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

The night was as dark as ink, and the air around the allied camp was thick with murderous intent. Huang Yiming led Qin Yuling and a thousand elite troops at breakneck speed to the camp. From afar, he could see the sinister energy emanating from the depths of the camp, along with the faint sounds of fighting. His anger burned even more fiercely.

"Sect Master, there's an ambush ahead!" Qin Yuling suddenly spoke, her eyes flashing with vigilance. Having fought for many years, she had a keen sense of danger. At this moment, she sensed the presence of a large number of cultivators hidden in the woods outside the camp, clearly a trap set by Ling Xuan and the demon envoy.

Huang Yiming's expression turned cold. He stopped in his tracks, his spiritual energy surging around him, unleashing the oppressive aura of a peak mid-stage Golden Core cultivator, sweeping across the entire forest: "Ling Xuan, Demon Clan envoy, stop hiding and come out to face your death! You think this ambush can trap me, Huang Yiming?"

Before the words were finished, a cold laugh echoed from the woods. Ling Xuan and the demon envoy, leading five thousand cultivators, slowly emerged and surrounded Huang Yiming and his group. Ling Xuan looked at Huang Yiming, his face full of mockery: "Huang Yiming, you really came. You've walked right into my trap. That bitch Zi Yao has been severely injured by me. Today, I'll send you and her to hell together to seize your system and the Demon Abyss Token!"

The demon envoy's hoarse voice rang out, exuding an overwhelming evil aura: "Huang Yiming, hand over the Demon Abyss Token and submit to the demon race, and I may spare your life; otherwise, today I will annihilate you, and reduce your women and the Trade Alliance to ashes!"

Huang Yiming's gaze swept over the two figures, finally settling on the stretcher behind Ling Xuan—Zi Yao lay on it, covered in wounds, her breath weak, her face as pale as paper, and blood still lingering at the corner of her mouth. Undried bloodstains remained on the ground. Seeing this, Huang Yiming's eyes turned icy cold, his spiritual energy surging violently, almost breaking through the shackles of his mid-stage Golden Core peak.

"I'll say it again, release Zi Yao, or I will slaughter your entire allied forces, raze the Tianyan Sect to the ground, and ensure that the demon race will never be able to set foot in the Qingming Realm again!" Huang Yiming's voice was icy cold, every word carrying an undeniable killing intent, causing the surrounding cultivators to tremble.

"Arrogant!" Ling Xuan roared, waving his hand to signal his men to attack. "Charge! Kill Huang Yiming, seize the system and the Demon Abyss Token, and there will be a hefty reward!"

At Ling Xuan's command, five thousand cultivators swarmed forward—the demonic cultivators released dense evil energy, while the Tianyan Sect cultivators channeled their spiritual energy, all rushing towards Huang Yiming and his group. Huang Yiming's eyes sharpened, and he shielded Qin Yuling behind him: "Yuling, take some people to rescue Ziyao, I'll hold them off!"

"No, Yiming, it's too dangerous! I'll go with you!" Qin Yuling urged urgently. She knew that Huang Yiming was facing a demon envoy at the late Golden Core stage, Ling Xuan at the peak of the late Golden Core stage, and five thousand cultivators. Fighting alone would surely result in serious injury.

"Listen to me!" Huang Yiming's tone was firm. "Ziyao's injuries are serious; we can't delay any longer. Only you can break through their defenses and rescue Ziyao. I promised you I wouldn't let any of you get hurt, and today, I'll keep my word!"

Looking into Huang Yiming's determined eyes, Qin Yuling knew she couldn't hold him back. She nodded vigorously, "Okay, you must be careful. I'll come back to help you as soon as I rescue Ziyao!" After saying that, she led five hundred elites, holding long swords, and rushed towards the stretcher. Her spiritual energy surged, and she unleashed her full late-stage Foundation Establishment combat power, sweeping through the enemy lines unstoppable.

Huang Yiming turned around, wielding the Demon Abyss Token, and charged towards Ling Xuan and the Demon Envoy. The moment the Demon Abyss Token appeared, the surrounding evil energy was instantly absorbed and transformed into his own spiritual energy. Huang Yiming's combat power surged in an instant, becoming comparable to the late-stage Golden Core Demon Envoy. "Die!" Huang Yiming coldly shouted, waving the Demon Abyss Token, a black spiritual energy shooting straight at the Demon Envoy.

The demon envoy sneered, raising his hand to unleash a burst of evil energy that collided with the black spiritual energy. After a deafening roar, both sides staggered back several steps. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Ling Xuan unleashed a torrent of spiritual energy at the peak of the late Golden Core stage, aimed directly at Huang Yiming's back. Huang Yiming dodged the attack with a swift movement, then struck Ling Xuan in the chest with a backhand. Caught off guard, Ling Xuan was struck, spitting out a mouthful of blood and staggering backward.

At the same time, Qin Yuling led her elite troops to break through the defense line and successfully reached the stretcher. After killing the guarding cultivators, she picked up Ziyao and quickly retreated. "Ziyao, Ziyao, wake up!" Qin Yuling called softly, her eyes full of worry, as she retreated while giving Ziyao the healing pills prepared by Yang Xiu.

Seeing this, Ling Xuan was furious: "Stop them! We can't let them take Zi Yao away!" But at this moment, Huang Yiming was tightly entangled with Ling Xuan and the demon envoy, preventing them from getting away. Taking advantage of the situation, Qin Yuling led Zi Yao out of the encirclement and sped towards the headquarters of the Trade Alliance.

Enraged by this, the demon envoy's malevolent aura surged, and he repelled Huang Yiming with a single move. He rasped, "Ling Xuan, stop wasting time with him! Launch a full-scale attack immediately, raze the Trade Alliance to the ground, and kill Huang Yiming's women! Let's see how long he can remain arrogant!"

Ling Xuan nodded, a ruthless glint in his eyes: "Good! Pass down the order: the entire allied forces will be mobilized, with the demon cultivators cooperating, to launch a full-scale attack on the Trade Alliance's formation. Today, we will surely crush the Trade Alliance!"

With Ling Xuan's command, the remaining 45,000 cultivators, along with a small number of demonic vanguard cultivators, rushed towards the main altar of the Trade Alliance. Huang Yiming's expression changed. He knew that although the Trade Alliance's formation was strong, it would be difficult to withstand such a large number of cultivators and demonic energy. Without hesitation, he flashed towards the allied army, attempting to buy time for Qin Yuling to send Zi Yao back for treatment and for the Trade Alliance to prepare its defenses.

"Trying to leave? Leave your life behind!" The demon envoy and Ling Xuan followed closely behind, engaging Huang Yiming in fierce combat. Huang Yiming, fighting two against one, gradually fell into a disadvantageous position, sustaining several wounds and his breathing becoming somewhat disordered. But he did not retreat, still fighting desperately. The Demon Abyss Token continuously absorbed the demonic evil energy and converted it into his own spiritual energy, barely sustaining the battle.

Inside the Trade Alliance headquarters, Su Qingyue had already mobilized tanks, rocket launchers, and drones, ready for action. Seeing the allied forces approaching, she immediately ordered: "Activate the power grid, launch the drones, prepare the rocket launchers, and open fire as soon as the enemy enters range!"

Lingxi mobilized her spirit clan members, activating the power of spirit plants to create a protective barrier around the great formation, purifying the evil energy and aiding in its defense. Yang Xiu stayed in the healing room, preparing to treat Ziyao and the remaining wounded, silently praying for Huang Yiming and Qin Yuling's safe return. He hoped Yuling would return safely.

The allied army arrived at the outskirts of the Trade Alliance. At Ling Xuan's command, all cultivators exerted their power simultaneously. Spiritual energy and evil energy intertwined and surged, condensing into a massive attack that slammed into the great formation. "Boom!" A deafening roar shook the heavens and the earth. The great formation trembled violently, and the halo on its surface flickered wildly, faintly revealing signs of shattering.

Seeing this, Huang Yiming was extremely anxious. He used his last bit of spiritual power to repel Ling Xuan and the demon envoy with a palm strike, and then his figure flashed as he rushed towards the headquarters of the Trade Alliance. But at this moment, Ling Xuan suddenly summoned an ancient evil artifact, which unleashed a torrent of evil energy. A huge attack of evil energy shot out like an arrow, heading straight for Huang Yiming's back.

Huang Yiming sensed the danger behind him, but it was too late to dodge. He had only one thought in his mind—he absolutely could not let the evil energy strike the Merchant Alliance, and he absolutely could not let the people around him be harmed. So, he turned around abruptly and took the fatal blow head-on. "Pfft—" Huang Yiming spat out a mouthful of blood, staggered and fell to the ground, his cultivation at the peak of the mid-stage Golden Core realm instantly plummeting to the early stage of the Golden Core realm, his aura as weak as a thread, and his body covered in wounds.

"Yiming!" Qin Yuling, having just escorted Zi Yao back to the main altar, screamed upon seeing this scene and charged towards Huang Yiming like a madwoman. Ling Xuan and the demon envoy, seeing this, wore smug, sinister smiles. Ling Xuan sneered, "Huang Yiming, you've finally met your match! Today, I will raze your Trade Alliance to the ground, slaughter all your women, seize your system, and rule the entire Azure Netherworld!"

The grand formation was once again fiercely attacked by the allied forces, its aura completely dissipated, revealing a huge crack that threatened to collapse at any moment. Five women surrounded Huang Yiming, their eyes filled with tears. Yang Xiu quickly administered healing pills to Huang Yiming, but it was still unable to stop his weakening aura. The allied army pressed forward relentlessly, the evil aura of the demonic cultivators growing ever stronger. The Trade Alliance was plunged into an unprecedented predicament, and Huang Yiming was on the verge of death.