blood.

His eyes were cold as he stared intently at the second personality, without saying a word.

"What? You're afraid?"

The second personality chuckled, his tone full of sarcasm.

"Shen Jianxin, didn't you want revenge?"

"Aren't you trying to find your way home, to return to Earth?"

"Once you devour them, devour everything you see, you will possess enough power."

"As long as you are powerful enough, powerful enough to intervene in the flow of time."

"Then you can extract the moment when Lin Nannan was killed from the river of time."

"Save the child, save her life!"

Lin Nannan!

Upon hearing those three words, Shen Jianxin's body trembled violently.

The coldness in his eyes was instantly replaced by pain and regret.

That was a pain that would never fade from his heart, a demon that he could never erase, no matter how many times he reincarnated.

I still remember that little girl who tried so hard to live.

Yet this innocent child was dragged into an unnecessary conflict because of him.

Ultimately, he met a tragic end at the hands of the enemy.

That scene, like a brand, was deeply imprinted in his mind, impossible to erase.

Over the years, he has worked tirelessly to cultivate his skills and become stronger.

It wasn't just about revenge, it was about returning home.

More importantly, he wanted to find a way to save Lin Nannan.

"Don't hesitate any longer, Shen Jianxin!"

The voice of his second personality rang in his ears again, carrying a strong seductive quality.

"What are you afraid of? Are you afraid of becoming like me? Are you afraid of being devoured by power?"

"But think about it, if you can't save Lin Nannan, what good will it do even if you return home?"

"You will live with regret for the rest of your life, tormented by your inner demons!"

"Why not unleash yourself, devour everything, and gain immense power?"

"What does it matter if I become a demon, as long as I can save that child?"

The words of the second personality, like a venomous snake, burrowed into Shen Jianxin's mind.

His heart began to pound violently.

Yes.

He had considered sacrificing himself to save Lin Nannan from all the worlds.

He had considered unleashing the power of the Devouring Body and becoming stronger at all costs.

But a sliver of hesitation remained in his heart.

Can they really be saved?

Even if he possessed the power to interfere with the flow of time and captured the moment when Lin Nannan was killed, could that child really come back to life?

Moreover, if that child knew that in order to save her, he would not hesitate to devour everything, become a demon, and sacrifice countless lives.

Will she agree?

Would she like Shen Jianxin, whose hands are stained with blood?

Moreover, even if he really became a powerful being in the Shattered Realm, would he really have a way to reverse time and bring back a person who has already died?

Countless questions swirled in his mind.

His eyes became unfocused.

The devouring power within his body also began to stir.

Seeing this, the second personality's eyes flashed with a hint of smugness.

He approached Shen Jianxin step by step, his tone becoming increasingly seductive: "Shen Jianxin, don't hesitate any longer."

"Look, those immortals are still chasing you."

"They see you as a monster; even if you don't kill them, they will kill you."

"Why don't I help you devour them and become stronger?"

As he spoke, the second personality was about to make a move, rushing towards the immortals who were charging towards him.

"stop!"

Shen Jianxin suddenly shouted, and the confusion in his eyes was instantly replaced by determination.

He reached out to stop the second personality, his tone cold and firm: "I won't let you do that."

"I will not act rashly before I have a clear understanding of the situation, much less devour anyone."

Even if Lin Nannan was his inner demon, even if he desperately wanted to save that child.

He will not lose his true self, nor will he become like his second personality, cruel and bloodthirsty, unable to distinguish between good and evil.

"Hmph! Stubborn fool!"

The second personality snorted coldly, a hint of dissatisfaction and murderous intent flashing in its eyes.

"Shen Jianxin, you'll regret this!"

"You'll understand sooner or later that only strength matters!"

Although he said that, his second personality did not forcefully take action.

He stood beside Shen Jianxin, his eyes bloodshot as he stared at the approaching immortals, like a lurking beast ready to pounce on its prey.

Shen Jianxin ignored the second personality and turned his gaze back to the immortals rushing towards him.

He still didn't make a move, but simply kept dodging the immortals' attacks.

He wanted to see what other tricks this illusion had up its sleeve.

He wanted to figure out why these immortals regarded him as a demon, and why they said he had destroyed their sect.

Even if it's an illusion, it shouldn't be something made up out of thin air, right?

There must be some reason for this.

"Bang--!!!"

A celestial sword slammed down beside Shen Jianxin, and shards of stone splashed onto his arm, leaving a small cut.

Fresh blood flowed out instantly.

But Shen Jianxin still did not retaliate.

His gaze remained resolute.

Just then, a clear and angry voice suddenly came from ahead.

"Stop right there, you monster!"

Shen Jianxin looked up abruptly and saw a petite figure rushing towards him, blocking his path.

She was a girl who looked only twelve or thirteen years old.

She was dressed in a white disciple's robe, which was stained with blood, and she looked very disheveled.

Her hair was a little messy, her face was streaked with tears, and her big eyes were bloodshot as she stared intently at Shen Jianxin.

His eyes were filled with anger, hatred, and despair.

She was clearly a cute and delicate little girl, but at this moment she was like an enraged little beast, exuding a fierce aura.

She was clutching a small dagger tightly in her hand.

A faint light shimmered on the short sword, and her hands trembled slightly from the effort she was putting in.

"You fiend! Why did you destroy my sect?!"

The girl's voice, choked with sobs, was still filled with anger as she roared at Shen Jianxin.

"Why did you kill my master! Why did you kill my senior brothers and sisters?!"

Shen Jianxin frowned, looking at the girl in front of him, his heart filled with doubt.

Destroy the sect? Kill the master, senior brothers, and senior sisters?

He never did any of those things.

"I don't."