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

The Spirit Clan's sacred land is nestled deep within the Central Profound Realm, surrounded by mountains and brimming with spiritual energy. It is both the foundation of the Spirit Clan and their sacred ground, passed down for millennia. Yet, at this moment, the sacred land is filled with murderous intent and overwhelming evil energy. A large number of demonic cultivators have poured in, engaging in fierce battles with the Spirit Clan disciples, their blood staining the sacred land's bluestone pavement.

In the center of the sacred ground, a fragment radiating golden light floated in mid-air—the third fragment of the ancient time travel. Spiritual and malevolent energy mingled around the fragment, and several demonic cultivators were desperately resisting attacks from spirit race disciples, attempting to seize it. The leading demonic cultivator, clad in a black robe, possessed a refined malevolent aura and the combat power of a late-stage Golden Core cultivator, comparable to Huang Yiming.

The Spirit Clan elders led their disciples in a desperate attempt to protect the fragment, but the Demon Clan cultivators were far more powerful and numerous. The Spirit Clan disciples suffered heavy casualties and gradually fell into a disadvantageous position, with the fragment in danger of being taken away at any moment. The Spirit Clan elders stared anxiously at the fragment floating in mid-air, silently praying that Huang Yiming would arrive as soon as possible.

"Hahaha, you trash of the Spirit Clan! If you know what's good for you, hand over the fragment obediently, or I'll slaughter your entire Spirit Clan and raze your holy land to the ground today!" The leading demon cultivator sneered, raising his hand and unleashing a wisp of evil energy straight at the Spirit Clan elder. Caught off guard, the Spirit Clan elder was struck, spitting out a mouthful of blood and staggering backward.

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps and fluctuations of spiritual energy came from the distant horizon. Huang Yiming led Qin Yuling, Zi Yao, and two thousand elite soldiers from the Two Realms Legion at breakneck speed. Upon seeing the scene within the Holy Land, a raging fire flashed in Huang Yiming's eyes—how dare these demon cultivators trespass into the Spirit Clan's Holy Land, slaughter Spirit Clan disciples, and seize the ancient time-travel fragments? They were simply courting death!

"Demon scum, stop!" Huang Yiming shouted coldly, his figure flashing as he rushed into the holy land. He waved the Demon Abyss Token in his hand, and a black spiritual energy rushed straight towards the leading demon cultivator. The leading demon cultivator's expression changed, and he turned around, raising his hand to let a wave of evil energy collide with the black spiritual energy. After a loud bang, both sides took a few steps back.

"Huang Yiming? You actually came!" A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the leading demon cultivator, followed by a disdainful smile. "But even if you came, it's useless. Today, this ancient time-traveling fragment will surely be ours, and you won't leave here alive!"

"You think you can take me?" Huang Yiming sneered, unleashing the full pressure of a late-stage Golden Core cultivator, sweeping across the entire area. "You injured my Spirit Clan allies and stole ancient fragments. Today, I will make you all perish here, avenging the fallen Spirit Clan disciples!"

Before he finished speaking, Huang Yiming flashed forward, charging towards the leading demon cultivator. He unleashed the Demon Abyss Token, sending dense streams of black spiritual energy attacking his opponent. The leading demon cultivator dared not be careless, channeling his evil energy to defend himself with all his might. A fierce battle ensued, with spiritual energy and evil energy intertwining, creating continuous loud noises, and the entire holy land trembled violently.

Qin Yuling and Zi Yao led the elite troops of the two realms into the battlefield, engaging in fierce combat with other demon cultivators. Qin Yuling, wielding a longsword, unleashed her full late-stage Foundation Establishment power, sweeping through the enemy ranks and slaying a demon cultivator with each strike. Although Zi Yao was still recovering from her injuries, she remained formidable, using a secret technique of the Demonic Sect, her movements elusive as she continuously reaped the lives of demon cultivators.

Seeing this, the Spirit Clan disciples were greatly encouraged and, under the leadership of their elders, cooperated with the Legion of Two Realms to counterattack the Demon Clan cultivators. On the battlefield, shouts of battle, the clash of weapons, and screams of agony mingled together. The Demon Clan cultivators fell one after another, suffering heavy casualties and gradually falling into a disadvantageous position.

The leading demon cultivator grew anxious upon seeing this. He knew that if things continued this way, not only would they fail to seize the fragment, but they would also be wiped out. His eyes turned cold, and he stopped engaging Huang Yiming, turning around and rushing towards the ancient time-traveling fragment floating in mid-air, intending to forcibly seize the fragment and retreat.

"Trying to steal the fragment? Leave your life behind!" Huang Yiming was furious upon seeing this. He flashed forward and caught up with his opponent, slamming the Demon Abyss Token hard into the opponent's back. The leading demon cultivator screamed, spitting out a mouthful of blood. He staggered backward, but still did not give up, using his last bit of spiritual power to reach out towards the fragment.

Just as his fingertips were about to touch the fragment, it suddenly burst forth with a golden light, and a powerful burst of spiritual energy sent him flying, killing him instantly. The remaining demon cultivators were terrified at the sight, losing all will to fight and turning to flee. However, they were caught up by the legions of the two realms and the disciples of the spirit race, and were all killed, leaving no survivors.

With the crisis averted, Huang Yiming walked to the ancient time-traveling fragment floating in mid-air. He stretched out his hand, and the fragment slowly fell into his palm. It felt slightly cool to the touch, and a rich spiritual energy dissipated, resonating strongly with another fragment in his hand. The two golden lights intertwined, instantly illuminating the entire holy land.

The elder of the Spirit Clan walked to Huang Yiming's side, bowed respectfully, and said, "Thank you, Sect Master Huang, for saving us. If you hadn't arrived in time, the Spirit Clan's sacred land would have been destroyed, and the fragments would have fallen into the hands of the Demon Clan. The Spirit Clan will never forget your great kindness."

"Elder, there's no need for such formalities." Huang Yiming shook his head, his tone gentle. "The Spirit Clan and the Trade Alliance are allies. Protecting the Spirit Clan and the fragments is my duty. However, how could the Demon Clan cultivators know that the fragments are here? Hasn't the Spirit Clan's sacred ground always been hidden?"

The elder of the Spirit Clan sighed softly, his expression solemn: "Sect Master Huang, you may not know this, but this fragment of ancient time travel did not appear by chance in the Spirit Clan's sacred land. It was retrieved from the Demon Clan by the Spirit Clan's ancestors and the Dragon Clan a thousand years ago, and has been hidden deep within the sacred land ever since. However, recently the fragment's spiritual energy fluctuations have become increasingly intense, revealing its location, which is why the Demon Clan discovered it."

"The Dragon Clan?" Huang Yiming's eyes flashed with surprise. "In the first eight volumes, Lingxi mentioned that the Spirit Clan and the Dragon Clan had interacted. I never imagined that a thousand years ago, the Dragon Clan would join forces with the Spirit Clan to fight against the Demon Clan. Where are the Dragon Clan now? Why have we never seen them?"

"After the great war against the demon race ended a thousand years ago, the dragon race left the Azure Netherworld and went to the myriad worlds," said the elder of the Spirit Race. "The dragon ancestors left a will saying that the ancient time-traveling fragments are related to the safety of the two worlds and the secrets of the myriad worlds. Once they are all gathered, the passage to the myriad worlds will be unlocked, and the dragon race will return to the Azure Netherworld at the appropriate time to help us fight against the demon race."

Huang Yiming was shocked—he hadn't expected the ancient time-travel fragments to hold such secrets, that the Dragon Clan had already traveled to countless worlds, and even more so, that the system's interdimensional travel function was so closely related to the Dragon Clan. This strengthened his resolve to collect all the fragments and unlock the interdimensional travel function: he not only wanted to protect the two worlds, but also to travel to countless worlds to find the Dragon Clan, explore the origin of the system, and uncover all the secrets.

Lingxi walked to Huang Yiming's side, her eyes filled with joy and worry: "Yiming, that's great! We've finally gotten the third fragment. But the demons already know about the fragments, and they'll definitely send more people to snatch the remaining fragments. What should we do?"

Huang Yiming gripped the two fragments tightly, a determined light flashing in his eyes: "Don't worry, we won't let these fragments fall into the hands of the demons. Next, on one hand, we need to strengthen the defenses of the Spirit Clan's holy land and protect it; on the other hand, we need to find the remaining ancient traversal fragments as soon as possible. Once we collect them all, we can unlock the interdimensional traversal function and break through to the Nascent Soul stage. Only then will we have enough strength to fight against the demon army and protect the safety of both realms."

Qin Yuling, Su Qingyue, Yang Xiu, and Zi Yao all nodded, their eyes filled with determination. They knew the road ahead would be even more difficult: the demon army was about to arrive, the remaining fragments had not yet been found, there were also high-level Nascent Soul stage demon cultivators hiding behind the scenes, and the dragons heading to the myriad realms—everything was fraught with unknowns and dangers.

Huang Yiming looked at the five women beside him, then at the ancient time-travel fragment in his hand, his heart filled with confidence. He had risen from an ordinary person who failed the college entrance exam to where he was today, experiencing countless crises and managing to turn danger into safety each time, and this time was no exception.

Just then, a system notification sounded in Huang Yiming's mind: [Ding! Detected that the host has obtained the third Ancient Transcendent Fragment, unlocking part of the fragment's secrets: There are five Ancient Transcendent Fragments in total. After collecting them all, the complete interdimensional transcendent function can be unlocked, allowing the fusion of the power of the two realms' origins, breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage, and simultaneously unlocking some information about the system's origin.]

[Ding! An unusual spiritual energy fluctuation has been detected deep within the Spirit Clan's sacred ground. It shares the same origin as the System, the Demon Abyss Token, and the ancient fragments, and may be a clue to a core component of the System. Host is advised to investigate.]

A glint flashed in Huang Yiming's eyes—a clue to the system's core component! He had always been puzzled by the system's origin, and now a clue had finally appeared. He looked at the Spirit Clan elder, his tone firm: "Elder, is there a hidden place deep within the Spirit Clan's sacred ground? I sensed spiritual energy fluctuations there that are of the same origin as the system and its fragments, possibly a clue to the system's core component."

The elder of the Spirit Clan's expression changed, his eyes filled with surprise: "The Sect Master can actually sense that place? Deep within the Holy Land lies an ancient secret chamber, left behind by the ancestors of the Spirit Clan. It contains the Spirit Clan's heritage and some secrets from the great war a thousand years ago. However, the chamber's restrictions are extremely powerful, and we have been unable to open it."

Huang Yiming smiled and said, "It seems that the clues to the core components of the system are hidden in that ancient secret chamber. Let's head there now, break the restrictions, search for clues, and also take a look at the secrets that have been sealed for thousands of years."

Everyone nodded and followed Huang Yiming toward the ancient secret chamber deep within the Spirit Clan's sacred ground. Unbeknownst to them, after they left, a dark figure silently appeared on the outskirts of the sacred ground, a sinister glint in his eyes, transmitting everything to the Nascent Soul stage demon cultivator hidden behind the scenes—a greater crisis was brewing, and an even more severe challenge awaited them.