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

Before the defensive positions of the interdimensional passage, the wind howled, and spiritual energy and battle intent clashed and surged. Huang Yiming stood at the front of the formation, the ultimate aura of the peak Foundation Establishment stage subtly surging around him. Three ancient traversal fragments floated in his palm, radiating an ancient yet powerful light. He looked firmly at Qin Yuling and Zi Yao beside him, his tone solemn yet unwavering: "This journey to the Demon Clan's territory is fraught with unknown dangers. Moro is a mid-stage Golden Core cultivator, and Mo Chenzi is colluding with him. We must proceed with caution—we must seize the third fragment and also kill Mo Chenzi. We cannot allow their conspiracy to succeed."

Qin Yuling held a longsword, its blade gleaming with a chilling light. She nodded slightly, her eyes sharp as knives: "Yiming, rest assured, I will protect you. Mo Chenzi harmed my sect and killed my fellow disciples. Today, I will personally slay him to avenge this blood feud!" Zi Yao, meanwhile, activated a secret technique of the Demonic Sect, her body enveloped in a faint black aura. A cold smile curved her lips: "Although I have never been to the Demonic Realm, its terrain and the habits of the Demons are recorded in the ancient texts of the Demonic Sect. With me here, I can help you avoid traps and scout out enemy positions; as for those ignorant Demonic scum, they'll be perfect for practice."

Not far away, Yang Xiu, Ling tide, and Su Qingyue stood beside the defensive array, their eyes filled with worry and concern. Yang Xiu stepped forward, gently taking Huang Yiming's hand, her voice trembling with emotion, "Yiming, you must be careful. I will guard the passage between the two realms and allocate all resources until you return safely." She placed a jade bottle filled with healing pills into Huang Yiming's hand, "These are healing pills I specially refined; they can quickly repair injuries. If you encounter danger, you must take care of yourself first."

Lingxi released a wisp of spiritual plant energy, which coiled around Huang Yiming, and said softly, "This wisp of spiritual plant energy can help you conceal your aura and resist minor evil influences. If you encounter danger, I will use the system to send a telepathic message and do my best to support you." Su Qingyue patted Huang Yiming's shoulder, her eyes resolute: "I will take full responsibility for the defense of the city and the Middle Xuan Realm. Energy jamming equipment and firearms are ready. Once you encounter a crisis, I will immediately mobilize the allied forces for support without delay."

Huang Yiming felt a warmth in his heart. He tightened his grip on Yang Xiu's hand, then looked at the five women, his eyes filled with tenderness and determination: "I promise you, I will definitely return safely—to kill Mo Chenzi, seize the fragments, and completely resolve the Demon Clan crisis. I won't let you worry." With that, he released Yang Xiu's hand, exchanged a glance with Qin Yuling and Zi Yao, and the three of them simultaneously circulated their spiritual energy. In a flash, they stepped into the interdimensional passage and sped towards the Demon Clan's territory.

The demon realm lies deep within the Azure Netherworld, shrouded by a millennium-old seal. The area is desolate and barren, with withered vegetation and a thick, malevolent aura permeating the air, making one feel uneasy. The closer one gets to the demon realm, the stronger the malevolent aura becomes; one can even hear the distant roars of demons, sending chills down one's spine.

"Be careful, there's a demon patrol ahead." Zi Yao suddenly stopped, her eyes warily fixed on the dense forest ahead. She used a secret demonic technique to sense the surrounding fluctuations of evil energy. "There are five of them, all at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage. They should be an outer patrol of the demons, responsible for scouting the outskirts of their territory."

A cold glint flashed in Huang Yiming's eyes, and a sly smile appeared on his lips: "Perfect, let's use them to probe the strength of the demon race, and also practice our skills, let them taste our power." After saying that, he deliberately concealed his aura, pretending that his cultivation had plummeted and his aura was weak, and staggered to the edge of the dense forest, looking like he was overwhelmed.

Qin Yuling and Zi Yao understood each other perfectly, and they also concealed their auras, pretending to be still injured as they followed behind Huang Yiming, with a hint of "panic" in their eyes, perfectly matching Huang Yiming's performance.

Sure enough, a moment later, five black figures burst out of the dense forest—hunched over, with ferocious faces, exuding a dense aura of evil; they were the demon patrol. The leading demon cultivator, wielding a wicked club, stared greedily at Huang Yiming and his companions, his tone arrogant: "I never expected that human cultivators would dare to trespass into my demon territory! Judging from your appearance, you must be injured, right? Perfect, I'll drain your life essence to enhance my cultivation!"

The other four demon cultivators also let out ferocious roars and charged towards Huang Yiming and his two companions. Their evil aura was thick and deadly, and they clearly did not take the three "injured" human cultivators seriously.

"Run! We're no match for them!" Huang Yiming deliberately feigned panic, turned and ran, staggering as if he might fall at any moment. Qin Yuling and Ziyao also pretended to flee in a panic, occasionally looking back with expressions of "fear," luring the demon patrol team deeper into the dense forest.

Seeing this, the demon cultivators became even more arrogant, laughing loudly, "Run? Do you think you can escape? Today, you will surely die!" The leader of the demon cultivators was the fastest, catching up with Huang Yiming first, and smashing his evil staff heavily on Huang Yiming's back, his eyes filled with greed and cruelty.

Just as the evil charlatan was about to strike Huang Yiming, he suddenly turned around, the panic in his eyes vanished, replaced by a chilling killing intent. The aura of the peak Foundation Establishment stage erupted from his body, and three fragments of the teleportation device emitted golden light. A streak of spiritual energy shot out from his palm, striking the leading demon cultivator.

"Pfft!" The demon cultivator screamed, spitting out black blood as his body crashed heavily to the ground, his aura instantly weakening. He stared at Huang Yiming in disbelief, his voice filled with terror: "You...you're actually a peak Foundation Establishment cultivator? You've been pretending to be weak all along!"

"Too late!" Huang Yiming sneered, his figure flashing as he raised his hand and struck the demon cultivator's dantian with a palm strike, killing him instantly. At the same time, Qin Yuling and Zi Yao stopped pretending. Qin Yuling drew her longsword, and her sharp sword energy instantly killed two demon cultivators; Zi Yao activated a secret technique of the Demon Sect, and the evil weapon in her hand shot out a black beam of light, striking two other demon cultivators and severely injuring them.

After a brief but fierce battle, all five members of the demon patrol were killed, none escaping. Huang Yiming walked to the corpse of the leading demon cultivator, searched his body and found a storage bag. Upon opening it, he discovered it contained a considerable amount of demon blood essence, some low-level cultivation resources, and a simplified map of the demon territory.

"I didn't expect this patrol team to have so many good things on them." Zi Yao stepped forward, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes as she looked at the supplies in the storage bag. "Although this demon blood essence is rich in evil energy, it can be processed to refine demonic pills to improve cultivation. This map, though simple, can help us avoid the main demon strongholds, saving us a lot of time."

Qin Yuling nodded, her tone grave: "It seems the Demon Clan is very well prepared. If the outer patrol teams have so many resources, one can imagine that there are even more combat forces and resources inside the territory. We must be even more careful and cannot be careless."

Huang Yiming put away his storage bag, his eyes resolute: "That's right, we'll continue forward. We'll reach the edge of the Demon Clan's territory as soon as possible, according to the map, find Mo Chenzi and Moro, seize the third fragment, and kill Mo Chenzi." After saying that, the three of them composed themselves, concealed their tracks, and sped towards the edge of the Demon Clan's territory according to the map.

Shortly after they left, a black figure slowly emerged from the dense forest, his eyes coldly fixed on the direction they had gone, exuding an aura of late-stage Foundation Establishment. He took out a black token and infused it with evil energy. The token instantly lit up, and a beam of black light shot straight into the sky—this was a communication token of the demon race, and he intended to relay the news of the human cultivators' intrusion to the demon leader, Moro.

Meanwhile, Huang Yiming and his companions were still advancing towards the edge of the demon realm, unaware that their presence had been discovered by the demons, and a greater crisis was quietly approaching. How would Moro react upon learning that human cultivators had intruded? What were Mo Chenzi and Moro plotting?

The demon patrol's communication token sent a signal, exposing the whereabouts of Huang Yiming and his two companions. Moro was about to find out, and a crisis was approaching.