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

The spiritual energy repeatedly crashed against the defensive barrier, causing more and more cracks to appear and the light to dim, as if it would shatter completely at any moment. Huang Yiming, despite his weakness, continued to channel spiritual energy, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, his face as pale as paper, and his breathing becoming increasingly erratic. His peak Foundation Establishment combat power was gradually showing signs of fatigue under the continuous suppression of the Golden Core's pressure.

Su Qingyue, Yang Xiu, and Ling Xi, their breathing disordered and drenched in sweat from the pressure and spiritual energy, still did not give up. They exerted all their strength to channel spiritual energy to help Huang Yiming reinforce the barrier. Qin Yuling and Zi Yao were trapped by the spiritual energy and could only struggle anxiously but could not get close. Their eyes were full of worry and resentment.

"Hahaha, Huang Yiming, you can't hold on any longer, can you?" Mo Chenzi laughed triumphantly, his tone arrogant. "Give up! You're no match for us. Even if your reinforcements arrive, they won't save you! Today, all of you will die here!"

An elder at the Golden Core stage also mocked, "Huang Yiming, you're just a mortal brat who took a shortcut through the system. You're lucky to be where you are today. The combat power of a Golden Core cultivator is beyond your imagination—today, I'll show you what a world of difference truly means!"

Huang Yiming leaned against Su Qingyue, deliberately pretending to be on his deathbed, his eyes filled with despair, his voice weak: "No... I can't give up, I have to protect my woman, protect the civilians! Even if I die, I will never let you succeed!" As he spoke, he secretly circulated his spiritual energy to recover his fighting strength, while waiting for Qin Yuling and Zi Yao's support, quietly gathering his strength, preparing to play dumb and launch a counterattack from a desperate situation.

He knew that Mo Chenzi and the others had lowered their guard, assuming he was powerless to resist. If he could just hold out a little longer until reinforcements arrived, and then launch a sudden attack, he could catch them off guard and have a chance to defeat them.

"Still being stubborn even when death is imminent!" Mo Chenzi was furious. He raised his hand, condensing an even stronger stream of spiritual energy, and shot it towards the defensive barrier. "Today, I will shatter your barrier completely, kill you all, and seize the system!"

With a deafening "Bang!", the stream of spiritual energy struck the barrier, shattering it instantly. A powerful shockwave swept across the entire area, sending Huang Yiming and the others flying, spitting out large amounts of blood as they crashed heavily to the ground, seemingly powerless to resist.

"Yiming!" "My Lord!" The five women cried out in unison, their voices filled with despair and heartache. They tried to struggle to their feet but were too weak to stand up. They could only watch helplessly as Mo Chenzi and the others slowly approached.

Mo Chenzi walked up to Huang Yiming, looking down at him with disdain and murderous intent in his eyes: "Huang Yiming, you finally couldn't hold on any longer. What do you have to say now? Hand over the system obediently, and I might give you a quick death and spare your woman's life; otherwise, I'll make you wish you were dead!"

Huang Yiming lay on the ground, his eyes unfocused, as if he were on the verge of death, his voice weak: "I...I won't hand over the system. Even if I die, I won't let you...let you hurt my woman, hurt the civilians..."

Two Golden Core elders walked up to the five women, their eyes fixed on them greedily, their tone lewd: "Sect Master, these five women are quite beautiful. Why don't we keep them as our maids so we can have some fun?"

Mo Chenzi sneered and nodded, "Fine, they'll still be useful. Once we kill Huang Yiming and seize the system, you can do whatever you want with them."

"No!" Huang Yiming suddenly roared, struggling to stand up but unable to move, his eyes filled with anger and despair. "Mo Chenzi, come at me if you dare! Don't hurt my woman, or I'll haunt you like a vengeful ghost!"

"Hahaha, do you still have the right to negotiate with me?" Mo Chenzi laughed smugly, raising his hand to slap Huang Yiming in the chest. "Today, I'll kill you first, then deal with your woman!"

Just as his palm was about to strike Mo Chenzi's chest, Huang Yiming's eyes suddenly sharpened, and his spiritual energy erupted instantly, simultaneously activating the power of the ancient traversal fragment. A powerful force surged into his body, briefly boosting his combat strength to the early stage of the Golden Core realm. His body was surrounded by a golden-green interwoven spiritual energy, and his overwhelming pressure was released, instantly forcing Mo Chenzi back.

"What?!" Mo Chenzi's expression changed drastically, his eyes filled with disbelief. "How could you suddenly possess such formidable combat power? You were clearly severely injured, how could you instantly advance to the early stage of the Golden Core realm?"

The two Golden Core elders' expressions changed drastically, and they took several steps back, their eyes filled with fear—they had never expected that Huang Yiming would have such hidden strength, and that he could briefly break through to the early stage of the Golden Core realm.

Huang Yiming struggled to his feet, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth. A cold glint flashed in his eyes as he spoke with a mocking tone, "Mo Chenzi, did you really think I couldn't hold on? I was just feigning weakness to lower your guard, all for this moment, to deliver a fatal blow!"

Having said that, Huang Yiming flashed and instantly appeared in front of a Golden Core elder. He raised his hand and struck the elder's chest heavily with a palm strike imbued with the power of the origins of both realms. The elder screamed in agony, spitting out a large amount of blood. His dantian was pierced, his golden core shattered, and he died on the spot.

Seeing this, another Golden Core elder was terrified and turned to flee, but Huang Yiming grabbed his shoulder and gently squeezed it, instantly shattering his shoulder. The elder screamed in agony as Huang Yiming raised his hand and struck his dantian, killing him instantly.

In a mere moment, Huang Yiming had slain two elders at the early Golden Core stage, causing a stir among the crowd. The five women, their eyes filled with joy, struggled to their feet and ran towards Huang Yiming, exclaiming, "Yiming, you're amazing!"

Mo Chenzi stared at the corpses of the two elders, his eyes filled with a mixture of rage and fear—he hadn't expected Huang Yiming to have briefly advanced to the early Golden Core stage and possess such formidable combat power. "Huang Yiming, you dared to kill my elders! I will tear you to pieces!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Chenzi circulated all his spiritual energy, unleashing the full power of his early Golden Core stage. Golden light surged around him as he charged towards Huang Yiming. His palm strike was fierce, containing powerful spiritual energy, several times stronger than his previous attack.

Huang Yiming's expression changed slightly. He knew that he could only use the power of the fragments for a quarter of an hour, and five minutes had already passed, so there wasn't much time left; moreover, after the outburst just now, he had consumed a lot of spiritual energy and simply could not contend with Mo Chenzi for long.

"Qingyue, you all quickly lead the civilians to a safe area. I'll hold off Mo Chenzi. Once Yuling and Ziyao arrive, we'll kill him together!" Huang Yiming said to the five women in a deep voice, his tone firm.

"No, Yiming, we can't let you fight alone. We have to help you hold him off!" Su Qingyue shook her head, her tone equally firm. The other four women nodded in agreement, showing no sign of backing down.

Huang Yiming was deeply moved and nodded: "Alright, then you must be careful and not push yourselves too hard. Try your best to restrain him, and we'll counterattack together once reinforcements arrive!"

Subsequently, Huang Yiming led the five women in a fierce battle against Mo Chenzi. Huang Yiming moved nimbly, constantly dodging Mo Chenzi's attacks while seizing opportunities to counterattack, using his armor-piercing spear and spiritual energy to continuously deplete the opponent's strength; the five women cooperated with each other: Qin Yuling and Zi Yao, who had broken free from the spiritual energy restraints, attacked together, Ling Xi used spiritual plants to entangle Mo Chenzi, Yang Xiu delivered pills, and Su Qingyue manipulated energy devices to interfere with Mo Chenzi's spiritual energy circulation.

After dozens of rounds of fierce fighting, Huang Yiming's fragmented power gradually dissipated, and his combat strength began to drop back to the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage. His aura became increasingly chaotic, and several more wounds appeared on his body. Mo Chenzi also consumed a large amount of spiritual energy, and although his aura eased slightly, he still held the upper hand. His eyes were filled with killing intent as he continued to launch fierce attacks on Huang Yiming.

Just as Huang Yiming was about to give up, a shout came from afar—Qin Yuling and Zi Yao led a hundred Anti-Yan Alliance disciples rushing over, their weapons gleaming coldly, exuding a chilling killing intent. "Mo Chenzi, stop!" Qin Yuling's voice was icy as she instantly arrived at the battlefield and joined Huang Yiming and the others.

Mo Chenzi's expression changed drastically upon seeing this, filled with apprehension: the Anti-Yan Alliance disciples were formidable, and with Huang Yiming and the others added to the mix, he was simply no match for them. However, he did not back down. A ruthless glint flashed in his eyes as he thought, "Even if I can't kill Huang Yiming, I must severely injure him and seize the system fragment!"

Huang Yiming's fragmented power dissipated, and his combat strength declined; although Mo Chenzi was wary, he harbored ruthlessness and seemed about to use his trump card, and the decisive battle was about to break out.