All Realms and Worlds: The Lost Home

Just as Wen Xuyan was about to be completely corrupted and Huiming was in dire straits, a powerful and suffocating will suddenly broke through the temple's dome and swept across the entire space!

That will was warm and profound, carrying an inviolable majesty, like the origin of heaven and earth, instantly dispelling all the evil power and demonic energy around Wen Xuyan.

Wen Xuyan shuddered, his empty eyes instantly regained their clarity, and the gray mist around him completely dissipated.

The power of obsession was firmly suppressed deep within his soul, no longer causing any disturbance.

She staggered to her feet, her eyes filled with bewilderment and relief at surviving the ordeal.

An aged yet authoritative voice resounded throughout the temple, filled with boundless rage, causing the very air to tremble slightly: "How dare you commit such a vile act in my own home! Towards my child!"

"You madmen! Did you think I had already fallen silent?!"

Everyone instantly understood that this immense will was the will of the Earth!

Above the temple, an invisible barrier of power slowly emerged, radiating a soft yet powerful white light.

The white light, like a river flowing backward, pressed down on the eerie Buddha statue in the corner with an overwhelming force—the very essence of the demon!

The demon trembled violently, the gray mist around him dissipated wildly, and his arrogant aura was extinguished instantly.

It was rendered immobile by this overwhelming will, its voice trembling: "It was...it was your child who summoned me here! It was not my own doing!"

The demon frantically tried to explain while filled with fear, terrified that the Earth's will might annihilate it in a fit of rage.

Others may not know the terror of Earth's will, but as one of the negative sources of all worlds, its inherited memories clearly record the terrifying past of this powerful will.

That was when the Origin Realm was first opened and the world was still in its infancy. This powerful will, like that of a mother, resolutely launched a divine war to protect her people (the creatures of Earth).

He single-handedly killed over a thousand high-level world wills!

In that battle, the heavens and earth changed color, and the Origin Realm trembled. This Earth's will was like a madman, fighting relentlessly without regard for the cost.

Its resolute and ferocious presence is deeply imprinted in the hearts of all surviving world wills, making them forever afraid to provoke it.

But it was precisely because she killed too many high-level wills that those worlds that lost the control of those wills gradually collapsed and disintegrated.

This eventually formed the torrent that now ravages all the heavens and myriad worlds!

That overwhelming will, formed from the shattered world, carries the boundless resentment of countless shattered worlds.

In order to take revenge on the will of the Earth, it transformed into an invisible yet indestructible eternal shackle, imprisoning the Earth in the desolate land abandoned by the gods.

This land, which has nurtured countless lives, was completely isolated from all the heavens and the myriad worlds.

To eliminate any future troubles, the will of the Flood also set up a strange Starry Sky Spirit Locking Array.

This formation not only suppresses the power of Earth's will, preventing it from ever breaking through and advancing, but also deprives Earth's creatures of the right to cultivate in their homeland.

Even if they possess cultivation talent, they can only explore and progress in foreign lands, forever unable to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and break through realms in their homeland.

But the will of Earth never truly yielded. In the final moment before it was completely sealed, it mustered all its primal power to break free from the shackles for a brief moment.

It took a big bite of the core fortune from the Primordial Realm.

This immense fortune was completely stripped away and poured into the body of every living being on Earth without hesitation, becoming the foundation for Earth's people to defy fate and break free from their constraints.

It was precisely this lack of core fortune that caused the originally complete Primordial Realm to completely lose its support and collapse instantly.

It has transformed into the current state where all the heavens and myriad realms stand separately.

No one knows that it was this battle fought by the will of Earth that year, and it was the fortune it bit off, that allowed the beings of all the heavens and the myriad worlds to break free from the shackles of the primordial realm.

They have gained the right to live freely, cultivate and advance on their own, and control their own destiny.

When the great flood ravaged the heavens, the Dao Realm was the first to be hit, crushed by the flood's violent power, and on the verge of destruction.

It was the will of Earth that intervened to stop the flood when it was in dire need of its own survival, barely preserving the foundation of the Dao Realm.

In order to protect this life and to leave hope for the future in overcoming the crisis, the Earth's will and the Dao Realm reached a secret agreement.

He entrusted a supreme treasure, which contained fragments of his own original power and destiny, to the Dao Realm for safekeeping.

The agreement stipulated that the Dao Realm would only hand over this supreme treasure once a person appeared who could bear its power and gain its approval.

This treasure, which had been protected by the Dao Realm for countless years and was finally obtained by Ao Chen, is the Time-Space Wheel that is currently floating in Ao Chen's hand.

The majestic aura of the Earth's will still enveloped the entire area. Looking at the demon who was being suppressed and filled with fear, its voice gradually softened.

Yet he still maintained an undeniable air of control: "I can let you go, I won't completely eliminate you."

Upon hearing this, the demon trembled, a flash of wild joy crossing his eyes. He hurriedly replied in a trembling voice, "Your Majesty, please speak! As long as you spare me, I will do anything you ask!"

"I want you to make Wen Xuyan completely inherit your obsessive power." The voice of the Earth's will resounded.

"She was born with a connection to the power of obsession, and now that she has come together, only she can perfectly control this power, and only in this way can you completely break free from the confinement of the Primordial Realm."

Without the slightest hesitation, the Demonic Madness nodded in agreement: "I will definitely do everything in my power to help Wen Xuyan fully inherit the Demonic Madness's power and control it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the white light of Earth's will surged slightly, and a long spear, pure white with a faint golden glow, slowly emerged from the white light.

The spear was covered with obscure primordial runes, its tip was extremely sharp, and it faintly exuded the primordial aura of the primordial realm, with a vast and pure power flowing around it.

"This spear was evolved from a core fragment of the Primordial Realm, containing the power of the primordial origin." The will of Earth spoke slowly, presenting the spear to the Demon of Madness.

"From now on, it will be your destined weapon, which will help you suppress your own evil power and also assist you in guiding Wen Xuyan to inherit the power of the demonic obsession."

The Demon of Obsession carefully took the spear, and the moment his fingertips touched the shaft, a surge of primal power flowed into his body.

His previously suppressed aura stabilized somewhat, and his eyes were filled with awe and gratitude.

As the power of the demonic energy surged in, the spear's appearance changed, slowly transforming into a spear shaft entirely black and red.

As this long-buried truth was fully revealed, and as the deal between the Earth's will and the demon was struck, everyone's gaze once again turned to the time-space wheel in Ao Chen's hand and the spear in Wei Yu's hand.

The truth came to light. Chen Su stood there, shaking his head repeatedly, his face full of bitter smiles, his tone full of sighs and helplessness.