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

The black aura of the evil artifact still lingered outside the great formation. A dozen cultivators, poisoned by the evil energy, lay on the ground, convulsing, their faces ashen, their breaths growing weaker. Lingxi squatted beside the cultivators, her fingertips swirling with a dense green light. She continuously channeled the power of her spiritual plants into their bodies, attempting to purify the evil energy. However, the evil energy was too domineering; the power of the spiritual plants could only temporarily suppress it, not completely eliminate it.

"No, this evil energy is too domineering; my spiritual plant power simply cannot completely purify it." Lingxi raised her head, her face full of anxiety, her tone urgent, "Yiming, if this continues, these cultivators will be in mortal danger!"

Huang Yiming's expression was solemn as he looked at the cultivators lying on the ground, his heart filled with anxiety and heartache. These cultivators had been injured by the evil energy while protecting the Trade Alliance and defending the peace between the two realms, and he could not bear to watch them perish.

His mind raced, desperately searching for a way to counteract the evil energy. Suddenly, he remembered the Demon Abyss Token at his waist—when he seized this token from the remnants of the Black Stone Sect, he had sensed a strange power emanating from it, but he had never been able to decipher its purpose. Now, facing the evil energy released by the Demonic Erosion Blade, the Demon Abyss Token actually felt slightly warm, as if it were resonating with the evil energy.

"Perhaps the Demon Abyss Token can break the evil energy." Huang Yiming's heart stirred, and he immediately took the token from his waist. The token was pitch black, with intricate patterns engraved on its surface. It was cold to the touch and was currently surrounded by a faint black aura, echoing the evil energy released by the Demon Erosion Blade.

Huang Yiming gripped the Demon Abyss Token tightly, activated the system's cultivation technique, and infused the token with his own spiritual energy. Instantly, the Demon Abyss Token erupted with dazzling black light, releasing a powerful suction force that swept towards the evil energy outside the formation. The black energy outside the formation seemed to be drawn in, continuously surging towards the Demon Abyss Token and being rapidly absorbed.

"What? What kind of treasure is this? It can actually absorb the evil energy of an evil artifact!" Ling Xuan stood in front of the formation, his expression changing drastically upon witnessing this scene, his eyes filled with disbelief. The Demon-Eroding Blade in his hand was a supreme treasure left behind by the demon race a thousand years ago, its evil energy domineering and unparalleled. No treasure had ever been able to absorb its evil energy, yet this black token in Huang Yiming's hand could easily devour the evil energy of the Demon-Eroding Blade, filling him with shock and fear.

Huang Yiming sensed that the Demon Abyss Token was absorbing evil energy at an increasingly rapid pace, and the spiritual energy within his body was also constantly rising. He discovered that after being absorbed by the Demon Abyss Token, this evil energy could be transformed into pure spiritual energy, which was then transmitted into his body through the token, nourishing his dantian, and his cultivation level was rapidly approaching the late stage of the Golden Core realm.

"So, the purpose of the Demon Abyss Token is to absorb evil energy and transform it into one's own spiritual energy." Huang Yiming was overjoyed, which strengthened his resolve to use the Demon Abyss Token. He continued to circulate the system's cultivation technique, guiding the Demon Abyss Token to absorb more evil energy, while continuously injecting the transformed spiritual energy into his body, breaking through the bottleneck of the late Golden Core stage.

The cultivators from both realms within the formation were greatly encouraged to see that the Demon Abyss Token in Huang Yiming's hand could absorb evil energy, their eyes filled with admiration. Ling Xi also breathed a sigh of relief and continued to use the power of her spiritual plants in conjunction with the Demon Abyss Token to purify the evil energy within the injured cultivators' bodies. Soon, the injured cultivators awoke one after another, their bodies completely cleansed of evil energy. Although still weak, they were no longer in mortal danger.

As Ling Xuan watched the evil aura emanating from the Demonic Erosion Blade in his hand grow weaker, his anxiety and anger intensified. He hadn't expected Huang Yiming to possess such a treasure, one that could not only break his evil weapon but also use its evil energy to enhance his cultivation—this was utterly humiliating.

"Huang Yiming, you dare ruin my plans! I'll tear you to pieces!" Ling Xuan roared, ignoring the weakening evil energy of the Demonic Erosion Blade, and charged towards Huang Yiming with the blade in hand. He unleashed the full pressure of a late-stage Golden Core cultivator, blasting towards Huang Yiming with overwhelming fury.

"Yiming, watch out!" The five girls exclaimed in alarm upon seeing this, wanting to rush forward to help, but Huang Yiming waved his hand to stop them.

"No need, I can handle it." Huang Yiming's tone was firm, and a hint of fighting spirit flashed in his eyes. Now his cultivation was approaching the late stage of the Golden Core realm, and with the blessing of the Demon Abyss Token, he was capable of fighting even against Ling Xuan's peak late stage Golden Core strength.

Huang Yiming gripped the Demon Abyss Token tightly and flashed forward to meet it. The black light of the Demon Abyss Token collided with the black energy of the Demon Corrosion Blade, producing a "sizzling" sound. A powerful shockwave swept across the entire area, causing the great formation to tremble violently once again, and cracks appeared in the surrounding ground.

"Clang!" Huang Yiming's Demon Abyss Token clashed with Ling Xuan's Demon Erosion Blade. Both of them staggered back a few steps, their auras slightly disordered. Ling Xuan's expression was solemn. He hadn't expected Huang Yiming's combat strength to improve so quickly, and that he could already hold his own against him in just a moment.

"Impossible! How could you improve so quickly?" Ling Xuan's eyes were filled with disbelief, and his tone carried a hint of fear.

"Nothing is impossible." Huang Yiming sneered, his figure flashing as he charged towards Ling Xuan once more. "Your evil weapon can't harm me; on the contrary, it can help me improve my cultivation. Today, I will use your evil energy to break through to the late Golden Core stage, then kill you and destroy the Tianyan Sect!"

The two clashed again. The Demon Abyss Token continuously absorbed the evil energy of the Demon Erosion Blade, transforming it into Huang Yiming's spiritual energy. Huang Yiming's combat power also steadily increased, gradually suppressing Ling Xuan. Ling Xuan became increasingly panicked. The evil energy of the Demon Erosion Blade in his hand weakened, and his combat power declined accordingly. He gradually fell into a disadvantageous position, with new wounds constantly appearing on his body, staining his white clothes with blood.

In the midst of the fierce battle, the Demon Abyss Token in Huang Yiming's hand clashed once more with the Demon Corrosion Blade in Ling Xuan's hand. Two beams of light erupted simultaneously, unleashing a powerful surge of energy that sent both men flying, coughing up blood. Just then, a blurry ancient memory suddenly surfaced in Huang Yiming's mind—

A thousand years ago, the Azure Netherworld was invaded by the Demon Clan. Wielding evil weapons, the Demons burned, killed, and looted, causing widespread devastation. The Spirit Clan and the Dragon Clan joined forces to fight back. The Dragon Clan possessed a black token that absorbed the demons' evil energy and transformed it into their own fighting power, engaging in a fierce battle with the Demon Clan leader. In the end, the Dragon Clan leader sacrificed himself, using the black token to seal the Demon Clan leader and imprison the evil weapon in the forbidden area of ​​the Heavenly Evolution Sect. That black token was none other than the Demon Abyss Token he possessed.

His memories were hazy and fragmented; Huang Yiming only saw these fragments before a powerful force pulled him back to reality. His expression changed drastically, his eyes filled with shock—it turned out that the Demon Abyss Token was a treasure of the Dragon Clan from a thousand years ago, used to fight against the Demon Clan, and the Demon Erosion Blade was the weapon of the Demon Clan leader back then. The forbidden area of ​​the Heavenly Evolution Sect actually sealed the remnant soul of the Demon Clan leader?

What shocked him even more was that in that vague memory, he saw a familiar figure who looked somewhat like Ling Xuan. It seemed to be Ling Xuan's ancestor, and this ancestor had secretly colluded with the demons and betrayed the Azure Netherworld during the demon invasion!

"What... what exactly is that token in your hand?" Ling Xuan was also numb from the energy shock just now. He stared at the Demon Abyss Token in Huang Yiming's hand, his eyes filled with fear, as if he remembered some terrible past events.

Huang Yiming snapped out of his daze, gripping the Demon Abyss Token tightly, a cold glint flashing in his eyes: "Ling Xuan, you don't know yet, do you? This Demon Abyss Token is a treasure of the Dragon Clan from a thousand years ago, used to fight against the Demon Clan. The Demon Erosion Blade in your hand is the weapon of the Demon Clan leader back then. Your ancestor colluded with the Demon Clan a thousand years ago, betraying the Azure Netherworld!"

Ling Xuan's face turned deathly pale, his whole body trembled, and his eyes were filled with disbelief: "You...you're talking nonsense! My Tianyan Sect has protected the Qingming Realm for generations, how could we collude with the demon race? You're slandering my Tianyan Sect!"

"Whether it's slander or not, you know it in your heart." Huang Yiming sneered, his tone firm. "A thousand years ago, your ancestor colluded with the demon race, hiding the Demon-Eroding Blade in the forbidden area of ​​the Heavenly Evolution Sect, intending to release the demon leader and rule the Azure Netherworld when the time was right. Now you're using the evil energy of the Demon-Eroding Blade to enhance your cultivation, wanting to seize my system and complete your ancestor's unfinished conspiracy. Am I right?"

Ling Xuan's face turned pale and then flushed, his eyes darting around, clearly realizing that Huang Yiming had hit the nail on the head. He hadn't expected Huang Yiming to know a secret from a thousand years ago, and his heart was filled with fear and panic.

Seeing Ling Xuan's flustered expression, Huang Yiming became even more certain of his guess. He knew that this ancient memory was just the tip of the iceberg, and there must be many more secrets hidden in the forbidden area of ​​the Tianyan Sect. These secrets might be intricately connected to the origin of the system and the aura of the myriad worlds.

Just then, Ling Xuan's eyes suddenly hardened. He abruptly raised the Demon-Eroding Blade, channeling all his spiritual energy into it. The evil weapon erupted with overwhelming malevolent power once more, hurtling towards Huang Yiming. He knew that if he couldn't kill Huang Yiming today, once the secret of the Heavenly Evolution Sect's collusion with the Demon Clan was exposed, the sect would inevitably be besieged and utterly destroyed by all forces.

Huang Yiming's face darkened. He immediately gripped the Demon Abyss Token and activated his system technique to prepare for battle. He knew that Ling Xuan had gone completely mad and would definitely go all out in this attack, so he had to be careful. What he didn't know was that while Ling Xuan was launching his attack, he had secretly sent a message to the Demon Clan requesting reinforcements, and an even greater crisis was quietly approaching.