All Realms and Worlds: The Lost Home

The hunters, caught in a pincer attack, suffered heavy casualties, and their morale had plummeted to rock bottom.

But they still fought back with all their might.

They knew they had no way out; if they retreated, they would face utter annihilation.

They would only face punishment from their mother, and all they could do was fight their way out and escape this hellish battlefield.

Just then, a cold and mocking voice suddenly rang out throughout the entire venue.

It instantly drowned out all the sounds of fighting, sweeping across the entire battlefield with a powerful pressure.

"Who do we have here? It's the Huaqing Holy Land and the Qinghui Dynasty. What arrogance! Shouldn't my Youyue Dynasty give them some leeway?"

The voice was clear and melodious, yet carried an undeniable authority, like heavenly music, yet also a chilling coldness.

The powerful figures present instinctively stopped what they were doing and turned to look in the direction from which the sound came.

A brief, deathly silence fell over the battlefield.

All that remained were the heavy breathing of the crowd and the terrifying fluctuations emanating from the direction of the Myriad Realms Secret Realm, creating an exceptionally eerie atmosphere.

Shi Si was startled, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Although he had never heard this voice before, he could sense the powerful aura it contained.

Even more terrifying than himself, Junyi, and Nianshang.

The Red Moon Fairy's face turned deathly pale instantly, and the white longsword in her hand trembled slightly.

Her eyes were filled with disbelief and a barely perceptible fear. She stared intently in the direction the voice came from, gritting her teeth as she said, "It's her... How could she be here?!"

The people of the Qinghui Dynasty also changed their expressions, their eyes becoming solemn.

They instinctively took a few steps back, not daring to make any rash moves. Clearly, they were extremely wary of the owner of the voice.

The rebellious transmigrators, who were hiding in the bushes on the other side of Kunlun Ruins, trembled with fear upon hearing the voice.

His face was as pale as paper, and he didn't dare to breathe.

One of them trembled slightly, his voice barely audible, filled with deep fear: "How...how could it be her?"

"Brother, let's retreat! The Empress of the Youyue Dynasty is not easy to deal with. If she discovers us, we're doomed!"

The man in the lead also turned extremely ugly, his fierceness replaced by fear.

He stared intently in the direction the sound came from, his teeth grinding together, his voice filled with resentment and panic: "Retreat! Retreat now!"

"Holy crap, why is she here too? Wasn't she supposed to be in seclusion in the Youyue Dynasty, trying to break through to the Shattering Realm?"

"How did they suddenly appear in Kunlun Ruins?!"

The group dared not linger for a moment, keeping their bodies low and cautiously fleeing into the depths of Kunlun Ruins.

They didn't even dare to breathe loudly, for fear of being discovered by the owner of that voice.

They knew better than anyone that once the Empress of the Youyue Dynasty made her move, they would have absolutely no power to resist.

Just as everyone was shocked and discussing the matter, a great light shone in the sky.

A series of streaks of light flashed by, and one after another, celestial pavilions and towers slowly appeared, with carved beams and painted rafters, surrounded by celestial aura, with flying eaves and upturned corners, just like a fairyland.

Strangely, among these pavilions and towers are clusters of buildings with a cyberpunk style—high-rise buildings flashing neon lights.

The mechanical devices suspended in the air, the pipes flowing with blue energy, and the ancient, ethereal atmosphere intertwine with the futuristic technological feel.

This created a bizarre yet spectacular scene.

These buildings slowly descended and eventually came to rest on one side of the battlefield.

It exuded a powerful aura that enveloped the entire battlefield, causing all the powerful individuals present to feel a sense of oppression originating from the depths of their souls.

Immediately afterwards, a figure slowly emerged from the central pavilion.

She wore a long purple dress, the hem of which was embroidered with a sky full of stars, making her look noble and elegant.

Her long hair reached her waist and was tied up with a silver hairpin; her skin was as white as snow, and her features were exquisite.

A pair of purple eyes, clear and deep, like a vast starry sky, with a faint sadness in them, yet also an unassailable majesty.

She was surrounded by a faint purple aura, and her aura was powerful and profound.

She appears gentle, yet she possesses a world-destroying power; simply standing there, it is as if the entire world is bowing down to her.

The person who arrived was none other than Empress Zi Yuyan of the Youyue Dynasty!

A genuine ninth-level powerhouse who has broken through the limits of the realm.

Unlike other ninth-level powerhouses who have broken through realms, Zi Yuyan is also a world master who controls the power of the laws of the Youyue world.

With her cultivation at the ninth level of the Breakthrough Realm, her strength far surpasses that of ordinary ninth-level Breakthrough Realm experts.

He is hailed as the most promising emperor in all the heavens and myriad realms to advance to the Shattering Realm!

What makes everyone even more wary is that this Empress Youyue once fell in love with a time traveler.

The time traveler, named Shao Yu, was a gifted individual. The two fell in love and vowed to stay together for life.

Later, in order to protect Zi Yuyan and to safeguard the Youyue Dynasty, Shao Yu risked his life to resist the invasion of foreign enemies.

He ultimately died on the battlefield, his soul scattered and his spirit dispersed.

Since then, Zi Yuyan's personality has changed drastically. While she was in seclusion cultivating and trying to break through to the Shattered Realm, she was also secretly protecting all the transmigrators.

She has a special affection for time travelers and is the emperor who is closest to them among all the heavens and myriad realms.

Anyone who dares to harm a time traveler will be punished without hesitation!

Upon seeing Zi Yuyan, Fairy Red Moon's face turned even paler, and her body trembled slightly.

The fear in his eyes could no longer be concealed.

She knew that Zi Yuyan's strength far surpassed her own, and if Zi Yuyan were to interfere in this matter, her Huaqing Holy Land would have absolutely no chance of winning.

But when she thought of Lingxi's death and the way she died tragically, the grief and ruthlessness in Fairy Red Moon's heart instantly overwhelmed her fear.

She gripped the white longsword in her hand, took a deep breath, raised her head, and stared intently at Zi Yuyan.

His voice trembled slightly, yet he forced himself to remain calm, roaring, "Zi Yuyan! Today, the Holy Land of Huaqing is here to avenge Lingxi!"

"The grudges between us and the transmigrators are none of your business, Youyue Dynasty. Does your Youyue Dynasty intend to interfere in the revenge of my Huaqing Holy Land?!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the celestial aura surrounding Fairy Red Moon exploded to its maximum.

The white longsword in her hand emitted a dazzling light, clearly indicating that she was ready to fight Zi Yuyan.

Even knowing she was no match for him, she was unwilling to give up avenging Lingxi.

The disciples of Huaqing Holy Land also raised their longswords, their bodies surging with immortal energy.

Their eyes were fixed on Zi Yuyan, and although their hearts were filled with fear, they still chose to follow Fairy Red Moon.

Even if it means death, we will never back down.

Zi Yuyan looked at Fairy Red Moon, her purple eyes showing no emotion, only a faint indifference.

She spoke slowly, her voice clear and firm, resounding throughout the hall: "Ling Hongyue, whoever your enemies are, you can take revenge on them. I won't stop you."

As she spoke, her gaze slowly swept over Shi Si, Jun Yi, Shen Jianxin, and the others.

A fleeting hint of tenderness and pity flashed in his eyes as he continued, "But I'll protect the others."

"Shaoyu is dead. His parents are my parents now; the hometown he longed to return to, I will return in his place; the people he protected, I will protect in his place!"

"Anyone who dares to lay a finger on them is an enemy of Zi Yuyan, and an enemy of the Youyue Dynasty!"

"I will make him pay for this in blood!"

With her last sentence, Zi Yuyan's tone suddenly turned icy, and the pressure emanating from her body surged instantly.

Like a tsunami, it swept towards Fairy Red Moon and the disciples of Huaqing Holy Land.

The immense power forced Fairy Red Moon to take a few steps back, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of her mouth, and the fear in her eyes resurfaced.