All Realms and Worlds: The Lost Home

The dust and smoke slowly settled.

The lingering power of Yue Meng's furious crushing of the evil gods still echoed throughout the desolate, unclaimed city.

The ground was covered with dense cracks and ravines, and huge pits of varying depths crisscrossed the ruins. Broken steel remnants and charred gravel covered every corner of the ruins.

The air was thick with the lingering aura of bloodshed and slaughter, mixed with faint remnants of black mist left after the collapse of the evil god, creating an oppressive and somber atmosphere.

The fleeing evil god had long since disappeared into the depths of the spacetime rift, and dared not set foot in this area again.

The raging winds gradually subsided, and the restless world returned to deathly silence.

Ning Ye looked down at the devastated ruins, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

On one side is the Heavenly Dao's ruthless scheming, and on the other side are the evil gods and sentient beings who are forced to become pawns and have no control over their own lives.

He himself remains trapped in that age-old dilemma.

He transformed into an evil god to save the world, abandoning his true self.

Hold fast to your original heart, refuse to fall into evil, and let calamity continue forever in the human world.

No matter what choice you make, in the end it will be an unsolvable dead end.

Junyi leaned against the broken rubble of a high-rise building, one hand in his pocket, looking languid, but a hint of seriousness was hidden in his eyes.

He glanced at Yue Meng, whose face was cold and whose killing intent had not completely dissipated, and sighed silently.

Everyone knows that punishing evil gods is just a trivial matter.

The truly intractable problem, the one that leaves everyone helpless, has always been the grand scheme of the world, hanging high above the heavens and controlling the trajectory of all destinies.

At this moment when everyone was silent and at a standstill!

Buzz—!

The entire world suddenly trembled slightly.

It was neither the violent tremors of a collapsing space nor the deafening roar of colliding energy.

Rather, it is a subtle fluctuation originating from the fundamental rules of the world, from the most basic level of time and causality.

At this moment, the shattered void automatically repaired itself, the chaotic air currents returned to normal, and all the scattered pebbles were stilled and suspended in mid-air.

Yin and Yang reverse, time and space turn back.

A simple, strange phenomenon instantly made Ning Ye's hair stand on end and his heart clench.

Because he could clearly perceive that everything around him—time, space, laws, yin and yang—was completely controlled by people at will!

This power has transcended all known cultivation realms in the world!

"They're here."

Junyi straightened up, abandoning her languid posture, and a slight smile appeared on her lips.

next second.

In the center of the void, layers upon layers of black mist parted on their own to both sides.

Two tall, slender figures, stepping on frozen fragments of time and space, slowly descended above the ruins.

The elderly man at the head of the group wore a simple gray robe, his white hair was casually scattered, and he had a weathered and ancient air about him. He did not exude any terrifying pressure and looked like an ordinary old man from the mortal world.

The only extremely incongruous thing was that his left eye was swollen and a dark bruise was particularly noticeable, a real black eye that ruined his detached and calm aura.

This person was none other than the ancient fox spirit, Chen Su.

Beside Chen Su stood a young man dressed in white, his features cool and aloof, his face exceptionally handsome.

His aura was so restrained that he seemed to merge with the entire world, silent and invisible.

It was Pei Shaoyu.

The two stood side by side, without stirring up the slightest gust of wind or creating any aftershocks of energy.

However, within a radius of one thousand meters, all strange laws, spatial-temporal turbulence, and the authority of the Heavenly Dao were forcibly sealed off.

Realm Shattering Realm experts are able to tear through the void and wield the laws of the heavens, making them the undisputed ceiling of combat power in the current heavens.

But at this moment, Chen Su and Pei Shaoyu had already completely broken through the shattering realm's constraints and completed their final transformation.

They have solidified a new supreme realm, transcending the shackles of the heavens and breaking free from the constraints of reincarnation. They can reverse yin and yang, turn the world upside down, control time and space, and sever cause and effect.

Countless powerful beings from the outside world have spent countless ages trying to define this new realm.

Only one person gave this realm a unique name.

That is the creator who commands all things in the heavens and creates this fantastical universe—Flying Feather Under the Sky.

Therefore, this new realm, which transcends the shattered realms and surpasses all heavens, was officially named: Half-Step Author Realm.

Half author, half scriptwriter, half ruler of the heavens.

A single thought can reverse yin and yang, a single thought can turn the world upside down, a single thought can freeze eternity of time and space.

Compared to the lofty, omniscient, and all-powerful complete author, they still have certain limitations.

But within this world, apart from the author himself, they are almost invincible.

Dressed in a gray robe, Chen Su raised his hand and casually rubbed his swollen and bruised left eye, a look of bewilderment on his face.

It seems that when Yuemeng was in a berserk state, she really didn't show any mercy.

"Alright, Yuemeng."

Chen Su's voice slowly resounded throughout the heavens and earth, gentle yet possessing an aura of absolute control.

"You've beaten up those little devils from the evil god, and you've vented your anger completely."

"There's no need to stay angry. Now, we should calm down and deal with the real problem."

"Script outline".

As soon as those four words were uttered, Yue Meng, whose face had been cold, suddenly felt a surge of bloodthirsty aura around her.

She slowly raised her eyes, her cold gaze fixed on Chen Su and Pei Shaoyu in mid-air. Her red lips parted slightly, her tone filled with long-suppressed anger and resentment.

"You two seem to have it easy."

"Observing from the beginning to the end with detached indifference."

"Watching Nuannuan and me being tightly controlled by the Heavenly Dao Outline and bound by layers of plot shackles."

"Like two monkeys being played, acting according to a predetermined script, being manipulated and controlled, and you never stepped in to help from beginning to end."

This sentence is the culmination of resentment that has been building up for far too long.

Lin Nuannuan's dark side collapsed, and she fell into a long coma.

She was targeted by the outline at every turn, and every move she made was calculated.

The calamities of the heavens repeat themselves in cycles, and countless innocent lives perish.

Chen Su and Pei Shaoyu were fully aware of all of this, but they remained bystanders.

No one could remain calm in that situation.

Faced with Yue Meng's accusatory anger, Chen Su showed no anger whatsoever. Instead, he threw his head back and burst into laughter, the sound echoing throughout the lonely city.

"Haha, Yue Meng, don't put it so harshly."

"What do you mean by standing by and watching? We were just doing the right thing at the right time."

"Furthermore, you should know better than anyone how terrifying the Heavenly Dao Outline is."

Chen Su suppressed her smile, her expression becoming slightly more serious, and slowly explained.

"That guy controls all the plots, all the destinies, and all the rules of this world."

"Before we completely break through the shackles and step into the half-step author realm, even if it were me and Shao Yu, rashly interfering with the main storyline, the outcome would only be worse than yours."

"You just slightly deviated from the script, and the outline was willing to abandon the ancient plan, abandon Lin Nuannuan, the original ultimate evil god pawn, and forcibly activate the double completion plan to create a brand new puppet evil god and puppet sentinels."

"You should understand that if we had forced our way in before, we would have been completely wiped out by the outline, without even a chance to turn things around."

Pei Shaoyu, standing to the side, spoke at the opportune moment, his voice clear and cold, each word distinct and resonant:

"Before we reached our full potential, we were doomed the moment we entered the game."

"Now that our cultivation levels are stable and we've stepped into the half-step author realm, we barely have the qualifications to contend with the outline and influence the plot."

"Entering the game now is the optimal solution."