All Realms and Worlds: The Lost Home

The three of them walked slowly toward the broken walls and ruins not far away, their steps light and as quiet as possible.

More broken weapons and tattered armor were scattered on the ground along the way.

Some of the armor still bears dark red bloodstains, and despite the passage of time, it still exudes a faint smell of blood.

It sends chills down one's spine.

Zhao Hu and the others, who were hiding behind the broken wall, watched their disciples scatter.

He glanced at the departing figures of Shi Si and the other two, a sinister glint flashing in his eyes.

Zhao Hu lowered his voice and said to the handyman disciples beside him, "Follow them, but don't get spotted!"

"We'll strike when they find an opportunity or encounter danger, killing two birds with one stone!"

The dozen or so handymen disciples nodded and followed Zhao Hu cautiously.

Keeping his body low to the ground, he quietly followed behind Shi Si and the other two, using the broken walls and rubble as cover.

His eyes were filled with greed and malice; a secret scheme was quietly unfolding.

Just as the three were about to step into the area of ​​broken walls and ruins, Shi Si suddenly stopped.

His brows furrowed suddenly, and his expression became serious.

Deep within his body, the small black dagger that had been dormant for many days began to tremble slightly once again.

A faint yet distinct pulling force emanated from not far ahead, subtly drawing the black dagger in.

"What's wrong, Brother Shi?" Lin Nannan noticed his unusual behavior and asked softly.

His eyes were full of doubt, and he subconsciously stopped and looked around warily.

Shen Jianxin immediately stopped, and his sword energy slightly gathered around him.

His sharp gaze swept across the surroundings, and he said in a low voice, "Have you noticed something's wrong?"

Shi Si gently shook his head, suppressing the turmoil in his heart, and said in a low voice, "It's nothing."

"I only vaguely sensed something unusual; something inside me was being drawn by the aura in front of me."

He didn't elaborate on the black knife, after all, it was his biggest secret and shouldn't be revealed easily.

He quietly looked inside his body and saw that the surface of the black dagger was once again emitting a faint dark light.

The frequency of the tremors increased, and the pulling force became clearer and clearer.

Clearly, something not far ahead was resonating with the black dagger, drawing it towards it.

"This pulling force... doesn't seem to be a rare and precious material, nor does it seem to be a magical artifact left behind by a cultivator."

Shi Si pondered silently, a hint of doubt and wariness flashing in his eyes.

He could sense that the pulling force was not malicious, but rather carried an ancient and mysterious aura.

It had the same aura as the black dagger.

Shen Jianxin noticed his expression was off, but didn't ask any further questions. She simply said in a serious tone, "Whatever it is, we must be careful."

"Amidst the ruins ahead, danger may lurk, or it may hold an opportunity."

"If you sense something is amiss, we'll slow down and investigate more thoroughly."

Shi Si nodded, suppressing his doubts, and slowly continued forward.

However, his gaze became increasingly vigilant as he kept an eye on his surroundings, wary of any sneak attacks from Zhao Hu and his men.

While sensing the strange movement of the black dagger within his body, he quietly moved forward, drawn by that pulling force.

He knew in his heart that whatever attracted the black knife must be extraordinary.

It may be the key to unlocking the secret of the black knife, or it may be an unknown crisis.

But he did not choose to back down—whether it was to gain control of the black dagger within his body or to obtain an opportunity in the secret realm.

He had to find out for himself.

Following the pull of the current, the three slowly moved forward through the broken walls and ruins.

The stench of blood grew stronger along the way, and the shards of armor and weapons on the ground became increasingly dense.

Occasionally, you can still see some broken skeletons, silently telling the story of the fierce battles of yesteryear.

Zhao Hu and his men, still using the obstacles for cover, followed at a distance, not daring to get too close.

He only dared to stare intently at the three people's backs, patiently waiting for the right moment to strike.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the view ahead gradually opened up.

A huge black stone tablet stands abruptly in the center of the broken wall.

The stone tablet is entirely black, its surface covered with traces of time's erosion, and engraved with dense ancient runes.

Under the glow of the blood moon, the runes glowed with a faint dark red halo, exuding a majestic and ancient aura.

From afar, it resembles a silent giant, guarding this ancient battlefield.

"What is that?" Lin Nannan asked in a low voice, her eyes filled with curiosity and apprehension.

He gripped Shi Si's sleeve tightly, not daring to step forward easily.

Shen Jianxin frowned, his sword aura slightly agitated, and his expression grew increasingly solemn: "Something's wrong with this stone tablet."

"The aura is too ancient, and it contains strong spatial fluctuations, unlike ordinary ancient battlefield ruins."

Shi Si stared intently at the stone tablet, the black dagger inside his body trembling more violently.

The pulling force had reached its peak; clearly, the thing that was attracting the black dagger was within this stone tablet.

Or it may be closely related to the stone tablet.

He could clearly sense that the runes on the stone tablet resonated faintly with the aura emanating from the black dagger.

It seems there is some kind of intricate connection between them.

Just as the three of them slowly approached the stone tablet, when they were still several feet away...

The runes on the surface of the stone tablet suddenly surged, and a faint black ripple slowly spread out from the stone tablet.

Wherever the ripples passed, the surrounding air was subtly distorted.

A powerful spatial force instantly enveloped the three of them.

"Oh no!" Shen Jianxin's heart tightened, and he subconsciously shielded Shi Si and Lin Nannan behind him.

He tried to unleash his sword energy to defend himself, but the ripple was too strange and impossible to block.

It instantly enveloped the three of them.

Shi Si felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, followed by a strong sense of dizziness.

The spiritual energy within his body surged violently, and the black dagger's tremors reached their peak.

The sounds of wind and footsteps vanished instantly, replaced by deafening shouts of battle and the clashing of weapons.

There were also heart-wrenching screams.

Not only Shi Si and his two companions, but also some disciples who were also drawn to the stone tablet and were approaching it from a distance.

They were also enveloped by this ripple and disappeared from their original positions.

Zhao Hu and his men, who were hiding behind the broken wall in the distance, witnessed this scene and their faces showed a mixture of astonishment and greed.

However, they dared not approach easily, and could only observe from afar, secretly devising countermeasures in their hearts.

The next second, the dizziness subsided, and Shi Si and the other two landed steadily.

The scene before them had completely changed—they were no longer amidst ruins.

Instead, they were standing on a vast battlefield, with no end in sight.

The ground was covered with dark red bloodstains and was muddy.

Countless cultivators clad in ancient armor were wielding weapons, locked in fierce combat, their shouts echoing through the heavens.

The blood moon still hung high in the sky, its crimson light spilling across the battlefield, turning the figures fighting into a dark red.

The air was thick with the stench of blood and gunpowder.

The sharp sword energy and the boundless spiritual power intertwined, forming a terrifying pressure that made it hard to breathe.

"Where...where is this?" Lin Nannan's face turned pale as she clung tightly to Shi Si's side.

Her voice trembled slightly; the scene of slaughter before her was far more brutal than she had imagined.

Shen Jianxin scanned his surroundings with sharp eyes, his sword aura fully activated, vigilantly watching for any movement around him.

He said in a deep voice, "We were teleported to another battlefield by the ripples from the stone tablet!"

Shi Si forced himself to calm down, and the black dagger inside his body gradually calmed down.

Yet it still emitted a faint dark light, as if it were adapting to its surroundings.

He looked around at the brutal battle before him, and was secretly shocked: "The atmosphere here is even more ancient than outside."

"Moreover, these cultivators fighting are all quite powerful. It seems we've fallen into even greater danger."

Just then, a clear and urgent female voice came from not far away, carrying a hint of urgency and vigilance.

"You people over there! How dare you come to the battlefield! Come with me now!"

The group looked in the direction of the sound and saw a female Taoist priest in a light blue robe running quickly toward them.

She was slender and had a beautiful face, but her brows held a sharp edge that seemed to have been sharpened by a previous attack.

He held a slender, cyan longsword in his hand, his eyes scanning his surroundings warily.

They were afraid of being caught in the crossfire of the battle.

The female cultivator rushed to the three of them in an instant, and before they could react, she grabbed Lin Nannan's wrist.

He then said urgently to Shi Si and Shen Jian, "Don't just stand there! It's too dangerous here. If we don't leave now, it'll be too late!"

A hint of wariness flashed in Shen Jianxin's eyes, and he subconsciously tried to break free.

But the female cultivator pressed down on his shoulder, her voice urgent: "I mean no harm! I'm trapped here too."

"Come with me to a safe place first, then we can talk slowly!"

Shi Si saw that the urgency in the female cultivator's eyes did not seem fake, and he also sensed that there was no malice in her.

He then gently shook his head at Shen Jianxin, signaling him to calm down.

Shen Jianxin understood, concealed his sword aura, and followed the female cultivator, hurrying towards a hidden cave at the edge of the battlefield.

They moved swiftly and nimbly, dodging the fighting cultivators and splattering blood along the way.