All Realms and Worlds: The Lost Home

Shen Jianxin fell silent.

He looked at Wen Yan, and a complex mix of emotions welled up inside him.

In fact, he had already noticed Wen Yan's abnormality during the battle just now.

Wen Yan's power system has encountered a serious problem.

That demonic power, though domineering and fierce, also carried an extremely strange corrosive quality.

It not only corrodes the physical body, but also pollutes a person's soul.

He could clearly sense that a faint, sinister mark had appeared in Wen Yan's soul.

Although it is still very weak, if it continues to develop, it will eventually get out of control like Wen Xuyan did.

Wen Yan cultivates the same demonic system as Yao Guang, which is itself the power of an evil god.

This power, by its very nature, carries an evil attribute.

Given Wen Xuyan's example, Shen Jianxin knew he had to remind Wen Yan.

"Wenyan, there's something I must tell you."

Shen Jianxin took a deep breath and said in a serious tone.

"During the battle just now, I sensed an anomaly in your power."

"There's something wrong with the power of anger and demons you're cultivating."

Wen Yan was startled, and the pain in her eyes was gradually replaced by confusion.

"Is there a problem? What problem?"

"This power will corrupt your soul."

Shen Jianxin's tone was extremely serious, "There is already an evil mark in your soul."

"If you continue cultivating, you will, like Xu Yan, be completely corrupted by this power and lose control."

"At that time, you will lose your mind and become a monster who only knows how to kill, hurting even more innocent people."

"No...impossible!"

Wen Yan shook his head violently, his eyes filled with disbelief. "This power was taught to me by Brother Yaoguang."

He said that this power could make me stronger.

"How could it possibly corrupt my soul? How could it possibly make me lose control?"

Shen Jianxin felt helpless looking at Wen Yan's excited expression.

He knew that Wen Yan didn't want to believe this fact.

After all, this force is his only source of support right now.

It was his hope for revenge, and his reason for living.

I know you don't want to believe it.

Shen Jianxin's tone softened somewhat, "But it's the truth."

"You've already seen what happened to Xu Yan."

"It was because she cultivated this power that she became corrupted and lost control."

"You and she practice the same system."

Wen Yan fell silent.

He slowly lowered his head and looked at his hands.

Shen Jianxin's words struck him like a hammer blow.

He had to admit that Shen Jianxin was right.

He has recently noticed something is wrong with himself.

Sometimes, he would lose control of his emotions and become extremely irritable and bloodthirsty.

They might even be awakened by nightmares in the middle of the night, with images of killing constantly flashing through their minds.

He always thought it was because he had lived in the world of evil gods for too long.

But now he understands that this is evil power subtly influencing his soul.

He slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with confusion and struggle.

"Then... what should I do?"

"The fate of this power is already obvious."

"But should I give up now?"

Wen Yan's voice trembled, filled with resentment, "To have all my cultivation dissipated and become a powerless mortal?"

"If I become a mortal, how will I return to Earth? How will I bring back Xu Yan's corpse?"

"How can we fight against the enemies of all the heavens and myriad realms?"

How do we find our way home?

A series of questions came out of Wenyan's mouth.

Every question was like a sharp knife, piercing his heart.

Giving up power is equivalent to giving up revenge, giving up everything.

If you continue to cultivate, you will be corrupted by evil power, just like your sister, and turn into an out-of-control monster.

On one side is the hope of returning home, and on the other is the despair of being out of control.

He was caught in a difficult dilemma and was in great pain.

What puzzled him even more was whether this power was truly his own.

He recalled the process of cultivating this power.

He went from an ordinary person to the mid-stage of the Breakthrough Realm in a very short time.

That feeling didn't seem like something I had cultivated little by little.

Instead, it was as if someone had forcibly infused it with power; it was fast, abrupt, and without any hesitation.

"Is this power... truly mine?"

Wen Yan muttered to herself, her eyes filled with doubt and confusion.

He even began to suspect that he was merely a vessel for this power.

Once the power gets out of control, he will be completely devoured and cease to exist.

Looking at Wen Yan's painful struggle, Shen Jianxin felt a surge of emotion.

He stepped forward, sat down next to Wen Yan, and slowly said, "Wen Yan, actually, I envy you."

Wen Yan was startled and looked at Shen Jianxin with a puzzled expression.

"Envious of me?"

"Now that I've become like this, what's there to envy?"

Shen Jianxin smiled, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

Wen Yan fell silent.

He didn't understand why Shen Jianxin would envy him.

Shen Jianxin's strength is far superior to his, and his foundation is also more solid.

How could someone like that envy someone who relies on evil power to quickly improve their abilities?

Seemingly seeing through Wen Yan's doubts, Shen Jianxin slowly began to recount his experiences.

"Actually, I've also had experiences of rapidly improving my skills."

"At that time, I was eager to become stronger and to protect the people I wanted to protect."

"They focused solely on improving their cultivation level, neglecting the cultivation of their mental state."

"As a result, inner demons arose, giving rise to a second personality."

The words "second personality" carried a subtle, almost imperceptible weight when uttered by Shen Jianxin.

This was a secret he kept to himself and had never told anyone.

But seeing Wen Yan's current appearance, he couldn't help but speak out.

He wanted Wen Yan to know that rapid improvement in strength was not a good thing.

"Inner demons? A second personality?"

Wen Yan was shocked, her eyes filled with surprise.

He never imagined that a cultivator with such upright roots as Shen Jianxin would have inner demons, and even develop a second personality.

"That's right."

Shen Jianxin nodded, his eyes filled with memories. "My inner demons are mostly because of one person and one event."

"But another reason is that my strength improved too quickly, and my mindset couldn't keep up."

"The path of cultivation emphasizes gradual progress, a solid foundation, and the simultaneous improvement of one's state of mind and cultivation level."

"If you only pursue the improvement of your cultivation level and neglect the cultivation of your mind, it is easy to breed inner demons."

"Once inner demons take root, they will continuously erode your soul, driving you mad and out of control."

Wen Yan listened quietly, a sense of awe washing over her.

He finally understood why he had become increasingly irritable and bloodthirsty.

It wasn't just because of the corruption of evil energy; another reason was that his strength increased too quickly, and his mental state couldn't keep up.

He went from an ordinary person to the mid-stage of the Breakthrough Realm in just a few months.

Such a rapid pace of improvement, seemingly defying the odds, actually harbors hidden dangers.

He had no time to calm his mind, nor time to adapt to his own power.

In addition, the subtle influence of evil forces had already caused inner demons to quietly grow in his heart.

"Me, Yaoguang, Xuyan, and I are all like this."

Wen Yan spoke slowly, her voice low, "We are all ordinary people who were brought here by a mysterious force."

"Yaoguang received the inheritance of the Demon of Anger, and then passed on this power to me and Xuyan."

"We cultivate this power, and our improvement speed is astonishing."

"It took less than half a year for him to go from an ordinary person to the middle stage of the Breakthrough Realm."

"Looking back now, it really felt like I was forcibly injected with power."

"We didn't have our own cultivation process at all; we were just passively accepting this power."

Shen Jianxin was startled.

In less than half a year, he went from an ordinary person to the mid-stage of the Breakthrough Realm?

Such a speed of improvement is simply unheard of and unseen!

Even the most gifted cultivators could not achieve this.

Sure enough, things weren't that simple.

Yao Guang, Wen Yan, and Wen Xuyan did not improve through normal cultivation.

They are more like pawns being manipulated, forcibly infused with evil power, becoming containers for that evil power.

"That's right."

Shen Jianxin said in a heavy tone, "This kind of forcibly injected power may seem strong, but it is actually fraught with hidden dangers."

"Without the process of cultivation and the tempering of your mind, you simply cannot control this power."

"Furthermore, this power itself is the power of an evil god, carrying an evil attribute."

"Over time, you will be completely devoured by this power and become its puppets."

Wen Yan fell silent.

Shen Jianxin's words, every single one, struck at his weak point.

He finally realized that the three of them had fallen into a huge trap from the very beginning.