All Realms and Worlds: The Lost Home

She wondered to herself: Who exactly is this dark figure? Is it friend or foe?

If it intervenes in this chaotic battle, the situation will likely become even more complicated!

Shen Jianxin, Yaoguang, Mojin, and the others also stopped what they were doing.

He stared in shock at the direction where Wu Xusong had disappeared, his eyes filled with doubt and worry.

"What...what exactly is that thing?!" Shen Jianxin asked urgently.

"It took Wu Xusong away; was it friend or foe?!"

Yao Guang frowned, her tone icy: "It's hard to say. That dark figure was too fast, and its aura was too strange."

"We cannot determine its identity, nor can we determine its purpose."

"But one thing is certain: its appearance disrupted everyone's plans."

A maniacal smile appeared on Mo Jin's face, and he said in a strange tone, "Interesting, very interesting indeed."

"There's such a mysterious existence. It seems this war is getting more and more interesting."

"Is a three-way battle not enough? Do we need to add another mysterious powerful figure?"

Junyi gripped the giant axe tightly, his brow furrowed, and said in a gruff voice, "No matter what it is, no matter if it's friend or foe."

"It took Wu Xusong away, so we must find it!"

"Wu Xusong can't be harmed; he still has so much to finish!"

Just as everyone was filled with doubt and discussing, Shi Si slowly frowned.

There was no shock or worry in his eyes, but rather a hint of understanding, a hint of relief, and a subtle complexity.

He looked in the direction where Wu Xusong had disappeared, and slowly spoke, his tone calm: "Don't worry, he's one of our compatriots, it must be him."

"Compatriots?!"

Shi Si's words exploded among the crowd like a thunderclap!

Everyone turned their heads, looking at Shi Si with puzzled expressions and incomprehension.

Shen Jianxin hurriedly asked, "Shi Si, what did you say?! That dark figure... is one of our compatriots?!"

"But...but it doesn't look human at all!"

"Moreover, its speed is terrifying. Are there any of our compatriots who are this strong?!"

Jun Yi frowned, looked at Shi Si, and asked in a gruff voice, "Shi Si, what are you talking about?!"

"Who is that dark figure?! Do you know it?!"

Red Moon Fairy, Su Qingyao, Jiang Qing, and others also looked at Shi Si, their eyes filled with doubt and wariness.

They also wanted to know who that mysterious black figure was, and why Shi Si had said it was a fellow traveler of the transmigrators.

If this dark figure is indeed a fellow traveler of the transmigrators, then it is undoubtedly a huge threat to them.

Faced with the doubts and questions of the crowd, Shi Si did not offer any explanation.

He just kept frowning, looking in the direction where Wu Xusong had disappeared, his eyes filled with complex emotions and his mind filled with countless thoughts.

He recognized the dark figure; to be precise, he had saved the dark figure.

The dark figure was a fellow transmigrator, but it wasn't human; it was a white rat wearing glasses.

A treasure-hunting rat with top-tier bloodlines.

He remembered that it was several eons ago when he discovered this treasure-hunting rat in a dangerous place during a mission.

At that time, it was still very small, covered in wounds, being chased by a group of monsters, and on the verge of death.

He couldn't bear to see it suffer, so he rescued it, treated its wounds, fed it, and released it after it recovered.

He also remembered that this treasure-hunting mouse was timid, cowardly, and extremely afraid of trouble.

After it recovered, it didn't even dare to say thank you and ran away in a panic, as if it were some kind of monstrous beast.

Therefore, he always thought that this treasure-hunting mouse would live a peaceful and quiet life hiding in some corner for the rest of its life.

It would never happen on the battlefield of such a dangerous homecoming battle.

But he never expected that when Wu Xusong was on the verge of death, this timid and cowardly treasure-hunting rat would actually step forward.

They rescued Wu Xusong with such astonishing speed.

Shi Si's heart was filled with both relief and complex emotions.

He was gratified that the little mouse he had saved years ago had grown to such an extent.

They actually had the courage to appear on such a dangerous battlefield and save their compatriots.

What's complicated for him is that he doesn't know why this treasure-hunting rat suddenly appeared.

Was it a coincidence that it saved Wu Xusong, or was there some other purpose behind it?

It remains to be seen what changes its appearance will bring to this three-way battle.

Meanwhile, the dark figure carrying Wu Xusong was rushing rapidly into the depths of Kunlun Ruins.

It was moving at an extreme speed, leaving the trees and rocks along the way far behind, only a blurry afterimage.

The dark figure was none other than the white treasure-hunting mouse wearing glasses.

It is larger than an ordinary mouse and its body is covered with snow-white fur.

The fur is fluffy and soft, like silk, and gleams faintly in the sunlight.

It wears a pair of small black glasses on its face, with round lenses, which makes it look a bit silly and cute.

This contrasts sharply with its astonishing speed.

Its limbs are short but powerful, and each time it pushes off the ground, it can unleash amazing power.

Carrying it and Wu Xusong in his hand, he sped forward.

Its small eyes were fixed on the front, filled with tension and fear, and its little body was trembling slightly.

As it ran frantically, it kept muttering to itself in a small, trembling voice, tinged with a hint of hope: "You can't see me, you can't see me, you can't see me..."

"It will be a mouse, it will be a mouse, it definitely will be a mouse..."

Its voice, soft and sweet, seemed completely out of place with its astonishing speed and the tense situation at the moment.

It was truly terrified, terrified of being discovered by those powerful hunters, terrified of being discovered by Jiang Qing.

She was afraid of being discovered by Fairy Red Moon and the disciples of Huaqing Holy Land, and even more afraid of being discovered by Shi Si and the others.

It was naturally timid and cowardly, and had never experienced anything so dangerous before.

If it hadn't seen Wu Xusong on the verge of death, and if it hadn't felt a faint sense of kinship, it wouldn't have dared to appear, much less save Wu Xusong.

It still remembered that it was Shi Si who saved its life back then; if it weren't for Shi Si, it would have become food for the monsters long ago.

Over the years, it has always remembered Shi Si's kindness, and it has always remembered that it was a time traveler.

Remember those compatriots who, like it, long to return to their homeland.

Today, it was originally searching for rare and precious materials deep in Kunlun Ruins when it inadvertently sensed the atmosphere of a battlefield.

Curious, they approached and, to their surprise, witnessed Wu Xusong on the verge of death, as well as the brutality of the three-way battle.

It knew that Wu Xusong was a fellow traveler, someone who, like it, wanted to return to his homeland.

It could not stand by and watch its own people die at the hands of the enemy.

We can't just stand by and watch Shi Si and the others lose a combatant.

So, it mustered all its courage, disregarded its fear, and rushed over at its fastest speed to save Wu Xusong.

Then, with all their might, they ran frantically into the depths of Kunlun Ruins.

They wanted to escape that dangerous battlefield as soon as possible and take Wu Xusong to a safe place.

Its claws gripped Wu Xusong's collar tightly, as if afraid that it might accidentally drop him (his clothes were really sturdy).

Wu Xusong remained unconscious, his face ashen, his breath weak, and his wounds continued to bleed.

The blood stained its snow-white paws red, but it didn't care at all, it just kept running wildly.

The scenery along the way rushed past, and the wind whistled past its ears.

It could sense that there were no pursuers behind it, but it dared not relax its guard in the slightest.

They continued to give it their all, increasing their running speed.

"You can't see me, you can't see me..." it kept repeating, its small eyes filled with tension and fear.

"Faster, faster! We must get him to a safe place, we must..."

It didn't know where it was taking Wu Xusong, nor did it know whether it could protect Wu Xusong.

All it knew was that it had to escape that dangerous place as soon as possible and get Wu Xusong out of danger.

Wu Xusong, who was being held in its claws, remained unconscious.

His mind was a blur, filled with countless images flashing through his mind—Su Qingyuan's smile, Lingxi's figure.

There's also the Red Moon Fairy's coldness, Jiang Qing's anger, and the hunters' madness...

His lips twitched slightly, as if he were having a nightmare.

His forehead was covered in cold sweat, and the wounds on his body reopened due to the jolting from running, causing the blood to flow even more fiercely.

The treasure-hunting rat sensed Wu Xusong's unusual behavior and ran even faster.

Her little mouth kept repeating, "Hold on, hold on, you must hold on."

"We'll be at safety soon..."

Meanwhile, on the battlefield of Kunlun Ruins, after a brief period of deathly silence, it once again descended into an even more frenzied melee!

After a brief moment of shock, the hunters resumed their frenzy.

Although they didn't know who the dark figure was or where it had taken Wu Xusong.

But they knew they couldn't waste any more time and had to kill Shi Si and the others as soon as possible.

Then, he returned to his mother's side to assist her in speeding up the production of the Star Shattering Warrior in order to deal with Chen Su and the other three who were about to escape.

"Everyone, listen up! Ignore that dark figure, ignore Wu Xusong, attack with all your might!" A powerful hunter at the seventh level of the Breakthrough Realm roared, his tone tinged with madness.

"Kill Shi Si and the others as soon as possible, and finish this quickly!"

"yes!"

The hunters responded in unison, raising their weapons once more, their murderous aura erupting to its peak.

He charged madly toward Shi Si and the others.

This time, their offensive was even more ferocious and insane than before.

Each hunter attacked as if they were mad, disregarding their own lives.

It was as if they wanted to vent all the fear in their hearts on Shi Si and the others.

Meanwhile, many more hunters in the distance were still supporting this group of hunters.

Jiang Qing, too, finally came to her senses after being shocked and resentful.

He knew that Wu Xusong had been taken away by that mysterious black figure.

Even if he is furious and unwilling, he can no longer kill Wu Xusong.

He unleashed all his anger on Junyi and Nianshang, roaring as he launched another frenzied attack on them.

"If I can't kill Wu Xusong, I'll kill you all!" Jiang Qing's voice was filled with boundless anger and roar.

The black lightning surrounding the Annihilation Thunder Dragon surged once more, each impact carrying a world-destroying power.

It slammed down hard on Junyi and Nianshang.

Junyi and Nianshang were equally resolute, launching a full-scale counterattack with their giant axes and fists.

He engaged in a fierce battle with Jiang Qing, the three sides fighting fiercely and evenly matched, their bodies covered in wounds and their breaths rapidly fading.

Seeing this, Fairy Red Moon's eyes flashed with a ruthless glint. She raised her hand and waved it, then said in a deep voice to the disciples of the Huaqing Holy Land beside her, "Make your move!"

"Take out the remnants of the hunters first, then deal with the transmigrators! Remember, assist Jiang Qing!"

"Yes, fairy!"

The disciples of Huaqing Holy Land responded in unison, their immortal aura instantly exploding to its peak.

They all raised their longswords and charged towards the hunter army.

They did not choose to help Shi Si and others, nor did they choose to help Jiang Qing.

Instead, they seized the opportunity and launched a surprise attack on the hunters' weak point—the hunters were currently launching a full-scale attack on Shi Si and his group.

Completely unprepared for the surprise attack on Huaqing Holy Land, the casualties were devastating.

"What?! The people from Huaqing Holy Land have actually made a move?!" One of the hunters exclaimed in shock, his expression changing drastically.

"Weren't they just standing by and watching?! Why did they suddenly attack us?!"

"Kill them no matter why they did it!" another hunter roared.

They tried to turn around to defend against the attack from Huaqing Holy Land, but Shi Si and the others seized the opportunity and launched a counterattack.

Caught in a pincer movement, the hunters were utterly trapped.

The battlefield has now completely transformed into a chaotic melee between three parties!

Shi Si and his companions were simultaneously fending off the hunters' frenzied attacks and remaining vigilant against a sneak attack from the Huaqing Holy Land.

Despite being attacked from both sides, he did not flinch and fought with all his might to kill the enemies who charged at him.

Jiang Qing fought alone against Jun Yi and Nian Shang, her eyes filled with killing intent, disregarding her own safety as she launched a frenzied attack.

The disciples of Huaqing Holy Land launched a surprise attack on the remnants of the hunters, like harvesting leeks.

At the same time, they would also occasionally launch surprise attacks on Shi Si and Jiang Qing, reaping the benefits.

The hunters, caught in a pincer movement, suffered heavy casualties, yet they still fought back with all their might.

They wanted to fight their way out and escape Kunlun Ruins.

In an instant, the battlefield of Kunlun Ruins was filled with the sounds of battle, the glint of swords, and the flash of lightning.

Demonic energy, immortal energy, and blood energy intertwined, forming a terrifying energy storm that swept across the entire area.

Junyi wielded his giant axe with sweeping, powerful strokes, each strike capable of killing several hunters.

At the same time, he also had to defend against Jiang Qing's attacks. His body was covered with black blood and burn marks from lightning.

He didn't care at all, instead laughing even more wildly and roaring, "That was great! It's been so long since I've had such a satisfying fight!"

"You scum, all of you, die!"

Nian Shang moved like a ghost across the battlefield, bare-handed, and every punch he threw struck the enemy's vital points.

Whether they are hunters or disciples of the Huaqing Holy Land, he will not hesitate to kill anyone who dares to block his path.

His face was expressionless, only filled with icy killing intent, revealing the ruthless decisiveness of a barbaric body cultivator.

Shi Si held the dragon-patterned sword, unleashing wave after wave of golden blade light.

Each blade of light carried a devastating power, and wherever it passed, hunters and disciples of the Huaqing Holy Land fell in droves.

His eyes were firm and cold, and in his heart he had only one belief—to guard Kunlun Ruins, to protect his compatriots, and to safeguard the road home.

At the same time, we must find Wu Xusong and ensure his safety.

Shen Jianxin held a long sword, its sword energy surging and sharp, almost tangible.

Each sword strike pierced an enemy's body, leaving his arm wounded and bleeding profusely.

Yet he still brandished his longsword, fighting with all his might, the images of General Chen Mo and Nannan constantly flashing through his mind.

The hatred in his heart transformed into a powerful force, supporting him and propelling him forward.

Jiang Qing, transformed into a destructive lightning dragon, traversed the battlefield, constantly unleashing bursts of black lightning.

Each impact turned several enemies into charred remains, and his body was covered in wounds, his breath growing weaker and weaker.

Yet his eyes were still filled with murderous intent, regardless of whether the other party was a hunter or a disciple of the Huaqing Holy Land.

Anyone who dares to block his path will be attacked without hesitation; in his heart, there is only the obsession with revenge.

The Red Moon Fairy, wielding a white longsword and surrounded by ethereal aura, moved gracefully and swiftly across the battlefield.

Each sword strike could kill an enemy; her eyes were cold and indifferent, devoid of any emotion.

While directing the disciples of Huaqing Holy Land in battle, he was also looking for the best opportunity.

The goal is to eliminate all enemies at minimal cost and reap the benefits.

Su Qingyao followed beside Fairy Red Moon, holding a short sword in her hand. Although her cultivation level was not high, she did not back down in the slightest.

She put all her strength into every move, yet her heart was filled with contradictions.

But she had no choice but to obey the orders of the Red Moon Fairy.

Yao Guang's body surged with demonic power, and countless black palm prints slammed towards the enemy.

As the palm print landed, the enemy was instantly turned into a bloody pulp. His handsome face remained expressionless, only filled with icy killing intent.

The black aura surrounding him grew increasingly dense. He treated all his opponents equally, killing them all, whether they were hunters or disciples of the Huaqing Holy Land.

Mo Jin waved the Myriad Souls Banner in his hand, chanting incantations. Countless remnant souls condensed on the banner and rushed towards the enemy.

Devouring their souls, his demonic aura grew stronger and stronger, and the maniacal smile on his face grew even more pronounced.

The killing became increasingly frenzied; the three-way battle was nothing more than a game to him, a game of reaping souls.

On the battlefield, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and screams, roars, and the clash of weapons mingled together.

It created a terrifying sound wave that shook the heavens and the earth.

The hunters, caught in a pincer attack, suffered heavy casualties, and their morale plummeted, barely holding on.

Jiang Qing, Jun Yi, and Nian Shang fought a desperate battle, all paying a heavy price, their breaths growing weaker and weaker.

Shi Si and the others were attacked from all sides, their wounds were increasing, and their spiritual energy was being rapidly depleted.

Although the disciples of Huaqing Holy Land had a certain advantage, they also suffered many casualties.