Traveling Between Two Worlds: From Bread for Maids to Fantasy Overlord

A black barrier of energy suddenly enveloped the convention center. Huang Yiming's bullet struck the barrier, instantly turning into a wisp of white smoke without even causing a ripple. Liu Cang stood in the center of the black energy, his body surrounded by surging, inky black mist. A mocking smile played on his lips: "Huang Yiming, I told you, your mundane toys can't harm me in the slightest. With the foundation of a Foundation Establishment cultivator, plus the Demonic Sect's supreme treasure, you are doomed today!"

Taking advantage of the moment, ten Qi Refining cultivators broke free from the security personnel's grasp and charged towards Huang Yiming, channeling their spiritual energy. Black energy swirled around their fingertips, and wherever they passed, chilling ripples spread through the air. Qin Yuling, enduring her injuries, gathered all her spiritual energy to create a barrier, but it was struck by the cultivators' black energy. The barrier shattered instantly, and she groaned, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth, staggering back two steps.

"Yu Ling!" Huang Yiming's heart tightened, and killing intent surged in his eyes. He hadn't expected the Demonic Sect token in Liu Cang's hand to be so powerful, nor had he imagined that the collusion between the Black Stone Sect and the Demonic Sect had already reached the point where they could use such a treasure. He quickly put away his rifle, took out armor-piercing rounds he had prepared in advance from his storage space, loaded them into the heavy sniper rifle, and at the same time, infused spiritual energy into the gun. The gun emitted a faint blue light, which contrasted sharply with the black energy.

Su Qingyue stood aside, her face pale but still calm. She said to the security captain beside her in a deep voice, "Everyone retreat, guard the exit of the convention center, and protect the guests. Leave this to us!" Although she did not understand the combat power of cultivators, she knew that she could not cause trouble at this moment. She could only do her best to provide logistical support and prevent the situation from deteriorating further.

Liu Cang watched coldly as Huang Yiming acted, then sneered, "Futile! The Demonic Sect's barrier is indestructible. Even if you have the most powerful mortal weapons, you can only look on helplessly. Today, I'll kill you first, then destroy your company, and finally return with your secret of time travel to report back. The Demonic Sect master will surely reward me handsomely!"

Before he finished speaking, Liu Cang formed a hand seal, and the two Demonic Sect tokens collided again. The black energy barrier grew even denser, and even began to slowly shrink, trapping Huang Yiming, Qin Yuling, and Su Qingyue in the center. The chilling aura in the air grew heavier and heavier, and Su Qingyue gradually felt difficulty breathing, her face growing paler and paler.

"Yiming, I'll hold him off. You take this opportunity to break the barrier!" Qin Yuling gritted her teeth, took out a short sword from her storage bag, the blade shrouded in a faint spiritual aura. Ignoring her injuries, she leaped towards Liu Cang, the short sword aimed straight for Liu Cang's heart—she knew she was no match for Liu Cang, but only wanted to buy Huang Yiming a chance.

Liu Cang's eyes turned cold. He waved his hand and unleashed a burst of black energy, striking Qin Yuling squarely in the back. Qin Yuling screamed and fell heavily to the ground, her short sword dropping to the side. Seeing this, Huang Yiming's eyes widened in fury. He pulled the trigger of his heavy sniper rifle, and an armor-piercing bullet, infused with spiritual energy, whistled towards the weak point of the barrier—he had already detected a gap in the barrier's joint through system monitoring; it was the weak point where the tokens' power converged.

With a loud "Bang!", the armor-piercing bullet struck the crack, causing the black energy barrier to tremble violently and ripple. The crack widened instantly. Liu Cang's expression changed drastically. He hadn't expected Huang Yiming to find the barrier's weakness. He hurriedly circulated his spiritual energy to try and repair the barrier, but Huang Yiming didn't give him a chance. He pulled the trigger repeatedly, and several armor-piercing bullets shot into the crack. With each impact, the crack in the barrier widened further.

Seeing this, the ten Qi Refining cultivators rushed forward to stop Huang Yiming, but were held back by the security personnel arranged by Su Qingyue. Although the security personnel were no match for the cultivators, they were armed and, with their numerical advantage, managed to restrain them, buying time for Huang Yiming. Huang Yiming caught a glimpse of Qin Yuling struggling to get up, and his resolve strengthened. He had to break through the barrier as soon as possible and get everyone away.

With a crisp "crack," the black energy barrier shattered completely, scattering in all directions and being dispersed by the spiritual energy in the air. Liu Cang spat out a mouthful of blood, clearly caused by the backlash from the shattered barrier. His eyes were sinister as he stared intently at Huang Yiming, his tone frantic: "Impossible! How could you possibly break through the Demonic Sect's barrier? Huang Yiming, I'll take you down with me!"

Liu Cang circulated his spiritual energy, causing a surge of black energy around him, making him appear unusually tall. He had clearly used a forbidden technique of the Demonic Sect, willing to burn his cultivation to kill Huang Yiming. Huang Yiming's eyes remained calm as he reloaded his armor-piercing bullet, aiming at Liu Cang's dantian—a Foundation Establishment cultivator's dantian is their foundation; a hit there would completely shatter Liu Cang's cultivation, rendering the forbidden technique ineffective.

"Bang!" The armor-piercing bullet struck Liu Cang's dantian precisely. Liu Cang screamed as his spiritual energy instantly dissipated, the black aura receded, and his body returned to normal. He became listless, with blood continuously spilling from the corner of his mouth. The ten Qi Refining cultivators panicked upon seeing Liu Cang severely injured and turned to flee, but Huang Yiming shot them all down, leaving no survivors.

Huang Yiming quickly walked to Qin Yuling's side, gently picked her up, and said in a tender and distressed tone, "Yuling, how are you? Don't scare me, I'll take you back to heal your injuries right away." Qin Yuling leaned against him and smiled weakly, "I'm fine, as long as you're alright... Did Liu Cang say anything about the secrets of the Demonic Sect?"

Huang Yiming's eyes darkened. He turned to look at Liu Cang, who was slumped on the ground, and walked over to him, looking down at him condescendingly: "Speak, what exactly is the collusion between the Black Stone Sect and the Demon Sect? Who is the Demon Sect Master? What is your purpose in seizing the secret of the time travel?"

Liu Cang's lips curled into a strange smile, his eyes filled with madness: "Don't even think about it... The Demon Sect Master will be arriving soon, and both realms will be under the Demon Sect's control. Even if you kill me, it won't change anything! Hahaha..." After saying that, Liu Cang suddenly bit his tongue, black blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, and instantly stopped breathing, having committed suicide by poison.

Su Qingyue walked over and looked at Liu Cang's corpse with a solemn expression: "The power behind Liu Cang is too strange. Those black energies are definitely not something that ordinary cultivators can control. Huang Yiming, what conflict have you gotten into?" She had gone through this crisis with Huang Yiming, and she became more and more curious about his secrets, and her determination to fight alongside him was even stronger.

Huang Yiming didn't hide anything, simply explaining the conspiracy between the Black Stone Sect and the Demonic Sect to seize the secret of traversing between worlds and control the two realms. However, he concealed the existence of the system—he knew that the system was his greatest trump card and couldn't be easily revealed. After listening, a hint of shock flashed in Su Qingyue's eyes, but then her gaze hardened: "No matter what the conspiracy is, I will help you. The Su family's power is your backing."

Afterwards, Huang Yiming arranged for security personnel to clean up the scene, thoroughly disposing of Liu Cang and the cultivator's bodies to avoid causing trouble. He then took Qin Yuling back to the fantasy world to heal her injuries. Su Qingyue remained in the city to help him handle the company's follow-up matters, while also contacting channels to stockpile more heavy weapons in preparation for a potential crisis from the Demonic Sect.

Back at Qin Family Fortress, Yang Xiu had already prepared healing herbs and modern medicines. Seeing Qin Yuling injured, she rushed forward to help treat her wounds. Huang Yiming sat to the side, looking at Qin Yuling's pale face, feeling guilty and even more vigilant—the Demonic Sect's power was far greater than he had imagined, and Liu Cang was just one member; there would definitely be even stronger enemies coming after them.

Upon learning of Qin Yuling's injury, Qin Hu flew into a rage, brandishing his rifle and shouting that he would seek revenge against the Demonic Sect. Huang Yiming stopped him, saying, "Now is not the time to act impulsively. Our current strength is insufficient to fight against the Demonic Sect. Only by quickly stockpiling resources and improving our strength can we cope with the subsequent crises."

Huang Yiming took out the Demonic Sect token he had found on Liu Cang and handed it to Yang Xiu: "Yang Xiu, look through the ancient books and see if there are any records of this kind of token, or any information about the Demonic Sect. We must find out the details of the Demonic Sect as soon as possible so that we can prepare to deal with it." Yang Xiu took the token, nodded, and immediately turned to look up the ancient books.

As night deepened, Qin Yuling had fallen into a deep sleep. Huang Yiming stood by the window, gazing at the starry sky outside, his fingers clenched tightly—Liu Cang's death was just the beginning. The Demonic Sect's conspiracy had not yet been revealed, and the remnants of the Black Stone Sect were still lurking. He had to become stronger as soon as possible in order to protect those around him and guard the passage between the two worlds.

Yang Xiu suddenly rushed over, pale-faced, holding an ancient book in her hand, her tone urgent: "Young Master, something terrible has happened! I've found out that this kind of Demonic Sect token is a token of low-level believers in the Demonic Sect, and Liu Cang is not an ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator at all. He is a spy planted by the Demonic Sect in the Black Stone Sect. Moreover, the Demonic Sect has already established a secret stronghold near the Dual Realm Passage!"