All Realms and Worlds: The Lost Home

"For the balance of all realms, for the survival of all living beings, I am willing to burn my very essence and shatter destiny!"

Li Sinan's roar pierced through the ball of light and resounded throughout the entire battlefield of the heavens, carrying a sense of determination and resolve that even caused the void to tremble slightly.

Pei Shaoyu's shout followed closely behind, passionate and powerful, gathering the beliefs of all wanderers on Earth, intertwining with Li Sinan's voice, becoming the strongest clarion call to break fate.

"Break free from fate! Protect our compatriots! Let's walk the road home together!"

Billions of voices converged, forming an indestructible force that impacted the rules of heaven and earth, as well as the enormous ball of light suspended in the void, about to erupt.

Everyone held their breath, their eyes fixed on the ball of light, filled with anticipation and trepidation—anticipation of the turning point brought by the burst of light, and trepidation of the unknown dangers and changes.

In the depths of the endless void, the faint light in the eyes of the purple-gold dragon grew brighter and brighter, and the purple-gold scales all over its body shone brightly, as if it was ready to make a move; the sword intent giant sword behind the black-clothed man shone with a sudden surge of sharpness, and the sound of the sword resounded faintly, echoing the shouts on the battlefield.

On the ground, Chen Su slowly opened his eyes, a glint of light flashing in them. The power of the rules around him gathered into an invisible barrier, protecting Hui Shu and the little flower within it. He calmly looked at the ball of light in the void, waiting for the change to occur.

Hui Shu squatted on the ground, staring intently at the little flower. Her small body trembled slightly, filled with both nervousness and anticipation. The little flower gently shook its leaves, releasing a faint fragrance, as if it too was sensing the power that was about to change everything.

Meanwhile, the resentment gathered in the corner of the battlefield became unusually restless. The dark mist churned wildly, yet it still carefully avoided everyone's detection. A pair of invisible "eyes" stared intently at the ball of light, waiting for the best moment to erupt.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, the enormous ball of light suspended in the void finally reached the peak of its power!

The golden light and black mist intertwined completely, forming a pillar of light that stretched across the heavens and earth. The light was so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it. The pressure emanating from it crushed all living beings on the battlefield of the heavens. Even those powerful beings with profound cultivation could not help but tremble and subconsciously lower their heads.

"Buzz—!"

A deafening roar erupted instantly!

The ball of light exploded with a deafening roar, and golden and black energy swept out like a tsunami. Wherever it passed, the void was torn apart, the earth trembled, and the broken remains of magical artifacts and flowing blood were swept up by this violent energy, turning into countless flying catkins that dissipated into the void.

This energy was too powerful and too violent, as if it would tear the entire universe apart and shatter all the rules and destinies!

Earthlings rallied their power to resist the violent energy surge; cultivators from all realms and creatures from the Origin Realm also gathered their defenses, their faces pale as they endured the crushing force of the energy, their hearts filled with fear.

Pei Shaoyu hovered in the void, his golden aura surging. He spread his arms, forming a huge golden barrier that protected the Earthlings around him, forcefully resisting the impact of the energy tsunami. A trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, but he still did not flinch.

The moment the ball of light exploded, a sudden change occurred!

What was originally just a tiny crack connecting the world of "Feather Under the Sky" suddenly expanded under the impact of the explosion of the ball of light!

The crack spread at a visible speed, from an initial thin slit to a huge rift that stretched across the heavens and the earth, as black as ink, emanating a chilling spatial fluctuation, like a lurking beast opening its ferocious maw, wanting to devour the entire universe!

Even more shockingly, an extremely strong suction force burst forth from this huge crack!

This suction force was extremely powerful, far exceeding everyone's imagination. Whether it was the cultivators floating in the void, the ruins on the ground, the broken magic treasures, or even the energy fragments in the void, they were all pulled by this suction force and rushed towards the direction of the crack, as if they were about to be completely sucked into the crack and never be reincarnated.

"Oh no! This suction force is too strong! Hold on!"

A powerful being from countless realms, his face deathly pale, roared as he channeled all his strength to resist the suction force. Yet, his body continued to move uncontrollably toward the crack, his aura growing increasingly chaotic, threatening to be swallowed up by the suction at any moment.

More and more people were drawn by this suction force, screaming and struggling in panic, but to no avail. They could only watch helplessly as they moved closer and closer to the huge crack, their hearts filled with despair.

Pei Shaoyu's expression changed drastically. While resisting the impact of the energy tsunami, he also tried to break free from the suction force. However, the suction force was too strong, and even he felt a strain. The golden aura around him began to sway slightly.

Just then, a terrified scream came from the huge crack, clearly reaching everyone's ears: "Holy crap! What's going on? I didn't write this! Stop messing around!"

This voice was neither majestic nor domineering; instead, it carried a hint of panic, a hint of confusion, and a hint of barely perceptible grievance. It was completely different from the cold and mysterious voice of "Feather Under the Sky" before, as if the person had become a different person.

Everyone froze, raising their heads to stare intently at the massive crack, their eyes filled with confusion and astonishment—was this "Feathers Under the Sky"? The author who controlled their fate and created this world?

Before they could react, a blurry figure was forcibly pulled out of the crack by that extremely strong suction force!

The figure was dressed in casual short-sleeved shirt and shorts, with messy hair, a look of panic on his face, and eyes full of confusion and fear. He had no aura of cultivation and looked like an ordinary mortal, completely different from the supreme and all-powerful author they had imagined!

Is this what they mean by "feathers flying in the sky"?

Everyone stared wide-eyed, their faces filled with disbelief and their hearts filled with doubt—could such an ordinary, even somewhat disheveled, mortal be the author who controlled their fate and created all the worlds?

"No! No! I don't want to go in! I haven't finished writing the ending yet!"

Pulled by the suction force, Fei Yu's body was uncontrollably drawn towards the battlefield of the heavens. His panic deepened as he struggled and cried out in despair, "What the hell is this place? This isn't how it's written in my novel! Let me go back!"

His struggles seemed utterly futile in the face of this powerful suction force; he could only watch helplessly as he drew closer and closer to the battlefield of the heavens, closer and closer to the beings whose fates he had controlled.

Just then, two dark figures were also pulled out of the crack by the suction force, following closely behind Fei Yu in the sky.

Everyone stared in astonishment—it was a laptop and a cell phone!

The laptop screen was still lit up, displaying dense text—the manuscript of "All Realms: The Lost Ones"; the phone screen was also lit up, still displaying the novel's editing interface. Clearly, Fei Yu under the sky was still writing this novel before being sucked into the rift!

"My laptop! My phone!"

Seeing his computer and phone in the sky, Fei Yu's face turned even paler. He frantically tried to reach out and grab them, but the suction was too strong, and his body couldn't move at all. He could only watch helplessly as his computer and phone fell with him toward the battlefield of the heavens.

Just as Feiyu and his computer and phone were about to completely break free from the crack, the enormous crack that stretched across the sky began to slowly shrink!

The cracks contracted faster and faster, the dark fog gradually dissipated, and the spatial fluctuations became weaker and weaker, as if they had never existed.

A moment later, the huge crack closed completely, and the void returned to calm, as if everything that had just happened was just an illusion.

Meanwhile, Fei Yu, along with his laptop and mobile phone, were completely drawn into the book he had written, "All Realms: The Lost Ones," and began to fall rapidly, suspended in the void of the battlefield of all realms, pulled by the residual suction force.

"Aaaaaaaahh ...

A piercing, distorted scream erupted from Fei Yu's mouth from the sky, shattering the silence of the battlefield.

His body plummeted rapidly, his hair disheveled by the wind, his face filled with terror, his eyes tightly shut, his hands flailing wildly as if trying to grab onto something, but there was nothing in the void. He could only let himself fall towards the earth like a kite with a broken string, his speed increasing rapidly.

Their panicked and disheveled appearance was in stark contrast to the mysterious and unpredictable "Feather Under the Sky" who had previously controlled their fate; the contrast was so great that it left people speechless.

Everyone present looked up, their eyes fixed on the rapidly falling figure. The expressions on their faces gradually changed from initial shock and confusion to an indescribable speechlessness, and even a hint of suppressed laughter.

The wanderers of Earth looked at each other, their eyes filled with bewilderment and speechlessness, and a thought popped into their minds at the same time: Is this the kind of person who controls our destiny?

Yes, this is a mortal who can't even fly and can only scream in pain when in danger. This is an author who was halfway through writing a novel and was sucked into the world he created. Yet, he controls their lives and deaths, their destinies, and the course of the entire universe.

Thinking about their previous despair, pain, and struggle, thinking about their efforts to escape their fate, thinking about the deaths of so many compatriots, a strong sense of speechlessness, and even a touch of absurdity, welled up in everyone's hearts.

"Holy crap... this is the author who controls our fate?" Shen Jianxin's lips twitched as he looked at the rapidly falling figure, his tone full of speechlessness. "I thought it was some supreme being, but it turns out to be just a mortal who can't even fly?"

Lin Nannan covered her mouth, barely suppressing her laughter, her eyes filled with disbelief: "Yeah, and he seemed really scared? That scream just now was way too exaggerated!"

Karen shook her head, her face full of helplessness: "We tried our best to break free from fate and resist his control, but... the one controlling us is such an outrageous person? This is too absurd."

Wei Yu slowly raised his head, staring blankly at the rapidly falling figure. There was no anger or despair in his eyes, only a deep-seated speechlessness.

He recalled his sacrifices in his past life, his efforts after his resurrection, and his fate of being manipulated like a clown. A strong sense of absurdity welled up in his heart—it turned out that the one who controlled all of this was a mere mortal who couldn't even fly.