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

Qin Yuling and Zi Yao led the Anti-Yan Alliance disciples to the scene, instantly forming a formation that completely surrounded Mo Chenzi, their killing intent palpable. The hundred Anti-Yan Alliance disciples were all elite cultivators from the Xuanhuan world, with cultivation levels at least at the early Foundation Establishment stage, and many even reaching the mid- or late-stages. Their surrounding spiritual energy converged, forming a powerful aura that countered the oppressive pressure of Mo Chenzi's Golden Core cultivation.

"Mo Chenzi, you colluded with the demons, harmed the people of both realms, and killed my Anti-Evolution Alliance disciples. Today, we will definitely kill you and completely destroy the Tianyan Sect!" Qin Yuling held a long sword, her eyes were cold, and she fully released her late-stage Foundation Establishment combat power as she stared intently at Mo Chenzi—the Tianyan Sect had harmed the disciples of the Qingyun Sect, and today was her chance to take revenge.

Zi Yao, wielding a demonic weapon from the Demonic Sect, her eyes sharpened, unleashing the full power of a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator. Her tone was icy: "Mo Chenzi, do you think you can contend with all of us by yourself? Today, you have no chance of escape; you are doomed!"

Mo Chenzi's face paled as he looked at the lineup before him, his heart filled with apprehension. Yet, he feigned composure and sneered, "So what if you outnumber me? I am a Golden Core cultivator in the early stage, my combat power far surpasses yours! Today, even if I fight with all my might, I can still kill you all and seize the system!"

Having said that, Mo Chenzi circulated all his spiritual energy, unleashing the full pressure of an early-stage Golden Core cultivator. His golden light surged, and a massive palm print of spiritual energy condensed in his hand, slamming down towards Huang Yiming and the others. The palm wind was biting and piercing, containing enough immense spiritual energy to instantly crush even late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators.

"Everyone, counterattack with all your might!" Huang Yiming shouted fiercely, forcing his weakened body to circulate all his spiritual energy. At the same time, he pulled out his modified armor-piercing rifle, aimed at the spiritual energy palm print, and pulled the trigger. The golden bullet, carrying spiritual energy from both realms, shot out and collided with the palm print with a loud bang. After a deafening roar, a powerful shockwave swept across the entire battlefield.

Qin Yuling and Zi Yao moved swiftly, instantly appearing on either side of Mo Chenzi. Their longswords and evil weapons thrust out simultaneously, aiming straight for his vital points with cunning and ruthless moves. Mo Chenzi dodged to the side, then struck both of their shoulders with his palms. Qin Yuling and Zi Yao cried out in pain, staggering backward, spitting out blood, their life force instantly waning.

"Yu Ling, Zi Yao!" Huang Yiming's eyes were filled with heartache and anger. He flashed towards Mo Chenzi, his palm striking fiercely at the latter's chest. Mo Chenzi sneered, raising his hand to collide with Huang Yiming's palm. Huang Yiming was once again knocked back, spitting out blood, his injuries becoming increasingly severe.

"Yiming, watch out!" Su Qingyue shouted urgently, immediately controlling the energy cannon, and a blue energy beam shot towards Mo Chenzi. Mo Chenzi raised his hand and waved it, condensing a spiritual energy barrier to block the beam. At the same time, he turned around and released a streak of spiritual energy that rushed straight towards Su Qingyue.

Seeing this, Lingxi immediately released the power of her spiritual plants. Emerald green spiritual vines sprouted from the ground, quickly wrapping around and shattering the spiritual energy stream. Then, the vines reached out to entangle Mo Chenzi, attempting to trap him. Mo Chenzi sneered, raised his hand, and shattered the vines with a burst of spiritual energy. At the same time, he rushed towards Lingxi, his palm strike aimed directly at her chest.

Ignoring his own safety, Yang Xiu flashed in front of Ling Xi, raising his hand to condense a spiritual energy barrier to block Mo Chenzi's palm strike. With a loud "bang," Yang Xiu was blasted away by the shockwave, spitting out a large amount of blood, and crashed heavily to the ground, barely breathing.

"Yang Xiu!" Huang Yiming and Ling Xi exclaimed in unison, their eyes filled with heartache and anger. Ling Xi rushed to Yang Xiu's side, releasing the power of her spiritual plants to heal her wounds, tears streaming down her face. "Sister Yang Xiu, how are you? Don't scare me!"

Seeing the four injured women, Huang Yiming's rage erupted completely. His spiritual energy surged wildly, unleashing the full power of a peak Foundation Establishment cultivator, with even faint signs of a breakthrough. "Mo Chenzi, you dare harm my women! I will tear you to pieces and make you wish you were dead!"

Before he could finish speaking, Huang Yiming flashed into Mo Chenzi's presence, his armor-piercing rifle aimed at Mo Chenzi's dantian and pulling the trigger. Simultaneously, he raised his hand, gathering all his spiritual energy, and struck Mo Chenzi's chest with a powerful blow. Mo Chenzi's expression changed drastically as he tried to dodge, but it was too late. The bullet struck his dantian, causing a crack in his golden core, and the palm strike slammed into his chest. He screamed in agony, spitting out a large amount of blood, staggering backward, his aura instantly weakening.

"Now! Everyone, attack together and kill Mo Chenzi!" Huang Yiming shouted, his eyes filled with murderous intent. Qin Yuling and Zi Yao, despite their injuries, charged forward again, their longswords and evil weapons striking simultaneously, aiming straight for vital points; Su Qingyue controlled all the energy cannons, shooting beams of energy towards Mo Chenzi; Ling Xi cared for Yang Xiu while releasing spirit vines to entangle Mo Chenzi and prevent him from escaping; the disciples of the Anti-Yan Alliance also launched their attacks, their spiritual energy training and magical weapon attacks raining down on Mo Chenzi.

Mo Chenzi was entangled by the spirit vines and unable to move, forced to passively endure the attacks. His wounds multiplied, the cracks in his golden core widened, his aura grew weaker, and his eyes were filled with fear and despair. He knew he was utterly defeated; even with his full strength, he couldn't escape and could only watch helplessly as Huang Yiming and the others closed in.

"Huang Yiming, don't be so smug!" Mo Chenzi roared, a ruthless glint in his eyes. "Even if I die, I won't let you get away with this! I've already informed the Demon Clan leader, ordering him to lead the Demon Army to completely invade both realms. You will all pay with your lives!"

Huang Yiming sneered, his tone full of disdain: "The demon army? Even if they come, I'll kill them all! Today I'll kill you first, then prepare to deal with the demon army, so you'll die with your eyes wide open!"

Having said that, Huang Yiming raised his hand and gathered spiritual energy from both realms, striking Mo Chenzi's dantian heavily. With a crack, Mo Chenzi's golden core shattered completely, and his spiritual energy instantly dissipated. He screamed and collapsed to the ground, lifeless—the sect master of the Tianyan Sect was dead.

After killing Mo Chenzi, Huang Yiming could no longer hold on and collapsed. "Yiming!" the five women cried out in unison, rushing to his side and helping him up. Su Qingyue gently stroked his cheek, her eyes filled with heartache: "Yiming, how are you? Don't scare us, you've already won, Mo Chenzi is dead!"

Huang Yiming slowly opened his eyes, looked at the five women beside him, and gave a weak smile: "I'm fine. Qingyue, Yuling, Ziyao, Yangxiu, Lingxi, thank you for your hard work. Fortunately, we won. We protected the city and the civilians."

Yang Xiu leaned against Ling tide, her breath weak but still smiling as she said, "My lord, we are not tired. As long as we can protect the two realms together with you, we are willing to pay any price."

Qin Yuling, Zi Yao, Su Qingyue, and Ling tide all nodded, their eyes filled with determination and tenderness. The disciples of the Anti-Yan Alliance cheered and jumped for joy, celebrating their victory, and the entire battlefield was filled with an atmosphere of jubilation.

Just when everyone thought the crisis was about to pass, a system notification suddenly sounded: [A large number of demonic auras have been detected rapidly approaching the city, exceeding five hundred in number, including several late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators and peak cultivators. Simultaneously, the spatial passage has malfunctioned again; an even larger spatial rift is forming, suggesting the imminent arrival of high-level demonic cultivators.]

Everyone's expression changed drastically, their eyes filled with solemnity. Five hundred demon cultivators, including high-level ones! This was undoubtedly an unprecedented crisis—Huang Yiming was seriously injured, the five women were all more or less injured, and the Anti-Yan Alliance disciples had also suffered many casualties. Dealing with so many demon cultivators would be extremely difficult.

Huang Yiming, forcing himself to stand, said with a determined look in his eyes, "Everyone, don't panic. Mo Chenzi has been killed; we've already won half the battle. Next, immediately clean up the battlefield, treat the wounded soldiers and disciples, and deploy defenses to prepare for the invasion of the demon army. Even if it takes all our strength, we must protect both realms and our homeland!"

The five women and the disciples of the Anti-Yan Alliance nodded, their eyes filled with determination, and immediately sprang into action: clearing the battlefield, treating the wounded, and setting up defenses. A new crisis was about to unfold.

Five hundred demon cultivators are approaching, the spatial rift is widening, and high-level demon cultivators are about to arrive. Huang Yiming and five women are seriously injured—how to deal with this new crisis?