All Realms and Worlds: The Lost Home

Before the dizziness had completely subsided, a strong, pungent smell of blood suddenly entered Yue Meng's nasal cavity.

She subconsciously frowned, and the power of greed within her instantly tensed, preparing for battle.

The next second, the scene before her eyes became completely clear, causing her to freeze and her pupils to suddenly contract.

This is an enormous dueling arena.

The arena floor was made up of countless enormous beast skeletons, gleaming with a cold, grayish-white luster, with blackened bloodstains and dried flesh residue remaining in the gaps.

The surrounding walls, also made of the spines and ribs of giant beasts, are dozens of feet high, like ferocious beasts, tightly enveloping the entire dueling arena.

In addition to the strong stench of blood, the air was filled with a nauseating stench of decay and a violent, chaotic fel energy.

In the center of the dueling arena, countless people and creatures corrupted by fel energy are engaged in a frenzied battle.

There were werewolves covered in black fur and with bloodshot eyes, wielding sharp claws and tearing a cultivator corrupted by evil energy in half; there were monsters with three heads and six arms, spewing black venom from their mouths, instantly corroding several creatures into a pool of black liquid; and there were cultivators who had been completely consumed by evil energy and lost their minds, wielding blood-stained weapons and hacking and slashing indiscriminately, friend and foe alike.

Screams, roars, the clash of weapons, and the cracking of bones mingled together, like a wail from hell, making one's eardrums ache.

Blood stained the bones beneath their feet, flowing slowly through the gaps in the bones and pooling into small puddles on the ground, emitting a pungent, fishy stench.

Yue Meng hovered in mid-air, looking down at everything with a calm and unwavering gaze.

But for some reason, the scene before her eyes evoked a strange sense of familiarity in her heart.

It was as if she had seen such a scene somewhere before.

No matter how hard she tried to recall, her mind was blank, and she couldn't remember anything.

It's like a memory that has been deliberately erased, leaving only a blurry fragment that lingers in my mind, impossible to shake off.

What struck her as even more bizarre was that the creatures corrupted by the evil energy, no matter how frantically they fought or how close they got to her, would instantly stop moving as soon as they stepped within three feet of her, as if blocked by an invisible force. A look of extreme fear would flash in their eyes, and they would retreat in a sorry state, never daring to approach her again.

They seemed to be born with a fear of her; even when their reason was completely consumed by the evil energy, that deep-seated fear could not be concealed.

Yue Meng frowned slightly and looked down at her hands.

Her hands were fair and slender, without a trace of blood, and her body was surrounded by a faint, deep red demonic power, calm and restrained.

Is it because of the power of the demon of greed?

She pondered to herself.

But she didn't understand what the trials of the Holy Trial were.

What's the point of letting her stand here and watch these creatures kill each other?

Could it be that the test involves her waiting until the very end to kill all these creatures that have fought to the death?

Yue Meng's gaze swept over the creatures below, her eyes showing no emotion whatsoever.

She could clearly sense that the strongest of these creatures corrupted by evil energy was only at the second level of the Breakthrough Realm, most of them were at the first level of the Breakthrough Realm, and there were even some ordinary creatures that had not broken through to the Breakthrough Realm.

With her current strength at the mid-stage of the seventh level of the Breakthrough Realm, killing all these creatures would be a piece of cake, requiring very little effort.

Such a test is far too easy.

She is utterly unworthy of the title of the God of Greed, and even less worthy of her status as a candidate for the successor of the God of Greed.

Something's not right.

Yue Meng murmured softly, her doubts growing deeper.

As a high-ranking evil god in the evil god plane, the test of the Demon of Greed could not be so simple.

There must be something fishy going on here.

She did not act rashly, but hovered in mid-air, quietly watching the battle below. Her eyes were sharp as she carefully observed every detail, trying to find the key to the assessment.

Time slips away, little by little.

The battles in the arena are becoming increasingly fierce.

The once densely packed organisms gradually became sparse.

The werewolf was completely corroded by the monster's venom, the monster's heart was pierced by the cultivator's weapon, and the cultivators, who had lost their minds, also fell one after another in the mutual slaughter.

Each death was accompanied by a piercing scream and spurting blood.

The bloodstains on the ground grew thicker and thicker, and the stench of decay grew stronger and stronger.

Yue Meng's gaze remained calm and unmoved.

She was used to life and death, especially in the realm of evil gods, where the strong prey on the weak and only the fittest survive; such battles were already the norm.

But just then, her gaze suddenly stopped and fell on a corner of the dueling arena.

Among a group of frenzied creatures, there were two girls who looked to be only teenagers, huddled behind a pile of bones, trembling and afraid to move.

They were not tainted by evil energy; they wore tattered white dresses covered in dust and blood, and their faces were filled with fear and helplessness.

When Yue Meng's gaze fell on one of the girls, her body trembled violently, and for the first time, shock appeared in her eyes.

That girl looks exactly like her!

The same face, the same eyebrows and eyes, even the subtle stubbornness between their brows is exactly the same.

It's like seeing another version of yourself.

Yuemeng's heart began to pound violently.

She subconsciously clenched her hands, and the power of greed within her began to stir slightly.

What exactly is going on?

Why would there be a girl who looks exactly like her?

Who is she?

Yue Meng's gaze was fixed on the girl who looked exactly like her, her eyes filled with doubt and shock.

She could clearly sense that the girl had no demonic power, her aura was weak, and she looked like an ordinary mortal girl.

Another girl, with delicate features and tear-streaked face, tightly gripped the hand of the girl who looked exactly like Yue Meng. Her voice trembled and choked with sobs as she whispered, "Yue Meng, will we be able to get back alive?"

Moon Dream!

Upon hearing those two words, Yue Meng shuddered, as if something in her mind had been suddenly struck.

The girl who looks exactly like her is also named Yuemeng?

Could this really be her?

Is it something she experienced in the past?

But she had no memory of it whatsoever.

That memory seems to have been completely erased, leaving a terrifying blank.

The girl named Yuemeng slowly raised her head, her face filled with despair and helplessness. She shook her head and said in a hoarse voice, "I don't know... I don't know if we can get back alive... This place is too terrifying..."

As she spoke, tears streamed down her cheeks, dripping onto the blood-stained bones and spreading out a small wet patch.

The other girl couldn't help but cry too, hugging her tightly and sobbing as she said, "It's all my fault... If I hadn't insisted on coming out to look for treasure, we wouldn't be trapped here... Yuemeng, I'm so sorry..."

The two girls, huddled together, appeared exceptionally small and helpless amidst the bloodshed and carnage.

Moon Dream floated in mid-air, quietly watching them with a complex expression.

A strange pang of pain rose in her heart.

That feeling was both strange and familiar, like feeling sorry for my past self.

She instinctively wanted to intervene and rescue the two girls from this hellish fighting arena.

But just as she was about to unleash the power of the Demon of Greed, she suddenly stopped.

No.

This was a test from the Holy Trinity; she didn't know what consequences her actions would bring.

Moreover, the doubts in her heart have not yet been resolved.

Is this girl who looks exactly like her really her?

Is this footage actually from her past experiences?

If she acts rashly and disrupts the assessment, she may lose her qualification to inherit the Greed Demon's legacy.

Thinking of this, Yue Meng suppressed the turmoil in her heart and regained her composure.

She didn't make a move, remaining suspended in mid-air, her gaze fixed on the two girls, while also closely observing everything happening in the dueling arena.

She wanted to see how this bizarre scene would unfold.

She wanted to find the true answer to the Holy Test.

Time continues to flow.

The battle in the arena was gradually drawing to a close.

In the end, only a few powerful evil monsters remained, fighting each other.

They were covered in wounds, their breathing was disordered, but the crimson in their eyes had not faded, and they continued to attack each other frantically.

"Bang--!!!"

With a deafening roar, the last evil monster was brutally pierced through the skull by the claws of another evil monster.

Black blood spurted out, landing on the skeletons on the ground with a sizzling sound.

The last evil creature slowly collapsed, completely lifeless.

At this moment, the entire dueling arena fell completely silent.

Only the sobs of the two girls remained, sounding exceptionally clear in the empty dueling arena.

The ground was littered with corpses and skeletons, and blood stained every inch of the land. The stench of decay and blood permeated the entire space, making people want to vomit.

Yue Meng frowned slightly, thinking to herself: Is the assessment over just like that?

But then, something strange happened.

Suddenly, a strange black light appeared in the sky above the dueling arena.

The black light slowly descended, enveloping the entire dueling arena.

The corpses of the creatures lying on the ground, whether they were werewolves torn in half, monsters corroded into black liquid, or cultivators who had lost their minds, all began to rapidly reassemble under the shroud of the black light.

Broken limbs were pieced back together; dried blood began to flow again; and the blackened corpse gradually regained its vitality.

In the blink of an eye, all the dead creatures were resurrected.

Their eyes were still filled with crimson, their reason still completely devoured by evil energy.

The moment they were resurrected, they went berserk again, brandishing their claws and weapons and fighting each other.

Screams and roars echoed throughout the dueling arena once again, exactly the same as before, without the slightest difference.

Reincarnation!

Yue Meng's pupils contracted sharply again.

She finally understood.

Once the last creature dies, the cycle of this battle will begin again.

All living beings will be resurrected and begin fighting again, endlessly.

The two girls remained huddled behind the pile of bones, trembling, reliving their previous fear and helplessness.

"Moon Dream, will we be able to get back alive?"

Another girl's voice rang out again, still choked with sobs and trembling, exactly the same tone as before.

The girl who looked exactly like Yuemeng continued to shake her head, her face filled with despair, saying, "I don't know... I don't know either..."