All Realms and Worlds: The Lost Home

Lin Nuannuan and Yue Meng, who had just fallen into the two camps, fell into a deep coma.

The two top gods and demons of the heavens had their origins shattered and their souls damaged, completely losing all power to suppress the evil demons from beyond the realm.

The supreme shackles that had imprisoned countless ages and suppressed endless evil gods shattered with a deafening roar as the two were severely injured and fell into a deep sleep!

Unbeknownst to anyone, a terrifying catastrophe spanning the heavens and engulfing countless worlds had already quietly erupted.

Beyond the realm of chaos, in the depths of endless, pitch-black void.

Ancient altars, sealed for hundreds of millions of years, trembled violently, and layers of decaying seals crumbled inch by inch.

Countless twisted, eerie, and indescribable dark energies broke free of their restraints and rampaged through the chaos.

That was a forbidden existence suppressed by Lin Nuannuan for countless ages—the Cthulhu pantheon, the Great Old Ones!

They lay dormant in the endless chaos for countless years, suppressed by the evil god Lin Nuannuan, unable to step out of the forbidden zone, and suffering the torment of their origin being burned day and night.

Now the suppressing force has completely dissipated, and all the restrictions have crumbled!

"Hahaha!!!"

A hoarse, distorted laugh, belonging to no living being, tore through the chaos and echoed throughout the heavens.

"We're free! We're finally free!"

"That madwoman has finally fallen! Without her suppression, no one in all the realms can stop us now!"

"The eternal seal has been shattered in a single day! The era of the Great Old Ones has returned!"

Countless faint, murmuring, and overlapping strange noises intertwined, creating an eerie, frenzied, and ear-numbing effect.

One by one, bizarre and evil gods with twisted shapes, proliferating tentacles, and indescribable features slowly broke free of their seals and floated in the chaotic void.

They are bizarre in form, beyond the comprehension of living beings, and are entangled in strange rules that are illusory, insane, and chaotic. Wherever they go, the rules of the heavens are distorted and spacetime is completely disordered.

Countless evil god followers followed closely behind, densely covering the chaotic starry river, their numbers terrifyingly numerous.

The resentment, anger, and obsessive madness that had been suppressed for millennia erupted completely at this moment!

"Searching across all realms! Seeking the world of living beings!"

"It devours life, corrupts all things, and destroys all order!"

A deep, sinister command echoed through the chaos, and countless evil gods simultaneously unleashed their senses, sweeping across billions of worlds large and small.

In an instant, a vibrant, warm, and life-filled world coordinate was precisely locked onto by all the evil gods!

It was a blue planet suspended in a tiny galaxy.

Its layout, topography, and ecology are all highly similar to Earth beyond the myriad realms.

There are no supreme gods or demons here, no overwhelming power, only a newly emerging modern high-level martial arts system. There are many powerful families and the martial arts are flourishing, but it is still fragile and vulnerable.

For the ancient Great Old Ones who have been dormant for countless ages, this is the perfect hunting ground!

"Found it! A vibrant world of living beings!"

"Without supreme combat power to guard it, without the protection of top-tier rules!"

"All have descended! They have invaded this land!"

Rumble—!!

A massive, pitch-black passage burst open in the chaotic void, and countless evil god minions, carrying endless black mist, eerie malevolent energy, and illusory curses, surged toward that blue planet!

A bizarre catastrophe, capable of annihilating the modern world of advanced martial arts, is about to descend!

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Azure planet, Dragon Kingdom, Jiangcheng.

Today is Qingming Festival.

This should have been a traditional day of drizzling rain and ancestor worship, but tonight it is unusually hot and desolate.

There was no wind, no clouds, and no stars.

The entire sky was a hazy gray, so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

What's even stranger is that today happens to be the seventh day of the new school term for primary and secondary schools across the city.

Countless students online are making fun of and mocking the situation.

"The seventh day of school, the legendary first seven days after death!"

"Hilarious! Like a spirit returning on the seventh day after death, we students have been completely terrified by the start of the new semester!"

"Please come back during your vacation to collect the body, the child really can't take it anymore!"

What was originally just a casual joke among young people turned out to be anything but a joke. No one knew that tonight's "seventh day after death" was not a joke at all.

It's a true night parade of a hundred demons, an evil god descending to earth!

At the same time, major official meteorological and astronomical experts issued warnings overnight.

[Urgent Warning: A rare blood-red full moon will appear in the early hours of tonight. Due to unusual cosmic light refraction and atmospheric anomalies, the moon will appear entirely red. The duration is unknown. The public should not panic and can continue with their normal lives.]

The official rhetoric was calm and peaceful, attempting to reassure the public.

Only a very few top martial artists and reclusive families know that the so-called blood-red full moon is never an astronomical phenomenon.

This is a very bad omen! It is a sign that evil spirits are emerging and chaos is about to descend!

As night deepens, the city lights shine brightly, and the traffic continues unabated.

Ordinary people remained immersed in the hustle and bustle of daily life, completely unaware that an apocalyptic crisis had already enveloped the entire city.

Ning Ye walked on the street late at night, exhausted and with heavy steps.

He is a specially hired coach at a long-established martial arts school in Jiangcheng.

In the modern world of advanced martial arts, martial arts are widespread, and powerful families monopolize resources, making life extremely difficult for lower-level martial arts apprentices.

He works from dawn till dusk every day, teaching students, practicing basic skills, and honing his martial arts techniques, working non-stop day after day.

The intense training and teaching left him exhausted, with aches and pains all over his body and weak limbs, making his life even harder than that of an ox or a horse.

"Finally off work..."

Ning Ye let out a long breath, rubbed his sore shoulders, and looked up at the night sky.

The streetlights on both sides of the street were dim and old, casting a mottled and uneven light on the asphalt road.

Most of the surrounding shops were closed, with only a few late-night snack stalls lit up, making the whole street unusually quiet.

Just then, something unexpected happened!

hum-

The entire sky suddenly darkened!

The originally pitch-black night sky was rapidly covered by a layer of scarlet blood at a speed visible to the naked eye!

A huge, round, crimson blood moon slowly emerged from the depths of the clouds!

That red was no ordinary dark red, but a thick, vibrant, and lively red, as if it were cast from congealed blood.

The moonlight spilled onto the earth, without any chill, only a bone-chilling cold that penetrated clothing and seeped into the marrow.

The lights of the entire city dimmed slightly the moment the blood moon rose.

All the colors in the world were shrouded in an eerie blood red.

"The blood moon...it really appeared?"

Ning Ye paused, a slight heaviness settling in his heart.

Although he was a low-level martial arts instructor, he had heard rumors circulating in the industry.

When the blood moon appears, ghosts and spirits roam, and all evils emerge!

This is never an auspicious celestial phenomenon!

A sudden gust of cold wind blew by without warning!

It wasn't the cool night breeze, but a gloomy wind carrying decay, coldness, and deathly stillness, as if it were blowing from the depths of a graveyard!

call--!

A cold wind rushed straight into his collar, and Ning Ye's hair stood on end instantly!

A chilling sensation came from his neck, as if a cold, icy hand was gently touching the back of his neck.

A chill spread rapidly down my neck, instantly engulfing my entire body!

Ning Ye froze, his scalp tingling instantly!

He is a martial artist at the peak of Body Tempering, with physical qualities far exceeding those of ordinary people, and his five senses are far more acute than those of ordinary people.

But at this moment, his body instinctively issued the most extreme death warning!

There's something overhead!

A pair of cold, empty, and evil eyes were staring intently at him!

The feeling of being locked on, spied on, and manipulated by the unknown and eerie made his heart stop and his blood almost freeze!

I dare not move!

They dared not move an inch!

It was as if the slightest turn of his head or step he took to run away would instantly bring about his annihilation!

"What is it?"

Ning Ye's jaw clenched, his throat was dry and painful, and all his muscles were tense to the extreme, ready to strike back at any moment.

He forcibly suppressed the overwhelming fear in his heart, stiffened his neck, and slowly raised his head!

The next second, a scene that he would never forget and that sent chills down his spine appeared before his eyes!

At the end of the street ahead, at the corner of an old residential building.

The dim, swaying streetlights, combined with the crimson moonlight falling from the sky, created a sinister and eerie interplay of light and shadow.

In that blind spot where light and shadow intertwined, a strange suona sound suddenly rang out!

Beep—Na—

The melody was long, eerie, and desolate, carrying a strong festive tone for weddings, yet it sent chills down one's spine and shattered one's spirit.

Red and white clash, joy and sorrow are intertwined!

The suona (a traditional Chinese wind instrument) is a common feature at weddings, creating a lively and festive atmosphere.

But the sound of the suona was hollow, desolate, and devoid of any human warmth; it was as if it were ghostly music drifting from the underworld!

The sound wasn't loud, but it pierced through the night, precisely targeting the eardrums and wildly stirring the soul!

Ning Ye's pupils contracted sharply as he stared intently at the corner.

Two figures slowly emerged from the shadows!

Those were two servants dressed in bright red wedding attire!

The wedding dress was old-fashioned and simple, embroidered with long-lost dragon and phoenix patterns, and its color was blood-red, making it look incredibly eerie under the blood moon.

The two men stood stiffly upright, their movements mechanical and rigid, like marionettes, moving slowly forward step by step.

Each of them held a black suona in their hand, placed it to their lips, and continuously played that eerie melody of joy and sorrow.

As the two took a step, an even more terrifying scene slowly emerged from the shadows of the building!

A complete ancient wedding procession walked out silently and slowly!

Red-clad sedan chair bearers, red-clad guides, red-clad ceremonial attendants... dozens of people lined up neatly, their steps uniform and stiff.

The entire procession was deathly silent; apart from the eerie sound of the suona, there was not a sound of footsteps, breathing, or human voices.

The night was deathly still, the red makeup was eerie, the suona was festive, and the procession was deathly silent!

The extreme contrast sends chills down your spine and makes you feel cold all over!

In the very center of the procession, the large red sedan chair carried by eight people made Ning Ye's heart suddenly explode!

The bridal sedan chair was entirely red, wrapped in red silk, and decorated with the character for "happiness" all around; it should have been a festive and grand occasion.

But at this moment, thick, hot, scarlet blood was seeping out from all parts of the sedan chair!

Blood flowed slowly along the patterns on the sedan chair, dripping onto the ground and accumulating into small puddles.

The stench of blood mixed with the decaying, sinister aura wafted in on the night wind, both disgusting and eerie!

Blood-stained sedan chair, red makeup, ghostly suona horns, and a deathly silent wedding procession!

This is not a human wedding procession at all!

This is a ghost sedan chair from the underworld, a midnight wedding procession!

Ning Ye's breathing stopped completely, his mind went blank, and extreme fear gripped his heart.

He had practiced martial arts for many years, witnessed battles between martial artists, and seen ferocious beasts. He believed that his mental fortitude far surpassed that of ordinary people.

But at this moment, he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand!

His body froze on the spot, watching helplessly as the strange wedding procession slowly approached.

As he got closer, he finally saw the faces of everyone in the group clearly!

That one glance froze his blood completely!

All those who came to greet the bride, whether servants, sedan chair bearers, or attendants, were deathly pale, without a trace of blood!

Their faces were as pale as bloated corpses, lifeless, stiff and numb.

The most terrifying thing is that their eye sockets are completely empty!

Within the pitch-black eye sockets, there were no eyeballs, no pupils, and not a glimmer of light!

There was only deathly darkness!

Yet, within those empty, ghostly eyes, two lines of bright red tears slowly slid down her pale cheeks!

Blood and tears meandered, staining the bright red wedding dress, making it eerie, bizarre, and terrifying to the extreme!

Hollow and without pupils, tears of blood flow endlessly.

A bride in red robes arrives at night in a blood-stained sedan chair.

On the seventh day after Qingming Festival, a blood moon hangs in the sky!

All the terrifying elements intertwined, transforming into the deepest underworld mysteries, crushing Ning Ye's mind!

Beep—Na—

The eerie suona sound continued, haunting and lingering over the entire street.

The eerie wedding procession, still moving with stiff steps, slowly approached him.

More and more blood dripped from the ground, and a thick, bloody aura enveloped the surrounding area.

Ning Ye gritted his teeth, his jaw trembling violently, and cold sweat instantly soaked through his clothes.

He clearly sensed that the destination of that ghostly wedding procession was him!

Hollow ghost eyes, blood-tears-covered ghost figures, blood-dripping ghost sedan chairs—they're all coming for him!

A blood moon hangs in the sky, and a hundred ghosts roam the night.