All Realms and Worlds: The Lost Home

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The gears of the time-space wheel meshed, making a rumbling and trembling sound.

The aftershocks of Jiang Wuchen's sword energy, which cleaved through time and space, spread across the cracks between the planes of the heavens.

The black-robed Wei Yu shattered the interlayered space-time, his overwhelming aura descending upon all realms.

The echoes of the roars of countless beings who traversed time and space still reverberate and linger in the long river of time.

On one side is the chaotic scene of a world-ending catastrophe, with the collapse of a parallel Earth and the upheaval of the origins of wanderers.

On one side, the three supreme beings, Jiang Wuchen, Ao Chen, and Wei Yu in black robes, emerged from the ground, breaking the deadlock.

The deadly trap set up by the Heavenly Dao over countless millennia has been completely torn open, creating a rift that spans the ages.

The laws of all the heavens and myriad realms surged, spacetime turbulence roared, and the threads of cause and effect trembled and pulled wildly.

Everyone, every force, and every powerful being in hiding held their breath, watching the dramatic changes unfold in the sky.

Everyone is waiting for the Heavenly Dao to retaliate in anger, and for the top-level rules to descend and suppress the traitors.

We await the supreme author of this eternal chess game, this script of the heavens, to unleash the world-destroying punishment.

one second.

ten seconds.

A hundred breaths passed quietly.

The anticipated roar of the Heavenly Dao, the divine punishment of the laws, the judgment of the grand outline, and the annihilation of the plane did not occur at all.

The entire void at the top of all the heavens and myriad realms was deathly silent!

The supreme outline of the Heavenly Dao, which controls all plots, life and death, and destiny.

From beginning to end, it did not stir up the slightest ripple of the laws, nor did it release a wisp of suppressive pressure.

They made no counterattack whatsoever, showed no sign of distress whatsoever, and remained as silent as death!

The wind stopped.

The sound is silent.

The rules are stagnant.

The all-powerful, all-controlling, and eternally deadly grand scheme of the heavens seemed to have fallen into complete silence and become utterly speechless.

On a high platform on the side of the Pangu Secret Realm.

The gravel fell softly to the ground, and the evening breeze carried the blood-red dust of the war, gently brushing against my clothes.

A slender young man, dressed simply, with gentle and calm features, stood quietly beside the crowd.

There was no overwhelming pressure, no transcendent divine light, and no supreme aura.

He showed no signs of extraordinary cultivation, his breathing was even, and his steps were calm, just like the most ordinary mortal scholar in the world.

This person is none other than Fei Yu, the creator of this ancient novel, which exists beneath the primordial chaos of the heavens.

He raised his eyes, gazing calmly at the shattered timeline above him, at the spinning wheel of time, and at the three supreme beings who had been born.

His eyes showed no emotion, no joy or anger, no surprise or regret.

The world around them is turned upside down, the game is falling apart, the script is torn apart, and the characters are defying the heavens and fleeing.

The earth-shattering changes that could shake the very foundations of all worlds were nothing special to Fei Yu.

The air around him was still and silent, his lips pressed tightly together, and he remained silent from beginning to end.

He did not intervene in the changing situation, did not revise the plot, and did not restrain the awakened trans-temporal power.

It did not appease the crumbling Heavenly Dao framework, nor did it eliminate the pawns of the heavens who broke free from the script.

He stood quietly among the main characters, including Chen Su and Pei Shaoyu, as an ordinary mortal.

I mingled among the characters in the book, without distinction of rank, master and servant, creator and creature.

Seeing the outline remain silent, the creator remain unmoved, and the reversal of the situation already underway, the entire audience instantly erupted in cheers!

Hahaha--!!

The suppressed, taut cries of ecstatic love, which had been held back for ages, suddenly exploded!

hoarse roars after the battle, joyful shouts of those who survived the ordeal, and exhilarating laughter of those who broke free from their fate rose and fell.

"The outline has fallen silent! It dares not make a move!"

"We won! We've broken free from this game of fate!"

"The Supreme Being Jiang Wuchen has appeared, Wei Yu has returned, the Wheel of Time has restarted, and the Heavenly Dao can no longer control us!"

"We're no longer pawns! Our memories haven't been altered! We're no longer separated from our homeland! We're free!"

The thousands of cultivators relaxed their brows and eyes, their faces flushed, their fists clenched and their bodies trembling, their faces filled with the wild joy of surviving a calamity.

Everyone's faces lit up with excitement and joy, and the entire place was filled with jubilation. A wave of heat swept across the entire broken canyon.

Only three figures standing side by side on the inner side of the crowd were stiff and cold, as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

Chen Su is gentle, refined, and always has a calm and composed demeanor.

Pei Shaoyu is unruly, ruthless, and fearless.

Li Sinan is aloof, steadfast in his Daoist beliefs, and has endured countless ages of hardship.

The three of them felt their backs instantly stiffen and turn icy cold, and a bone-chilling coldness spread through their limbs and bones.

An extreme fear originating from the depths of the soul, surpassing cultivation, combat power, and destiny.

It climbed wildly along the origin of the soul, sweeping across the entire body!

It's not out of fear of the unknown and the potential for a counterattack.

It's not fear of the oppressive power of the three supreme beings.

It is not a matter of fearing the collapse of the heavens and the changes in the world.

It is a chilling experience that confronts the origin, life and death, and the very essence of one's own existence!

The air around the three of them was deathly still and suffocating; their breathing suddenly stopped, and their brows furrowed tightly.

The ecstasy in his eyes vanished, leaving only a dense, lingering, extreme terror.

His pupils trembled and contracted, his face turned deathly pale, and his lips lost all color.

Chen Su's Adam's apple bobbed violently, her chest heaved, and her fingertips trembled slightly uncontrollably.

Pei Shaoyu's arrogant eyebrows drooped completely, and the fierce and menacing aura around him vanished instantly.

The Dao heart that had remained steadfast for millennia suddenly cracked, and his soul trembled uncontrollably.

The three of them instinctively turned their heads at the same time, their eyes meeting.

Four eyes meet, six eyes collide.

Their eyes reflected the same, deep-seated, and undisguised terror and fear.

No words are needed, no sound transmission is required; minds and spirits are in perfect harmony.

They understood each other's deepest despair and chill.

Chen Su's jaw trembled slightly, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he was about to lower his voice and warn her.

Pei Shaoyu frowned deeply, suppressing his dread, and tried to speak out to reveal the truth.

Li Sinan parted his thin lips slightly, about to utter the secret that pierced the illusion of pleasure.

Just as the three were about to speak, shattering the illusion of joy that had enveloped the entire audience.

Beside him, Fei Yu, who had been standing silently like an ordinary person, spoke softly.

His voice was clear and gentle, without any pressure or emotion, as calm as the wind, yet it pierced through the cheers of the entire audience.

The words landed precisely in the ears of Chen Su and the other two, coldly cutting off all their conversation.

"Once some things are said, there's no going back."

A short sentence, and it landed lightly.

There was no scolding, no punishment, and no author's condescending and oppressive attitude towards the characters in the book.

However, this completely blocked all avenues for the three to speak, extinguishing any opportunity to reveal the truth.

As soon as he finished speaking, Fei Yu's expression remained calm and unwavering.

The simple hem of her dress fluttered gently in the evening breeze of the canyon.

He didn't even glance at the three pale-faced Chen Su, and turned around smoothly.

With light and slow steps, like an ordinary person taking a stroll, he slowly walked away from the back of the crowd and the edge of the void.

Their steps were light and graceful, leaving no trace of laws, cultivation aura, or physical trajectory.

Step by step, they walked further and further away, slowly dissolving into the hazy mist of time and space behind the battlefield.

Throughout, he remained indifferent and detached, leaving in silence.

Only Chen Su, Pei Shaoyu, and Li Sinan remained standing there, frozen and cold to the touch.

The three of them stood frozen in place, their bodies tense, their chests feeling suffocated.

All around him were the joyful laughter and cheers of the surrounding cultivators.

Everywhere you look, you see people breaking free from their fate, joyfully jumping for joy, with tears welling up in their eyes.

Laughter and cheers filled the air, joy filled the sky, and the people celebrated together.

A magnificent scene of miraculous turnaround and liberation for all beings.

The more lively and joyful the scene, the deeper the chill and despair in the hearts of the three.

They stared blankly at Fei Yu's departing figure, and at their fellow tribesmen who were celebrating wildly.

The last shred of hope, the last bit of self-deception, was utterly shattered and completely collapsed.

At this moment, I have a complete and thorough understanding.

Even if their cultivation is unparalleled among their peers and they defy the heavens to break through barriers.

Even if it means breaking through the shackles of fate, tearing apart the script's chains, and escaping the seal of memories.

Even if one reaches the pinnacle of all battle power, deciphers the origin of time and space, and breaks through to the half-step author realm!

It surpasses all cultivators in the heavens and approaches the original realm of the creator.

They remain, always remain, and forever remain merely characters within this novel, within this world.

Born with a predetermined destiny, bound by a script, limited by their origins, they cannot escape the framework.

The creator, Fei Yu, stood among the crowd, appearing as an ordinary person.

The outline's silence is not a sign of defeat or collapse, but rather a quiet awaiting of developments.

Their so-called defying fate, turning the tide of the game, and breaking free from destiny.

It is still encompassed within a higher-level script framework!

To be halfway to the realm of an author is utterly laughable!

The three exchanged a glance, their fear turning into deathly silence and dejection, a sharp pain churning in their hearts, and they fell silent.

The entire audience rejoiced, but only three people fell into the infernal ice hell.

And in the same instant.

The center where spacetime turbulence converges, a place where fragments of time surge forth.

Boom—!!

A deafening, violent roar that tore through flesh and soul and crushed meridians and muscles suddenly exploded!

In an instant, it drowned out the cheers of half the crowd, abruptly severing the sound waves of the entire battlefield!

Here, spacetime folds are stacked, and remnants of trans-spacetime energy fly wildly, while fragments of time-series light dance wildly in the sky.

Shen Jianxin stood alone at the core of the turbulent current, his clothes torn to shreds and fluttering in the wind.

His hair flew wildly, his face was pale and contorted, and the veins on his skin bulged and writhed wildly.

His entire body convulsed, trembled, and spasmed violently, his legs stiffened and nailed to the void, unable to move an inch.

At this moment, he was completely plunged into a life-or-death situation!

It is a unique devourer that is one of a kind in all the heavens and myriad worlds, with no replicas, no homologous individuals, and a unique origin.

Its physique is unique, its origin is isolated, and its rules bind all the overflowing energy of time and space.

Just now, when the first roar of resistance from billions of powerful beings who had traveled across time and space exploded across all realms.

An unknown, chaotic primordial energy that transcends time and space, transcends countless parallel timelines, and is uncontrolled by anyone.

Breaking through the barriers of time, tearing apart the spatial layers, and escaping the constraints of cause and effect, from billions of abandoned time tributaries, collapsing parallel universes, and annihilating the breakpoints of time.

A violent outpouring, a torrent!

call out!call out!call out!

Billions of beams of free energy, each with its own unique color, shape, and chaotic laws.

Piercing through the void, traversing distances, and locking onto the sole source of devouring, it all surged and poured into Shen Jianxin's body!

There is no buffer, no screening, and no refining transition period!

Mixed divine energy, violent demonic energy, energy of collapsing timelines, residual energy of Earth's will, fragments of the shattered outline...

A multitude of conflicting, mutually exclusive, and clashing energies violently poured into Shen Jianxin's limbs, meridians, bone marrow, and the very essence of his soul!

Buzz! !

The unique Devouring Physique passively triggers the Extreme Berserk mechanism!

Shen Jianxin's eyes suddenly turned bloodshot, the whites of his eyes were covered with blood vessels, and his pupils became unfocused.

A suppressed, painful, and broken growl squeezed out from deep in his throat, accompanied by a series of cracking sounds from his bones.

"Ugh—!!"

A massive amount of alien energy, so vast it could crush even the most powerful beings and shatter entire planes, frantically accumulated within his body.

The body is imprisoned and locked by energy, the limbs are stiff and numb, and the nerves of the body are completely paralyzed.

The immense, mountain-like energy crushed the physical body, locked the form, and imprisoned the soul.

Shen Jianxin was frozen in mid-air, unable to move an inch!

A unique devourer, completely out of control and rampaging!