All Realms and Worlds: The Lost Home

The whole world was restless, collapsing, and chaotic.

A sudden, deathly silence fell.

The wind doesn't blow, the water doesn't flow, and the stone doesn't fall.

All the remaining eeriness, the dissipating black mist, and the torn space froze.

It was not a matter of forceful suppression.

It's not a magical restriction.

It is a supreme will that originates from the very source of the world, transcends all living beings, and encompasses the trajectories of all heavens, which has quietly awakened and descended upon the human world.

It is formless, shapeless, soundless, and without substance.

Yet it permeates every corner of the universe, locks in time and space, and overlooks all living beings.

Cold, vast, and supreme.

This is—the true form of the Heavenly Dao!

Ning Ye's back stiffened slightly, his dark eyes suddenly narrowed, and alarm bells rang in his heart.

He had witnessed the bizarre and overwhelming, the eternal evil gods, and the calamities of the heavens.

But they have never faced the true mastermind behind this world.

The source of all destiny, all good and evil, and all catastrophe.

Heaven.

A gentle yet powerful voice, carrying absolute control and brooking no refusal, pierced through the physical barrier and resounded throughout Ning Ye's entire sea of ​​consciousness.

There was no deafening roar, yet every word was etched into the soul, inescapable.

"Ning Ye".

The word "simple" encompasses a myriad of pressures.

Ning Ye did not respond, but stared intently at the empty, gray sky with a deep gaze.

He walked alone for ten years, disbelieving in fate, the way of heaven, and unconditional kindness.

The more gentle the appearance, the more insidious the scheming behind it.

The next second, the voice of the Heavenly Dao rang out again, carrying extreme seduction and inducement, advancing layer by layer, directly striking the deepest obsessions in people's hearts.

"Are you trying to save the world?"

"You endured ten years of hardship and loneliness, bearing the infamy of countless generations, fighting alone against evil, and sacrificing your life for the cause."

"What you seek is never power, fame, or authority."

"What you have always sought is simply a world free from disaster, eternal peace for all living beings, and the end of the catastrophe."

Every word precisely hits the nail on the head regarding Ning Ye's perseverance, grievances, and unseen courage over the past ten years.

Every word is true, every sentence pierces the heart.

For the first time in ten years, his heart, frozen in ice, was stirred by intense turmoil.

Before Ning Ye could speak, the allure of Heaven continued, carrying a deadly temptation.

"Do you want to become a new god?"

"Do you wish to completely end this bizarre pollution, eradicate the chaos in the heavens, and save all sentient beings from their descent into depravity?"

Three short questions.

Directly question your own heart.

Save the world.

Ascend to the divine position.

End the catastrophe.

This is the ultimate perfection that countless practitioners have dreamed of their entire lives and that countless living beings have longed for.

This is also the final outcome that Ning Ye has been waiting for day and night for ten years.

It's been ten years.

A whole decade.

He watched as humanity fell, as cities collapsed, and as countless innocent lives perished in the mouths of the strange creatures.

Watching teammates die in battle, watching comrades perish, watching oneself bear the stigma and be misunderstood by everyone.

He fought with all his might, to protect, and to withstand the insurmountable catastrophe.

The strange creatures are endless, the catastrophes never end, and the cycle of calamity continues.

No matter how many strange beings he vanquished or how many strange realms he destroyed, humanity remained mired in suffering.

He is too tired.

I'm so tired.

The path of guarding the world alone is too bitter, too lonely, and too hopeless.

At this moment, the words of Heaven were like a ray of light in his desperate situation, illuminating all his weariness and resentment.

"As long as you become a new god."

"Then you can save everything."

"End the strangeness, wipe away the catastrophe, and purify the heavens from pollution."

"Let the wandering, raging Earth finally find peace, and let the eternal catastrophe finally end."

"Not only that, you can have everything."

"Supreme authority, revered by all the heavens, eternal fame, and the power to grant any wish."

The voice of the Heavenly Dao was extremely gentle and persuasive, completely devoid of the cold, mechanical tone of before.

It was as if a supreme being overlooking all living beings had shown pity only to him, a man who had endured ten years of solitary martyrdom.

"I am the origin of this world, the fundamental Heavenly Dao."

"It is also the sole will that controls all plots, all destinies, and all the trajectories of the heavens."

"Today, I have come to you personally to give you this one and only chance."

"Abandoning the mortal body, ascending to the divine throne."

"Transform the mortal path, and take control of the heavenly path."

"In the form of a new god, to save humanity throughout the ages."

boom!

Ning Ye's mind exploded, and a tidal wave surged within him.

opportunity.

There really is a chance to completely save the world!

To completely end this endless catastrophe that ravages the heavens!

Completely free the world from bizarre slaughter and liberate all living beings from the control of fate!

A decade-long obsession, now within reach.

As long as he nods, all suffering will end and all sacrifices will find their way home.

But just as his mind was shaken and he was on the verge of wavering...

The consciousness of countless evil gods that was originally hidden behind the strangeness.

Suddenly, they all trembled, awoke, and erupted in fury!

Countless overlapping, hoarse, regretful, and extremely angry roars exploded at the same time!

"I've been scammed!!!"

"We've all been scammed!!!"

"From beginning to end, we were all pawns! Tools to be used!!"

The consciousness of the ancient evil god trembled violently, filled with endless regret.

"Our original plan!"

"We originally only wanted to take advantage of the gap in the plot caused by the great battle between Lin Nuannuan and Yue Meng, when the Heavenly Dao was unable to control things!"

"Break free from eternal imprisonment, escape the shackles of the script, and flee the destiny of eternal evil!"

"We thought this was our only chance for freedom!"

"We believed that helping you reverse the origins of the evil god was our only way to break free and be reborn!"

"But we never expected this!"

"From beginning to end, it was all part of a plan!"

"Our resistance, our defiance, our sacrifice—it was all part of the script!"

"It has never been out of control! It has never given us even a shred of freedom!"

Every word carries the extreme pain of being manipulated, played with, and having one's dignity utterly trampled upon.

Countless struggles, all in vain in a single day.

All the resistance, no matter how fierce, turned out to be nothing more than a carefully orchestrated play by the player.

How ridiculous.

How tragic.

Why did it allow Lin Nuannuan's dark side to break down?

Why did it allow Wei Yu to reveal the truth about the heavens?

Why has it been so slow to intervene and suppress our attempts to distort the truth?

The ancient evil god laughed bitterly, his voice broken and shattered.

"Because it doesn't care at all about the old storyline collapsing!"

"The old Lin Nuannuan, the old villain storyline, the old Sentinel system—they no longer fit its ultimate script!"

"I've wanted to replace it for a long time! I've wanted to get rid of it for a long time!"

"It has been waiting! Waiting for the perfect vessel—one with the most resilient will, the purest obsession, and the most terrifying influence!"

"This so-called savior, Ning Ye! He's the one it's been waiting for!"

All his perseverance, all his righteousness, all his courage.

In the eyes of the Heavenly Dao Outline.

They were never honorable martyrs.

It was simply perfect material for sculpting a god.

"Create a true god who possesses independent consciousness, complete divinity, and transcends combat power."

"It's too difficult."

"It requires the accumulation of endless years, the blessing of countless opportunities, and the sacrifice of the very source of the Heavenly Dao."

The ancient evil god's words, written in blood, revealed the darkest schemes of the Heavenly Way.

"But creating a puppet evil god is too easy!"

"Erase your true nature, lock away your mind, solidify the darkness, and bind yourself to the Heavenly Dao!"

"No cost, no preparation, no chance!"

"Just pick someone with a heart full of compassion for humanity and a deep-seated obsession, and forcibly push them into darkness!"

"Let the savior become the source of destruction!"

"Let those who uphold the Way become puppets of Heaven!"

"You want to save the world?"

"Can."

"The price is—you will forever be transformed into the most terrifying and bizarre evil god in the world!"