All Realms and Worlds: The Lost Home

Upon hearing this, Empress Houtu was taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter.

The laughter no longer contained the self-mockery and despair of before, but only a sense of relief and tragic grandeur.

A hoarse voice echoed within the dilapidated Ziwei Palace, drowning out the faint clashes of weapons outside.

"Haha! Well said, the only way is to help this kid break through!"

I, Houtu, have held power in the Heavenly Palace for countless years, receiving nourishment from the Heavenly Palace and enjoying the worship of all the immortals.

Now that the Heavenly Palace is in turmoil and all the immortals have perished, I, as the Emperor, should sacrifice myself for the cause.

Now, it is time to repay the Heavenly Palace and the soldiers and immortals who trusted me!

As he spoke, he slowly straightened his hunched back.

Even with the slightest movement, toxins in the body will frantically erode the meridians, bringing excruciating pain.

But his back was straight, just like when he held the power of Houtu and guarded the southern region of the Heavenly Palace, his proud spirit never bending in the slightest.

A fiery glint flashed in Emperor Gouchen's eyes, and a sickly flush rose on his originally pale face.

He clenched his fist tightly, oblivious to the fact that his nails dug deep into his palms and drew blood.

His tone was firm and resolute: "In that case, let's begin!"

Throughout my life, I, Gou Chen, have fought countless battles and never retreated.

Today, even if it means relinquishing power and burning away our very essence, we will help Shi Si break through, and fight for a glimmer of hope for the Heavenly Palace!

The three emperors exchanged glances, needing no further words.

The resolute determination and tacit understanding in their eyes spoke volumes.

They were all emperors of the Heavenly Palace, wielding power for countless years.

For them, authority is glory, responsibility, and a mission bestowed upon them by the Heavenly Palace.

But now, in order to protect the Heavenly Palace and break through the deadlock, they are willing to give up this glory and burn everything they have.

All this was to pave a path for Shi Si to break through, and to leave a glimmer of hope for the Heavenly Palace.

Meanwhile, the fighting outside the palace was still fierce.

The fierce battle between Mingluo and the Origin Realm general has reached a fever pitch.

The collision between the Netherworld Emperor Sword and the silver battle axe intensified, sparks flew everywhere, and the enormous impact swept through the surrounding void.

The soldiers of the Netherworld Legion continued to fight desperately, and despite heavy casualties, not a single one retreated.

Meanwhile, the other two Origin Realm generals had already broken through the outer defenses of the Netherworld Legion and were rushing towards the Nexus Gate.

His eyes were filled with a sinister killing intent, clearly indicating that he had sensed the unusual activity within the hub and wanted to come and stop it.

However, the three emperors did not care about this at all.

Their gazes were now entirely focused on the power in their hands, and their auras began to slowly change.

Emperor Ziwei took the lead.

She slowly raised her right hand, palm facing upward, and a pale golden light slowly emerged.

The spiritual light was gentle yet powerful, carrying an aura of control over the order of the heavens—the core authority of the Ziwei Emperor in the Heavenly Palace.

Countless fine runes flowed across this ray of light.

Those are the order runes passed down through the Heavenly Palace for millions of years, carrying the cultivation and insights of the Ziwei Emperor throughout his life, as well as a portion of the power of the Heavenly Palace's central hub.

As the spiritual light gradually emerged, the face of the Ziwei Emperor grew paler and paler, and the bluish-black color of his lips became more intense.

Driven by the power, the toxins in his body began to spread wildly, causing waves of tearing pain through his meridians.

But her gaze remained firm, unwavering in the slightest.

"The authority of Ziwei is the core of the Heavenly Palace's order. Today, I, Ziwei, am willing to relinquish this authority and return it to the Heavenly Palace!"

"With my very essence, I will aid Shi Si in his breakthrough and protect the peace of the Heavenly Palace!"

The voice of the Ziwei Emperor was deep and solemn, carrying a sacred and tragic meaning.

As soon as she finished speaking, a pale golden light began to rise slowly from her palm, detaching from his palm and drifting towards the central hub of the Heavenly Palace.

The moment the light appeared, Emperor Ziwei's body shuddered violently, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Blood stained her imperial robes, and the spiritual energy around her instantly weakened.

But she didn't stop moving, her hands forming a mudra, and she silently chanted an ancient incantation.

He continuously poured the last of his primal power into that pale golden aura of authority.

The pale golden light of the Purple Star Authority became even more dazzling under the infusion of primordial power.

As the runes flowed, they emitted an increasingly powerful force of order, slowly drifting to the top of the hub and hovering in the void.

Like a small sun, its gentle light spilled across the entire hub, dispelling some of the gloom surrounding the source energy.

This also gradually calmed down Shi Si's chaotic aura.

Emperor Ziwei watched the departing radiance of his authority, a relieved smile appearing on his face.

He slowly closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

His vital essence was still draining away, yet he felt incredibly relaxed.

He finally unloaded the burden in his heart and protected the Heavenly Palace in his own way, repaying those who trusted him.

Following closely behind Emperor Ziwei, Emperor Houtu also slowly raised her hand.

A yellowish-brown spiritual light appeared in her palm. The light was heavy and steady, carrying a power that nourished all things and guarded the region. It was the authority of Houtu.

This earth-yellow spiritual light was as heavy as the earth itself, and it was surrounded by countless earth-elemental runes.

Bearing the mission of Empress Houtu to govern the Heavenly Palace and nurture all immortals, it also carries her cultivation and obsession over countless years.

Empress Houtu looked at the spiritual light in her palm, a hint of reluctance flashing in her eyes.

After all, this authority had accompanied her for countless years; it was a symbol of her status and the source of her confidence in protecting the Heavenly Palace.

But when she thought of the crisis in the Heavenly Palace, when she thought of Shi Si's struggling figure, and when she thought of the soldiers who died in battle, the reluctance in her eyes was instantly replaced by determination.

"The authority of Houtu is the core of the Heavenly Palace and the Earth. Today, I, Houtu, am willing to relinquish this authority and return it to the Heavenly Palace!"

"With my very essence, I burn myself to the very end, to aid Shi Si in breaking through his realm, and to protect the peace of all immortals!"

Houtu Dijun's voice carried a hint of gentleness, yet was incredibly firm.

As soon as she finished speaking, the earth-yellow spiritual light in her palm slowly rose, echoing the pale golden spiritual light of the Ziwei Emperor, and drifted into the void.

The moment the divine light appeared, Houtu Dijun's body trembled violently.

The toxins in her body and the loss of her vital essence caused her excruciating pain all over her body, and blood kept spilling from the corners of her mouth.

His already hunched body was now even more shaky and on the verge of collapse.

But she still gritted her teeth, formed hand seals, and poured all the primal power within her body into the spiritual light of authority.

The earthen-yellow aura of authority grew increasingly profound under the nourishment of the primordial power.

As the runes flowed, they emitted a rich earth power, slowly drifting to the side of the pale golden light.

The two beams of light intertwined, forming a two-colored light shield that enveloped the entire sky above the Ziwei Palace.

As the source continued to dissipate, the aura of Empress Houtu became increasingly weak.

Her cheeks began to become gaunt, and her hair gradually lost its luster.

But her eyes remained bright and resolute.

She looked at the intertwined rays of light, and at Shi Si struggling not far away, a relieved smile appearing on her face.

She did not let down the Heavenly Palace, nor did she fail in her mission as the Emperor.

The last to act was Emperor Gouchen.

He suddenly stood up, and although he staggered and could fall at any moment, his aura remained powerful.

The originally weak spiritual energy around him surged again under his forceful urging.

He slowly raised his right hand, and a faint red aura appeared in his palm.

That spiritual light was intense and sharp, carrying a power that could conquer all directions and act decisively; it was the power of Gouchen.

This pale red aura was surrounded by countless killing runes.

It carries the glory of Emperor Gouchen's life of battles, his responsibility to protect the Heavenly Palace and resist foreign enemies, and his cultivation and pride over countless years.

"Gouchen's power is the core of Heavenly Palace's killing and warfare. Today, I, Gouchen, am willing to relinquish this power and return it to Heavenly Palace!"

"With my remaining body, I will burn away my very essence to aid Shi Si's breakthrough and annihilate all the debris of the Origin Realm!"

Gouchen Emperor's voice was powerful and resolute, carrying a sense of unwavering resolve.

As soon as he finished speaking, a pale red aura suddenly rose from his palm, carrying a sharp killing intent, and drifted toward the two-colored aura in the void.

The moment the light appeared, Emperor Gouchen suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

He staggered back several steps and leaned heavily against the broken stone pillar.

But he still didn't stop. He gritted his teeth and poured the last bit of his original power into the spiritual light of authority.

Even if it means shattering my meridians or scattering my soul, I will not hesitate.

The pale red aura of the Gouchen authority grew even hotter with the infusion of primordial power.

The killing runes swirled wildly, emanating a chilling aura of slaughter, and slowly drifted to the side of the two-colored spiritual light.

The three beams of spiritual light intertwined and merged instantly, forming a three-colored light shield that enveloped the entire Ziwei Palace and even spread to the outer perimeter of the hub.

This tri-colored light shield contains the power of order from Ziwei, the power of earth from Houtu, and the power of killing from Gouchen.

The three forces merged together, creating a powerful and sacred force that not only dispelled the surrounding source energy suppression but also emanated a strong nourishing power.

They surged continuously toward Shi Si.

The three emperors stood beside the stone pillar, their bodies swaying precariously, their faces ashen white.

The bluish-black color on his lips had almost spread to his cheeks, and the spiritual energy around him was as weak as a candle flickering in the wind.

Their vital essence had been completely depleted, and the toxins had thoroughly eroded their meridians and bodies.

Yet their eyes remained firm and bright.

Their eyes were fixed on the three-colored light shield in the void, and on Shi Si not far away, with a relieved smile on their faces.

Emperor Ziwei spoke slowly, his voice weak but still clear: "Shi Si, the three of us have returned the power of the Heavenly Palace to the Heavenly Palace."

"With our very essence, we will break through the suppression of the Origin Realm and help you break through your current realm."

"You must seize this opportunity to break through the barrier, regain your peak condition, protect the Heavenly Palace, and protect the surviving immortals."

"To avenge us, and to avenge our fallen soldiers!"

Empress Houtu nodded gently, her voice tender yet filled with expectation: "Child, do not disappoint our expectations, and do not disappoint yourself."

"The reason things don't go as planned is simply because we're not strong enough."

"Today, we have paved the way for your breakthrough. From now on, it is up to you to protect this land and the hope of returning home."

"Let the Heavenly Palace return to peace, and let all the immortals return to their homeland."

A burning glint flashed in Emperor Gouchen's eyes, and his tone was resolute: "Shi Si, after your breakthrough, annihilate all the scum of the Origin Realm and reclaim the Heavenly Palace!"

"Let's not let our sacrifices be in vain!"

"Remember, you are not fighting alone. Our will will always be with you, and the will of the Heavenly Palace will always protect you!"

At this moment, the three-colored light shield in the void shone even more brightly.

The three forces merged together, forming a powerful warm current that continuously flowed into Shi Si's body.

The chaotic atmosphere of Shi Si gradually calmed down under the nourishment of this warm current.

The stagnant energy within the body began to surge again.

The suppression array set up by the Origin Realm began to crack under the impact of the power of the three-colored authority.

The invisible mountain that had been pressing down on him gradually began to loosen.

Shi Si's eyes were bloodshot as he felt the power surging within him, and the expectations and sacrifices of the three emperors.

The anger and resentment in my heart instantly transformed into a powerful driving force.

He suddenly closed his eyes and devoted himself entirely to breaking through his cultivation level.

He activated the source within his body, frantically assaulting the barrier that allowed him to break through.

Outside the hall, Mingluo noticed the unusual activity inside the hub.

He felt a surge of power and a sense of sacred authority.

With a sudden swing of the Netherworld Emperor Sword, a jet-black sword aura blasted towards the Origin Realm general before him, knocking the opponent back several steps.

He then looked toward the direction of the Ziwei Palace, a hint of surprise and admiration flashing in his eyes.

He knew that the three emperors must have made some kind of sacrifice to help Shi Si break through.

"Three Emperors, rest assured, I will certainly hold the line and prevent these Origin Realm scum from interfering with my son's breakthrough!"

Mingluo silently chanted in his heart, and the Netherworld power around him surged once again, making his imperial might even more overwhelming.

He wielded the Netherworld Emperor Sword with increasing ferocity, launching a fierce attack on the Origin Realm general before him.

He would use his own power to protect the sacrifices of the three emperors and safeguard Shi Si's opportunity for breakthrough.

The two Origin Realm generals who were about to rush to the hub gate felt the pressure of the three-colored authority power in the void.

His steps abruptly halted, his eyes filled with disbelief, horror, and apprehension.

"What kind of power is that?!"

One of the Origin Realm generals cried out in alarm.

He could clearly feel that the power was vast and sacred, carrying the primordial power of the Heavenly Palace, far exceeding his imagination.

It even made him feel a sense of submission.

"Oh no! It's the power of the three emperors, Ziwei, Gouchen, and Houtu!"

Another Origin Realm general's expression changed drastically, his eyes filled with anxiety and ruthlessness.

"They actually abandoned their authority to help Shi Si break through!"

"We can't let Shi Si break through! Once he breaks through to the Breaking Realm, without the suppression, he'll achieve the Shattering Realm!"