All Realms and Worlds: The Lost Home

The energy shockwave swept across the battlefield, and many cultivators who were unable to dodge in time were caught in the blast and instantly turned to ashes, leaving not even a trace of their souls behind.

The already dilapidated Kunlun Ruins are now even more ravaged, with bottomless ravines covering the ground and charred pebbles scattered everywhere.

The air was thick with the stench of blood and the chilling darkness, a suffocating and oppressive smell that made one's chest tighten.

The remaining turbulent spiritual energy surged wildly in mid-air, each gust carrying deadly power, causing the surviving cultivators to huddle in corners, their faces filled with fear, not even daring to raise their heads.

Wei Yu was jolted back several steps by the violent shockwave, barely managing to steady himself by stepping heavily on the rubble.

His palms tingled slightly from the recoil from the divine spear, and even a fine drop of blood seeped out.

His brows furrowed tightly, his eyes filled with solemnity, and he was secretly shocked: Karen's strength had actually reached such a level.

Even with the Primordial Divine Spear in his hand, and the power of the Shattered Realm combined with the blessing of the Earth's will, he still found it difficult to suppress his opponent easily!

Meanwhile, a sinister smile flashed in the eyes of the black-robed expert, and he stopped watching coldly.

With a flash like a ghost, he quickly moved to Karen's side, bringing Xue Yang, Han Xuanxuan, and Xuan Qing with him.

The five dark pressures of the Shattered Realm instantly intertwined, like five heavy black mountains, pressing down on Wei Yu and his group.

The air on the battlefield grew increasingly stagnant, making even breathing extremely difficult.

Xueyang, Han Xuanxuan, Xuanqing, and Karen still had empty eyes, and the dark aura around them surged wildly, like four cold puppets.

His eyes were fixed on Wei Yu and the others, his killing intent was undisguised, and he was ready to follow the black-robed expert's orders and launch a fatal attack at any time.

Jiang Wuchen's face was ashen, and the power of the Shattered Realm was running wildly around him as he desperately resisted the opponent's pressure.

He whispered to Wei Yu, "We can't delay any longer! With the five of them working together, the two of us simply can't stand up to them."

"We must find a way to break through their defenses as soon as possible, otherwise we'll be worn down here sooner or later!"

Wei Yu nodded, gripping the crimson divine spear in his hand. The red light on the spear trembled slightly, as if echoing the urgency in his heart.

Before he could even begin to make his arrangements, Chen Su slowly turned her head and looked at Xiaoyaozi beside her.

His tone was grave, tinged with a barely perceptible hint of doubt: "Xiaoyaozi, have you noticed that these hunters seem to have some connection with the transmigrators?"

"They're controlling transmigrators, and the fact that they can elevate them to the Shattering Realm in such a short time is no accident!"

Upon hearing this, Xiaoyaozi slowly nodded, his face expressionless, and he did not speak.

He simply raised his right hand slowly, a faint silver-white halo emanating from his fingertips, and a hazy power of destiny swirled around him.

He began to unleash his full cultivation to deduce the origins and conspiracies of the hunters, as well as their connection with the transmigrator.

His power of destiny is most adept at discerning the secrets of heaven and understanding cause and effect.

However, as the deductions continued, Xiaoyaozi's brows furrowed more and more, his face gradually turned pale, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

The power of destiny at his fingertips began to become disordered, and the aura around him flickered, as if it had encountered a powerful force that prevented him from continuing the deduction.

Clearly, the process of deduction had a significant impact on his soul, and there were even signs of a backlash.

Seeing Xiaoyaozi lost in deep confusion and pain, Chen Su knew that his deductions had encountered great trouble.

He slowly turned his head to look at Fen Lie beside him and asked, "Fen Lie, do you have any clues about these hunters?"

"What are their origins? How can they control so many transmigrators and rapidly elevate them to the Shattering Realm?"

Upon hearing this, Fen Lie slowly shook his head.

Just as everyone was plunged into deep confusion and despair, not knowing what to do, and unable to find even a sliver of a breakthrough.

A furious shout suddenly came from the void, shaking the entire Kunlun Ruins battlefield, carrying the immense power of the rules of all realms.

The shockwave made everyone's eardrums ache and their hearts tremble: "Su Muchen! Get out here! How dare you intercept the River of Time! Are you trying to destroy all the worlds?!"

Everyone looked up and followed the direction from which the sound came.

A figure dressed in a blue Taoist robe slowly stepped out of the Myriad Realms Passage, his aura extremely violent.

The pale golden power of the rules of the myriad realms surged like a raging torrent, constantly crashing against the surrounding void, causing fine cracks to appear in the void, and even showing faint signs of collapse.

That person was none other than Li Sinan, who had been missing for a long time and whom everyone thought had perished!

The power of the myriad world rules surrounding Li Sinan grew increasingly dense, his eyes cold and piercing, like ten thousand years of ice.

His gaze was fixed on the void above Kunlun Ruins, and the pressure emanating from him was no less than that of any Shattering Realm expert.

It possesses an even greater sense of inviolable majesty and domineering presence than the Primordial Divine Spear in Wei Yu's hands.

"It's Li Sinan! How did he get here!" Some time travelers who knew about Li Sinan's disappearance back then exclaimed.

Suddenly, violent fluctuations appeared in the void above Kunlun Ruins, and blurry figures slowly emerged, hovering in mid-air.

A faint gray mist swirled around him, his aura both powerful and eerie.

Everyone looked up, their hearts sinking to the bottom, their faces filled with disbelief and horror—there were more than thirty figures!

Each figure exuded a powerful pressure from the Shattered Realm, and more than thirty Shattered Realm pressures intertwined, sweeping across the entire Kunlun Ruins like a tsunami.

It made everyone tremble uncontrollably, and even standing became difficult.

What's even more chilling is that, upon closer inspection, everyone actually spotted Shi Si, Shen Jianxin, Yao Guang, and others among these thirty-odd figures!

Their faces were still the same as everyone's, but their auras had become extremely powerful, and they were all at the Shattering Realm cultivation level.

The gray mist surrounding them made them appear even more mysterious, their eyes cold and devoid of any emotion.

It was neither a puppet controlled by a powerful figure in black robes, nor a former comrade-in-arms.

"Shi Si? Shen Jianxin? Yao Guang? How could it be them!" Wei Yu was shocked, his voice hoarse and filled with disbelief.

The various forces across the myriad realms were utterly shocked by this scene. Discussions, exclamations, and terrified screams mingled together, and people were filled with unease.

Someone muttered to themselves in despair, "More than thirty experts at the Shattering Realm... Are these myriad realms going to be treated like a backyard by transmigrators?"

"Do we even have a chance to survive?"

No one knew that these thirty people were the strongest transmigrators that Su Muchen had intercepted from the river of time.

The purpose is to help time travelers in a spacetime with a unique anchor point return home. As long as the time traveler in this spacetime successfully returns home, all time travelers can follow the anchor point and embark on the road home.

Just as everyone was plunged into endless shock and despair, a man dressed in white slowly stepped out from among the thirty-odd figures.

Looking down at Li Sinan, his tone was complex, tinged with helplessness yet undeniably firm: "Master! You're still as irritable as ever."

"Back then, you were unwilling to help me, unwilling to lend a hand, so I had no choice but to find a way back home on my own, and I had no choice but to take this perilous path!"

He paused, looked up at Li Sinan, his tone full of determination, and a hint of barely perceptible grievance.

"I was forced into this situation to cut through the river of time! Over the years, we have tried countless methods, failed too many times, and sacrificed too many time travelers."

"This time, we must succeed! We can't afford to lose again!"

Upon hearing this, everyone was stunned, their eyes fixed on the man in white, their hearts filled with turbulent emotions.

—This person is none other than Su Muchen!

Li Sinan trembled with rage, the power of the myriad world rules around him grew increasingly violent, and the cracks in the void grew larger and larger.

He roared, his voice filled with anger and disappointment: "You unfilial disciple! Is this how I taught you?"

"By seizing the river of time and space and disrupting the order of all realms, do you know the immense disaster this will bring?"

"You're gambling with all the transmigrators, all the living beings of all the heavens and myriad worlds!"

Chen Su, Xiaoyaozi, and Fenlie were all shocked when they heard the conversation between the two, their eyes filled with disbelief and horror.

The memories in my mind seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, drawn back to that distant time and space.

Chen Su was the first to react, her voice hoarse and trembling as she murmured, "Su Muchen... he's actually not dead!"

"I thought he had died in that time-space accident long ago, and his remains were never found!"

Xiaoyaozi slowly opened his eyes, his face still pale, his eyes filled with complex emotions and shock.

He echoed solemnly, "Yes, that accident back then was too tragic. Time and space collapsed, and we all thought he had perished completely."

"I never imagined he was still alive, and... he even did something like cutting through the river of time!"

Fen Lie frowned, his eyes filled with doubt and solemnity, and said in a low voice, "What happened back then is probably not as simple as we thought."

"Su Muchen has always been composed and wouldn't easily do something so reckless. What exactly does he mean by 'being forced into a corner'?"

Wei Yu gripped the crimson divine spear tightly, his eyes filled with shock and confusion.

He looked at Su Muchen in the sky, then at the furious Li Sinan, his heart filled with confusion.

What secrets are hidden in the past of Su Muchen, Li Sinan, and Chen Su?

Can cutting through the river of time truly allow all time travelers to return home?

What is the connection between the hunters and Su Muchen?

The black-robed expert stood still, looking at the more than thirty figures in the sky, and then at the furious Li Sinan and Su Muchen.

A sinister smile flashed in his eyes, and a mocking curve appeared at the corner of his mouth—he hadn't expected things to develop to this point.

Su Muchen's appearance will undoubtedly make the situation more chaotic, which is exactly the result he wants.