All Realms and Worlds: The Lost Home

As the Sentinel's power awakened, Wei Yu's consciousness seemed to break free from the shackles of the mortal world and the constraints of his physical body.

It pierces through countless layers of mist and dust, flowing through that ancient and modern, shimmering river of time.

In the distance, I saw that hesitant figure atop Kunlun Mountain—that was his past life, a self trapped in confusion and shrouded in cowardice.

At that time, Kunlun Mountain was shrouded in mist and filled with celestial energy, but it could not hide the confusion and cowardice in the eyes of that figure.

In his past life, his heart was like a candle flickering in the wind, too weak to withstand even the slightest frost or snow, and too cowardly to dare to look directly at the thorns ahead.

Even with the potential to become a sentinel, and even with the mission of protecting their fellow citizens, they could never break free from the shackles in their hearts.

The mist of Kunlun Mountain not only shrouded the majestic mountains, but also his mind, binding him tightly.

Let him exile himself in doubt and confusion.

He remembered that in his previous life, he had also experienced life-and-death crises and struggled through the baptism of blood and fire.

But that deep-seated incompetence and naiveté still acted like heavy shackles, binding his strength without ever loosening.

He questioned whether he was qualified to protect his compatriots and doubted whether he had the ability to lead them back to their homeland.

He even chose to back down at a critical moment, causing countless compatriots to die because of his cowardice.

How can someone with such a weak will hold up a glimmer of light and become a beacon for countless compatriots on their journey forward?

Instead, his own doubts and self-imposed exile became the biggest barrier preventing everyone from embarking on their journey home and returning to their homeland.

Thinking of this, a ridiculous yet heavy sigh filled Wei Yu's heart.

It was a regret for one's past life, and even more so, a rejection and remorse for past cowardice.

In his past life, he ultimately failed himself and his compatriots who trusted and relied on him.

He failed the mission entrusted to him by the Earth, and he failed the expectation that transcended time and space.

"In my past life, I was cowardly and confused, and I failed everyone," Wei Yu murmured to himself.

The confusion in his eyes was gradually replaced by determination, and the Sentinel Power around him grew stronger. Golden spiritual light wrapped around his body, dispelling the evil aura within him little by little.

"But in this life, I inherit your body, but not your fear; I carry your memories, but not your sorrow."

He slowly raised his hand and gently gripped the gun barrel in front of his chest, the strength in his fingertips growing stronger.

The wound on his chest was healing at a visible speed, and the severed meridians were being repaired by the Sentinel's power.

The spiritual energy within his body was also rapidly recovering, becoming even more abundant and refined than before.

His figure gradually became taller and more upright in the golden light, and his originally unsteady steps became steady.

His aura also rapidly increased from the peak of the Breaking Realm, breaking through to a completely new realm.

The oppressive force grew stronger and stronger, causing the surrounding void to tremble slightly.

"From this day forward, I shall be the Sentinel!" Wei Yu's voice was firm and powerful, resounding throughout the void.

With a resolute determination to rebuild from the ashes, and with a heroic spirit to wash away all humiliation.

"With blood as ink, and sharpness as a pen, wash away all the humiliation and cowardice of your past life, shatter the confusion, and accept the invitation to redemption and glory!"

The moment he finished speaking, Wei Yu's Sentinel power erupted completely.

A dazzling white beam of light shot straight into the sky, piercing through the endless void and illuminating the entire battlefield.

Within the pillar of light, one could vaguely see the phantoms of countless fellow Earthlings—a force of protection, a longing for home.

The silver spear in his hand shone brightly, and countless golden sentinel runes appeared on its surface.

Each flash of the runes contained immense power of protection and slaughter; as the runes flowed, the aura of the silver spear became increasingly terrifying.

The Origin Realm cultivators who were surrounding them were completely suppressed by this sudden and terrifying power.

They staggered backward, their legs weak, their eyes filled with disbelief and horror.

Some even collapsed in mid-air, not even having the courage to lift their heads.

They could clearly sense that Wei Yu's aura was far beyond their comprehension.

That power, carrying an inviolable majesty and the weight of the Earth's will, instilled a deep fear in them from the bottom of their hearts.

The two Origin Realm Breakthrough cultivators at the front were trembling violently.

The murderous aura surrounding him was suppressed by the Sentinel's power, rendering him unable to move. The savage smile on his face had long since disappeared, replaced by extreme fear and disbelief.

The scarred monk on the left roared in a trembling voice, a hint of despair in his tone: "What...what kind of power is this?! This is impossible!"

Wei Yu raised his eyes, looking at them with icy coldness, his eyes devoid of any emotion, only filled with chilling killing intent.

The killing intent was mixed with grief for the deaths of his compatriots and resentment towards the cultivators of the Origin Realm.

He flashed, instantly transforming into a golden afterimage, his speed so fast that he left a faint trail in the void.

They didn't give the two cultivators who had broken through to the next level any chance to react.

"Pfft—pfft—" Two crisp, penetrating sounds rang out almost simultaneously.

The silver spear in Wei Yu's hand was like two golden swords, accurately piercing the chests of two Origin Realm Breakthrough cultivators.

The golden Sentinel power surged into their bodies through the tip of the spear, frantically devouring their essence and soul.

The two Origin Realm cultivators stared wide-eyed, their faces filled with resentment and despair. They wanted to roar, but no sound came out.

Their bodies gradually became transparent under the erosion of the Sentinel's power, eventually turning into dust and dissipating into the void without leaving a trace.

The remaining Origin Realm cultivators were terrified when they saw their two leaders killed in an instant.

Gone was their previous arrogance; they turned around and fled frantically toward the void rift like stray dogs.

However, he was firmly imprisoned in place by the sentry power surrounding Wei Yu, unable to move.

Holding a silver spear, Wei Yu moved slowly, his gaze sweeping over the trembling Origin Realm cultivators, showing no mercy whatsoever.

He wanted to avenge his fallen compatriots and make the cultivators of the Origin Realm pay the price they deserved.

Let them know that our fellow human beings on Earth are not lambs to be slaughtered!

He moved among the cultivators of the Origin Realm, his silver spear flashing.

Each swing took a life; wherever the golden spear light passed, cultivators from the Origin Realm fell to the ground.

Their souls were instantly obliterated, leaving them with no power to resist.

Screams rose and fell, but they could no longer shake Wei Yu's spirit.

His movements were swift and decisive, his eyes cold and resolute. Every attack was fueled by the fury of revenge and the determination to protect.

Moments later, all the Origin Realm cultivators who had surrounded them fell into pools of blood, turning into ashes that filled the sky.

The entire void was now empty, save for the surviving members of Wei Yu's squad, and the lingering stench of blood and malevolent energy in the air.

Wei Yu stopped and slowly turned around to look at the surviving compatriots beside him.

The coldness in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by determination and gentleness.

He could see that the surviving compatriots had eyes full of admiration and excitement, as well as a hint of relief at surviving a catastrophe.

In the distance, the protective barrier of Starfall City became increasingly clear, its pale blue shield radiating a soft glow.

The messenger's whale-like cry still echoed, carrying a glimmer of hope.

Wei Yu gently raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, feeling the immense Sentinel power within his body.

He knew in his heart that awakening the power of the Sentinel was only the beginning, and the road ahead was still full of thorns.

The threat from the Origin Realm still exists, and the true divine war that sweeps across all the heavens and myriad realms continues.

Countless compatriots are still struggling in dire straits.

But he was no longer afraid, no longer confused.

The cowardice of the past life has long been washed away by the blood and war of this life; the regrets of the past life will eventually be made up for by the redemption and glory of this life.

He was Wei Yu, a sentinel of the earth, and a guardian of his compatriots.

He carries the memories of his past life and possesses the power of this life.

He will carry this mission, overcome all obstacles, and lead the Earth's travelers on their journey home, towards a glory and redemption that belongs to them.

"Let's go to Starfall City," Wei Yu said in a deep voice, his voice not loud, but carrying an undeniable power.

The silver spear in his hand pointed directly towards Starfall City, and the Sentinel Power around him transformed into a pale golden barrier.

He shielded his surviving compatriots behind him, isolating them from the surrounding malevolent energy and danger.

"No matter how many obstacles lie ahead, no matter how many Origin Realm cultivators stand in my way, I will protect you."

"Until we set foot on our homeland, until we protect our home."

"Until we utterly defeat the Origin Realm and restore peace to all the heavens and myriad worlds!"

The surviving transmigrators looked at Wei Yu's tall figure and the dazzling golden aura surrounding him.

Their eyes were filled with admiration and excitement, and they gripped their weapons tightly, their voices choked with emotion yet resolute.

They responded in unison: "We obey the Sentinel's command! We swear to follow to the death! We will live and die with the Sentinel, we will live and die with the Earth!"

The group of people walked slowly through the shattered void towards Starfall City.

Wei Yu walked at the very front, his body surrounded by a sentinel aura as dazzling as the sun.

It dispelled the surrounding evil energy and darkness, and illuminated their way home.

Deep within his consciousness, the hesitant figure atop Kunlun Mountain gradually blurred and eventually vanished completely.

Instead, there is a steadfast, brave, and fearless sentinel.

A true strongman who can shoulder his mission, protect his compatriots, and lead the way back home.

In the void, Wei Yu's figure grew even more upright, and the golden runes on his silver spear continued to shimmer.

His gaze was fixed on the direction of Starfall City, his eyes filled with determination and expectation.

He knew that a new challenge was coming. The Fifth Legion of the Origin Realm was approaching, and the showdown between the powerhouses of the Shattered Realm was imminent.

But he was fearless—because he was no longer alone.

Behind him lies the will of the Earth, the expectations of countless compatriots, and the courage and strength to transcend past and present lives.

He will risk his life as a sentinel, risking his life to protect the homeland and safeguard its glory.