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

Inside the main altar of the Trade Alliance, the lingering spiritual energy had not yet dissipated, and the suppressed evil energy had only just begun to dissipate, yet a heavy atmosphere had already enveloped the area. Huang Yiming held the Demon Abyss Token, his fingertips still slightly cool from absorbing the evil energy. The residual power from his fierce battle with the patriarch of the Heavenly Evolution Sect had not yet faded, and the aura of a peak mid-stage Golden Core cultivator was faintly visible, pressing down on everyone in the tent so that they dared not even breathe.

Ling Xi frowned, a faint green light swirling around her fingertips—the unique sensory power of the Spirit Clan, locked onto the direction of the allied forces' camp. A moment later, her expression changed slightly, and she quickly walked to Huang Yiming's side, her voice tinged with urgency: "Yiming, something's wrong. There's an unusual, malevolent energy fluctuation deep within the allied forces' camp. It's not caused by the Heavenly Evolution Sect's evil artifact; it's purer, colder, like… the aura of a demon."

A cold glint flashed in Huang Yiming's eyes, and the Demon Abyss Token at his fingertips trembled slightly, as if responding to that evil aura. In the fierce battle of the previous chapter, he had already sensed the demonic aura hidden within the evil artifact, and now Lingxi's perception further confirmed his guess—the patriarch of the Heavenly Evolution Sect had indeed colluded with the demons. This was no longer a simple sect rivalry, but a conspiracy concerning the safety of both realms.

"It seems that Ling Xuan has resorted to desperate measures and has really invited the Demon Clan to help him." Huang Yiming's tone was icy as he glanced at the five women in the tent. "We must obtain evidence of their collusion in order to completely isolate the Tianyan Sect and force the remaining three wavering sects to defect. Otherwise, if the Demon Clan intervenes on a large scale, we will be attacked from both sides."

Qin Yuling gripped her longsword tightly, a fighting spirit flashing in her eyes: "I'll lead my elite troops in, kill the demon envoy, and retrieve the evidence!" "No." Huang Yiming shook his head. "The allied camp is heavily guarded, and Ling Xuan is in charge. Forcing our way in will only alert the enemy, and the losses will outweigh the gains."

Everyone fell into deep thought, but Zi Yao suddenly spoke up, her tone carrying a hint of arrogance and determination: "Sect Master, let me go. I come from the Demonic Sect, and my aura is naturally cold and sinister. I can disguise myself as a Demonic Sect disciple who has defected to the Heavenly Evolution Sect, infiltrate the camp to eavesdrop on their plot, and I'm sure I can obtain evidence."

Huang Yiming frowned slightly, his expression hesitant. Although Zi Yao was quite powerful, the strength of the demon envoy was unknown, and the consequences of being exposed would be unimaginable. Seeing this, Zi Yao stepped forward, her eyes full of earnestness: "Yiming, I know you're worried about me, but I'm the most suitable person for this. You've forgotten, I infiltrated the Black Stone Sect in the first eight volumes; infiltrating enemy camps is a piece of cake for me."

Seeing the determination in Zi Yao's eyes, and recalling her past exploits in the previous eight volumes, Huang Yiming finally nodded, reached out and grasped her wrist, his tone gentle yet carrying an undeniable admonition: "Be extremely careful. If you sense any danger, don't be reckless. Contact me immediately, and I will come to your aid as soon as possible. Yang Xiu, prepare healing pills and talismans to conceal Zi Yao's aura; Ling Xi, use the power of spiritual plants to cover her own presence to prevent the demons from detecting her."

"Don't worry, Sect Master." Yang Xiu quickly took out a storage bag filled with high-grade healing pills and concealment talismans. "These are Concentration Pills and Breath Concealment Talismans, which can temporarily conceal your cultivation fluctuations. Take the pills if you encounter danger. I will monitor your movements through the system at all times."

Lingxi immediately raised her hand, and a beam of green light entered Ziyao's body. Ziyao's aura instantly became cold and gloomy, no different from those rogue demonic sect disciples who had defected to the Tianyan Sect. After making all the preparations, Ziyao's figure flashed, transforming into a black shadow, and quietly left the Tongshang Alliance headquarters, rushing towards the allied camp.

Inside the allied camp, lights shone brightly, and patrolling cultivators came and went in an endless stream. The air was thick with an eerie aura, a mixture of malevolent and spiritual energy. Using her superb stealth skills, Zi Yao evaded the patrolling cultivators and slipped deep into the camp, heading straight for the main tent of the Heavenly Evolution Sect's patriarch. Outside the main tent, two early-stage Golden Core cultivators stood guard, their auras refined and their vigilance impeccable.

Zi Yao held her breath, activated a secret technique of the Demonic Sect, and pressed her body against a pillar outside the tent, listening intently. Inside the tent, Ling Xuan's voice carried a hint of obsequiousness, completely different from his previous arrogance: "My lord envoy, as long as you can help me kill Huang Yiming, seize the system, all the resources of the Trade Alliance, and the spiritual veins of the Azure Netherworld, I am willing to offer them all to the Demon Clan, only asking to borrow the power of the Demon Clan to break through to the Nascent Soul stage."

A hoarse, grating voice rang out, carrying a strong sense of malevolence: "Ling Xuan, you do know what's good for you. However, the Demon Abyss Token in Huang Yiming's possession is a treasure of our Demon Clan, and it must be taken back. Once our army arrives, we will not only kill Huang Yiming, but also completely occupy the Azure Netherworld, open up the passage between the two realms, and let the Demon Clan army sweep across the entire mortal realm and the fantasy world."

Zi Yao's heart skipped a beat. She secretly took out the communication jade talisman Huang Yiming had given her and simultaneously channeled her spiritual power to record the conversation inside the tent—this was irrefutable evidence of the collusion between the Tianyan Sect and the Demon Clan. But at that moment, the communication jade talisman inadvertently emitted a faint fluctuation of spiritual power, which was keenly detected by the Demon Clan envoy inside the tent.

"Who's outside?" The demon envoy's voice suddenly turned cold, and a sharp, malevolent aura burst forth from the tent, rushing straight at Zi Yao. Zi Yao's expression changed slightly. No longer concealing herself, she drew her soft sword from her waist to parry the malevolent aura, and with a flash, she attempted to break through the encirclement.

"Trying to run? Leave your life behind!" The demon envoy appeared before Zi Yao in a flash, his malevolent aura surging, revealing him to be a late-stage Golden Core cultivator. Ling Xuan followed closely behind, his face grim: "So you're from the Trade Alliance. No wonder Huang Yiming discovered our plot. Today, I'll tear you to pieces!"

Zi Yao gripped her soft sword tightly, her expression grave. She was merely at the peak of the early Golden Core stage, and faced with a demon envoy at the late Golden Core stage and Ling Xuan at the peak of the late Golden Core stage, she had no chance of victory. But she did not back down; only one thought occupied her mind—she must bring the evidence back, and not let Huang Yiming and the others down.

A fierce battle erupted instantly. Zi Yao activated a secret technique of the Demonic Sect, her figure elusive as she dodged the attacks of the two while searching for an opportunity to break through. However, the difference in strength between the two sides was too great. Before long, Zi Yao was struck in the chest by a palm from the Demonic Envoy, spitting out a mouthful of blood. She staggered backward, and the concealment talisman on her body became ineffective, completely exposing her aura.

"Hahaha, nothing special." Ling Xuan sneered, raising his hand to unleash a burst of spiritual energy to kill Zi Yao. At the critical moment, Zi Yao used her last bit of spiritual power to throw the jade talisman recording the conversation out of the camp, while simultaneously pressing the communication jade talisman to send a distress signal to Huang Yiming.

"You're courting death!" the demon envoy roared, striking Zi Yao with another palm. Zi Yao had no chance to dodge and could only take the blow head-on; the sound of her bones shattering was clearly audible. She staggered to the ground, her consciousness fading, but she still stared intently at the direction the jade talisman had flown, a smile playing on her lips—the evidence had been sent.

Inside the main altar of the Merchant Alliance, the communication jade talisman in Huang Yiming's hand suddenly shattered. His expression changed drastically, and his spiritual energy surged violently. The pressure of a peak mid-stage Golden Core cultivator instantly swept across the entire area: "Something's wrong! Ziyao is in trouble!"

Qin Yuling, Su Qingyue, and the others also turned pale. Yang Xiu immediately checked through the system, his voice choked with sobs: "Sect Master, Zi Yao was besieged by the Demon Clan envoy and Ling Xuan deep in the Allied Forces camp. She was seriously injured and her breath was weak... However, she successfully sent out the evidence, which was located on the outskirts of the camp."

Huang Yiming's eyes flashed with boundless rage as he gritted his teeth and said, "Ling Xuan, the Demon Clan envoy, you harmed my woman! I will grind you to dust!" He turned to Qin Yuling and Ling Xi: "Yuling, you will lead a thousand elite troops to aid Zi Yao; Ling Xi, you will use the power of spiritual plants to secretly provide support and purify the evil energy along the way; Qing Yue, mobilize drones to monitor the allied forces' movements and prevent them from attacking the main altar; Yang Xiu, stay behind and prepare for healing!"

"Yes!" the crowd responded in unison, each quickly taking on their assigned tasks. Huang Yiming flashed forward, dashing towards the allied camp, his eyes burning with murderous intent. Unbeknownst to him, Ling Xuan and the demon envoy had already laid an ambush, waiting for him to walk right into their trap; meanwhile, a small number of vanguard demon cultivators had also quietly arrived at the camp, and an even greater crisis was brewing.