All Realms and Worlds: The Lost Home

"Whoa!"

A flippant and abrupt voice exploded in the void without warning, instantly drowning out the sounds of Shen Jianxin and Yao Guang's fight.

"Possessed by demons, twins, devoid of consciousness, a forbidden woman... It's truly not easy to encounter so many 'clients' at once!"

The voice wasn't loud, but it possessed a strange penetrating power, clearly reaching the ears of everyone present, with a hint of mockery in its tone.

Shen Jianxin's hand holding the Devouring Sword suddenly stopped, the tip of the sword still embedded in Yao Guang's chest, blood dripping down the blade.

Yao Guang froze on the spot, and the color in her originally ferocious face faded instantly.

Even Wen Yan, who had just recovered and was about to step forward to help, stopped in her tracks and looked warily in the direction from which the sound came.

"Stop hitting him! Stop hitting him!"

The voice rang out again, tinged with impatience yet also with enthusiasm, "Come, come, come! This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! It wasn't easy for me to come all this way, so don't miss out!"

Immediately afterwards, a shout, like that of a street vendor in China, echoed through the void:

"Beer, soft drinks, mineral water, peanuts, sunflower seeds, eight-treasure porridge! Cigarettes, beer, ham sausages, sunflower seeds, drinks, instant noodles! Come on, see if there's anything you want, cheap and affordable, honest and fair!"

Wen Yan: "???"

He looked in the direction of the sound and saw a figure slowly walking out of the void. The figure looked to be about thirty years old, of medium build and with an ordinary face. However, his attire made Wen Yan's pupils shrink and his face was filled with disbelief.

The person was wearing a thick white down jacket with the collar pulled up high and the sleeves rolled up, black sweatpants, and black sneakers—this outfit was clearly the everyday attire of a Chinese person on Earth!

In this vast universe, where evil energy runs rampant, how could there be people wearing Chinese clothing from Earth?!

Wen Yan's gaze instantly turned strange, and she looked at the man as if he were a lunatic.

Having lived for so long, he had never seen such a strange yet familiar outfit before, whether it was the cultivators of the Prosperous Tide Realm or the powerful figures of the various heavens and planes. They all wore Taoist robes, armor, or the black robes of evil cultivators.

Shen Jianxin and Yao Guang completely forgot about the fight at this moment, and the shock in their eyes was several times more intense than that in Wen Yan.

Shen Jianxin's hand holding the Devouring Sword trembled slightly, her eyes fixed on the white down jacket on the man's body, her heart pounding wildly.

White down jacket, sweatpants, sneakers... these are things etched into his bones, the imprint of China on Earth!

In these days far from Earth, wandering through the heavens, he recalled everything about Earth countless times in his dreams, the streets of China, and this kind of attire!

Yao Guang was the same. Although he had been controlled by his inner demons, his memories were still there. When he saw the man's attire, his originally chaotic eyes cleared up instantly, and his eyes were full of astonishment.

The two men almost simultaneously roared at the man, their voices filled with shock, confusion, and a barely perceptible urgency: "Who are you?!"

The voice was loud and urgent, echoing in the void, showing how turbulent the two were at that moment.

The man shrank back, a hint of helplessness on his face, after being yelled at by the two. He pointed to the Devouring Sword in Shen Jianxin's hand, then to Yao Guang's chest, and said casually, "Um, could you two please pull the sword out of his chest first?"

"Look at him, his face is all pale, he looks like he's in a lot of pain..."

Everyone's gaze instinctively fell on Yao Guang's chest.

Upon seeing this, everyone was stunned once again!

The black light that had been lingering in Yao Guang's eyes had completely disappeared without anyone noticing!

His eyes were no longer filled with the ferocity and madness that had gripped his inner demons, but had regained their former clarity, even carrying a hint of weakness and confusion—he had actually broken free from the control of his inner demons!

Yao Guang himself realized something was wrong. He subconsciously raised his hand, touched his chest, and felt the energy within his body. His eyes were filled with disbelief.

"I...I've overcome my inner demons?"

He murmured softly, his tone filled with bewilderment and a hint of relief at surviving the ordeal.

He clearly remembered that he had just been completely controlled by his inner demons, his mind filled with nothing but killing and ambition, and he was completely unable to control himself. But the moment this man appeared, the power of the demonic energy within him suddenly became chaotic, and the control of the inner demons was instantly broken!

Everything is so bizarre!

Shen Jianxin also noticed Yao Guang's change. His brows furrowed tightly, and he still held onto his sword tightly—he was unsure whether Yao Guang had truly gotten rid of her inner demons or was just putting on an act, waiting for an opportunity to retaliate.

But there's no denying that this man who suddenly appeared is no ordinary person!

His mere appearance interrupted his life-or-death battle with Yao Guang, and unintentionally released Yao Guang from the control of her inner demons. More importantly, his Chinese attire made him impossible for Shen Jianxin to ignore!

Wen Yan also stopped looking at him like he was crazy, and his face was full of seriousness and vigilance.

He could sense that this man had no evil energy fluctuations or cultivator aura, just like an ordinary Earthling. Yet he could walk freely in this endless void and unintentionally break free from the control of his inner demons. He was definitely not simple!

For a moment, the entire void fell silent, with only Yao Guang's faint breathing and the heavy heartbeats of everyone else remaining.

All eyes were fixed on the man in the white down jacket, their eyes filled with shock, confusion, and wariness.

Seeing the shocked expressions on everyone's faces, the man smiled smugly, patted his down jacket, and said casually, "Me? You can call me the Homecoming One."

He paused, then added, his tone calm yet striking the hearts of the three present like a thunderbolt:

"One, who has already returned home."

"Someone who...has already returned home?!"

Shen Jianxin was the first to react, his voice trembling uncontrollably, his eyes filled with disbelief, and his body swaying slightly with excitement.

Wen Yan and Yao Guang's eyes widened instantly, their solemnity and vigilance replaced by ecstasy and eagerness.

Someone who has already returned home?!

These words were like a ray of light, instantly illuminating the despair and confusion in the hearts of the three!

Shen Jianxin wandered through the heavens, fighting with all his might, even going so far as to merge with his inner demons and declare war on the heavens. What he sought was nothing more than the path home.

After losing her younger sister, Wen Yan followed Shen Jianxin on her journey. Her greatest hope was to one day return to that strange yet familiar Earth and see the hometown her sister longed for.

Although Yao Guang was once controlled by his inner demons, he was essentially a wanderer who had traveled far from home. He also harbored a longing for Earth and a desire to return home!

Upon hearing the man say that he was "a man who had already returned home," only one thought remained in the minds of the three:

Could it be... that the road home has already been opened?!