All Realms and Worlds: The Lost Home

Meanwhile, outside the battlefield of Kunlun Ruins, at the exit of the Myriad Realms Passage, countless transmigrators continued to arrive in droves.

They endured countless hardships, traversing the raging spatial turbulence.

Many people were badly injured, and some even paid the ultimate price.

But they did not back down and continued to rush towards Kunlun Ruins.

At this moment, more and more time travelers arrived at Kunlun Ruins and joined the battlefield.

The army of time travelers grew larger and larger, and their momentum became increasingly powerful.

Among them are many powerful individuals who have broken through to the ninth level.

They possessed powerful auras, radiating rich spiritual energy.

Upon arriving at the battlefield, they immediately joined the defensive ranks, continuously channeling spiritual energy into the protective shield.

This relieved the pressure on all parties involved.

A man dressed in black, with a tall and straight figure, exuded a cold aura.

He was a transmigrator at the peak of the ninth level of the Breakthrough Realm. He had just arrived at the battlefield when he felt the terrifying pressure from the black-robed powerhouse.

A hint of seriousness flashed in his eyes. Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately circulated the spiritual energy within his body and channeled it towards the protective shield.

The voice was cold yet resolute: "Hold on, everyone, we're coming!"

Not far away, several transmigrators at the ninth level of the Breakthrough Realm also joined the defensive formation.

Their auras intertwined, forming a powerful force that flowed into the protective shield.

This stabilized the previously precarious protective shield somewhat.

Besides the powerful beings who have broken through to the ninth level, there are also many transmigrators with special abilities.

Their cultivation level wasn't very high, but they possessed unique special abilities.

Some can manipulate elements, some can heal injuries, some can conceal their form, and some can enhance the power of their companions.

These individuals with special abilities, protected by highly skilled transmigrators, carefully passed through the interdimensional passage and arrived at Kunlun Ruins.

They had barely arrived when they immediately began to play their part: elemental transmigrators, controlling fire, ice, water, and lightning.

They launched an attack on the black orb, attempting to weaken its power.

The healing-type transmigrators quickly travel between different factions, healing the wounded and powerful individuals and alleviating their injuries.

Enhancement-type transmigrators infuse their own power into their companions, increasing their defense and attack capabilities.

A petite girl in a white dress, with a touch of childishness on her face.

However, he is a powerful healing-type transmigrator.

A soft white light emanated from her hands as she walked to the side of a wounded barbarian warrior and gently stroked his wounds.

As the white light poured in, the hideous wound began to heal rapidly.

The previously listless atmosphere gradually calmed down.

"Thank you, little girl." The barbarian warrior's eyes were full of gratitude, and his voice was hoarse.

"With you here, we can definitely hold on!"

The girl nodded slightly, a determined smile on her face: "Uncle, you're welcome. We're all compatriots."

"I will definitely heal you all. Together, we will protect Kunlun Ruins and go home!"

Such scenes were commonplace on the battlefield of Kunlun Ruins.

The time travelers, regardless of strength or ability, worked together and fought side by side.

Their conviction, their unity, and their perseverance moved all the forces from various realms present.

My initial wavering resolve gradually hardened.

What started as hesitation gradually turned into decisiveness.

They watched the transmigrators who were giving it their all, and the special ability users who, even with low cultivation levels, never gave up.

The guilt in my heart was gradually replaced by admiration.

"What the hell is this betrayal of the world? This hunter is so stupid, yet he still managed to break through to the Shattered Realm!" An elder from one of the nine holy lands roared angrily.

His eyes were filled with determination, "Damn it, if they can't go back to Earth, we can't get through either. If we can't get through and obtain the torrent of destiny from all realms, then we can't stop it!"

"Damn it! Don't the hunters need to fight off the flood?"

"These people are insane! And their mentally ill mother too!"

As the elder roared, the powerful figures from all sides reacted.

He looked at the hunters with eyes that seemed to think they were idiots.

They all increased their spiritual energy output, and the light above the protective shield surged.

The cracks that were spreading gradually stopped, and a powerful force slowly surged out from the protective shield.

Upon seeing this, the black-robed expert's eyes flashed with surprise, which quickly turned into intense rage.

"Stubborn fools! Since you insist on courting death, don't blame me for annihilating you all!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the black ball of light in his palm surged once more.

The terrifying energy fluctuations escalated to a new level, slamming fiercely towards the protective shield.

This time, the black sphere was faster and more powerful.

Wherever it passed, space shattered completely, and even light was swallowed up.

"BOOM—!!!"

The black orb of light collided violently with the protective shield, producing a deafening roar that shook the heavens and the earth.

The black and colorful energies intertwined, forming a massive energy storm that swept across the entire area.

The protective shield vibrated violently, and the cracks on its surface widened again.

Countless powerful individuals were struck by the shockwave, coughing up blood and staggering backward.

But they still didn't give up, and continued to pour spiritual energy into the shield, desperately trying to maintain it.

The battlefield at Kunlun Ruins has once again descended into fierce combat.

The roars, explosions, and gasps of breath mingled together, creating a suffocating atmosphere.

But at this moment, no one backed down, no one gave up.

The transmigrators and various forces from all the worlds cursed the hunters while fighting against this powerful being from a broken world, whom the whole world considered an idiot.

In the distant starry world, the fierce battles were different from those in Kunlun Ruins.

Here, all was silent, so silent that only the faint sounds of the instruments running and the heavy breathing of the people could be heard.

The Star Sea World is one of the most remote and mysterious worlds among all the heavens and myriad realms.

There are endless stars here, but no energy available for cultivation.

Inside the base, everything was pure white, and all the instruments emitted a soft blue light.

The air was filled with a faint scent of energy liquid, along with a subtle sense of sadness and despair.

In the center of the base stands a huge, transparent recovery pod.

Inside the recovery chamber, filled with pale blue energy liquid, a familiar figure floated within—Xia Gui.

Xia Gui's eyes were tightly closed, his face was as pale as paper, and there was no breath in his body.

His clothes were still stained with blood, though they had been treated briefly.

Yet those hideous wounds were still clearly visible, and even the aura of his soul was as faint as a candle flickering in the wind.

It seemed as if it would completely dissipate into the energy liquid at any moment.

Wei Yu, Ye Fan, Yue Gui, Jing Ming, Yu Huai, and Ning Shuang, along with other members of the Lingxu Sect, stood quietly beside the recovery chamber.

Each of them was pale, with complicated expressions in their eyes, and their faces were filled with sadness and worry.

No one spoke, only heavy breathing echoed slowly in the silent base.

Wei Yu stood at the forefront, his eyes fixed on Xia Gui in the recovery chamber, his eyes filled with self-blame and guilt.

His hands trembled slightly, his nails digging deep into his palms, drawing tiny beads of blood.

But he was completely unaware.

Xia Gui forcibly tore apart the seal, his soul was on the verge of shattering, and his body also suffered fatal damage.

If there were no Xia Gui, the one who would be dead right now would be Wei Yu.

He would never forget this kindness, but he was powerless to help.

They could only watch helplessly as Xia Gui lay in the recovery pod, his fate unknown.

After a long while, Wei Yu slowly raised his head, his voice hoarse and trembling slightly.

Looking at the dazed figure in front of the control panel, she asked softly, "Dazed, is it possible? Is there any hope for Xia Gui...?"

Daidai is no longer the little girl she used to be.

Now, Daidai has grown tall and slender, but the ahoge (cowlick) on her head is still the same as it was back then.

This base, and the recovery warehouse, were all built by her own hands.

At this moment, she was sitting at the control panel, her hands rapidly typing on the keyboard, her eyes focused and her brows furrowed.

Without even looking up, her tone was full of uncertainty and helplessness: "I don't know, I can only try."