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

The sacred land of the Spirit Clan is rich in spiritual energy, with ancient trees reaching for the sky. Deep within it stands a colossal stone monument, its surface shimmering with dragon patterns, radiating an ancient and powerful aura. A pure white key, engraved with dragon patterns, floats above the monument—the Dragon Key. This treasure, left behind by the Dragon Clan a thousand years ago, echoes the fifth volume of Spirit Clan secrets and the ninth volume of Dragon Clan foreshadowing, and is also the key to opening the passage to the Primordial Realm. Now that it has fully emerged, the fluctuations of spiritual energy sweep across the entire sacred land, attracting the covetous eyes of various forces.

Lingxi stood before the stone tablet, her body shimmering with spiritual runes, desperately guarding the Dragon Clan Key. Her face was pale, and blood trickled from the corner of her mouth. It turned out that before Huang Yiming arrived, the remnants of the Celestial Immortal Realm and cultivators from the Black Demon Realm had already arrived, intending to seize the key. Lingxi led the Spirit Clan disciples in a fierce resistance, but the enemy outnumbered them and had a Nascent Soul stage cultivator present. The Spirit Clan disciples suffered heavy casualties, and Lingxi herself was also severely injured. She barely managed to hold onto the key, but was now in dire straits.

"Lingxi, hand over the Dragon Clan key, and we'll spare your life!" The leading remnant general of the Celestial Immortal Realm, a Nascent Soul cultivator, swelled with spiritual energy, his eyes fixed on Lingxi with a sinister glint. "This key is not something a low-ranking Spirit Clan saintess like you can guard. Only our Celestial Immortal Realm is worthy of possessing it!" The Black Demon Realm cultivators beside him echoed arrogantly, "If you know what's good for you, hand over the key now, or we'll raze the Spirit Clan's holy land to the ground and slaughter all the Spirit Clan disciples!"

Lingxi gritted her teeth, her eyes resolute, and her spiritual vines surged, blocking the attack once again: "You want to take the key? You'll only succeed if I die! This is a treasure of the Spirit Clan, the key to protecting the two realms, and I will never hand it over to you evil spirits!" With that, she gathered all her spiritual energy into a spiritual blade and charged straight at the general. However, due to her severe injuries, her spiritual energy was disordered, and the spiritual blade was shattered by a burst of spiritual energy from the general as soon as it was unleashed. She flew backward and crashed heavily to the ground, spitting out another mouthful of blood.

Seeing this, the celestial general curled his lips into a mocking smile, leaped up, and reached out to snatch the dragon key from the stone tablet: "Since you don't know what's good for you, don't blame me for being impolite!" Just as his hand was about to touch the key, a golden beam of light suddenly shot out, piercing his wrist. The general screamed in agony, blood gushing out, and he staggered backward.

"Who dares to harm those around me?" A chilling voice echoed throughout the Holy Land. Huang Yiming, along with Qin Yuling and Zi Yao, flashed to Ling Xi's side. The pressure of his mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivation spread out, instantly repelling the cultivators from the Celestial Immortal Realm and the Black Demon Realm. Huang Yiming bent down and carefully picked up Ling Xi, his eyes filled with heartache and killing intent. His tone was gentle yet chilling: "Ling tide, don't be afraid, I'm here. No one can hurt you."

Lingxi leaned weakly against Huang Yiming's chest, her eyes slightly red, her voice choked with sobs: "Yiming, you've finally come... They want to steal the key, they want to raze the Holy Land to the ground..." Huang Yiming gently stroked her hair, soothing her tenderly: "Don't worry, I'm here. I won't let them hurt you, I won't let them steal the key, and I won't let the Holy Land suffer any harm."

The Celestial Realm general stared at Huang Yiming, his eyes filled with fear, yet he feigned composure, his tone arrogant: "Huang Yiming, don't be too smug! Although you've routed our army, we still have a backup plan. Today, we will seize the Dragon Clan Key and avenge our Celestial Realm leader!" The Black Demon Realm cultivators echoed his sentiments, gathering their evil energy in preparation for another attack—they knew they were no match for Huang Yiming, but the allure of the Dragon Clan Key was too great; they were willing to risk their lives rather than give up.

"Revenge?" Huang Yiming sneered, his eyes blazing with killing intent. He handed Lingxi to Qin Yuling, and in a flash, he appeared before the Heavenly Immortal Realm general. "You defeated soldiers dare to talk about revenge? Today, I will make you all perish here, to avenge the Spirit Clan disciples and the people of both realms!" With that, the pressure of his mid-Nascent Soul stage erupted, and he simultaneously fused Nascent Soul power with Dragon Clan techniques, condensing a golden dragon-shaped beam of light in his palm, which shot straight at the Heavenly Immortal Realm general.

The Celestial Realm general was terrified and tried to flee, but the dragon-shaped beam of light was incredibly fast and struck him in the chest instantly. He coughed up blood and died on the spot. Seeing this, Zi Yao immediately led the Demon Sect disciples to charge forward and engage in fierce combat with the Black Demon Realm cultivators. With each swing of the demonic whip, the evil energy dissipated, and each strike killed several evil cultivators. Qin Yuling stayed by Ling Xi's side, healing her wounds while vigilantly observing the surroundings to prevent any remaining enemies from launching a sneak attack. Huang Yiming moved across the battlefield, unleashing several streams of spiritual energy with each wave of his hand, slaughtering all the cultivators from the Celestial Realm and the Black Demon Realm without leaving a single survivor.

After the fierce battle, the Spirit Clan's sacred land returned to peace. Spirit Clan disciples rushed forward, kneeling to thank Huang Yiming for saving their lives. Huang Yiming walked to the stone tablet and carefully grasped the Dragon Clan Key floating above it. The key was cool to the touch, radiating an ancient dragon aura. The instant he held the key, it suddenly burst forth with dazzling light, resonating strongly with the system core within him and the Boundary Origin Jade Pendant he obtained in Volume Nine.

"Buzz—" Three beams of light intertwined, forming a golden light screen upon which information about the Primordial Chaos Realm appeared. Huang Yiming examined it carefully and finally realized that the Dragon Clan Key was not only crucial for opening the passage to the Primordial Chaos Realm, but also for activating the system's full functionality. A thousand years ago, the Dragon Clan and the Spirit Clan joined forces to fight against the evil cultivators and the Dark Demon Realm of the Primordial Chaos Realm. After their defeat, the Dragon Clan retreated to the Primordial Chaos Realm, leaving behind the Dragon Clan Key and the system core, waiting for someone who could unify the two realms and resist external enemies—and that person was none other than himself. This scene not only filled in the foreshadowing of the system's origin in Volume Nine, but also echoed the clues of the Spirit Clan's secrets in Volume Five and the Heavenly Evolution Sect's conspiracy in Volume Eight.

The five women gathered around, their expressions shocked as they looked at the information on the light screen. Lingxi's eyes were filled with relief: "So, the great war between the Spirit Clan and the Dragon Clan a thousand years ago was to resist the evil cultivators of the Primordial Realm; so, the mission of our Spirit Clan is to guard the Dragon Clan's key, waiting for the one who can save all realms." Qin Yuling's eyes were firm: "My lord, now that we know the truth, let's immediately go to the Primordial Realm, find the Dragon Clan, join forces to resist the evil cultivators, and protect all realms."

Huang Yiming nodded, gripping the Dragon Clan Key tightly in his hand, his eyes filled with determination: "That's right, this is our mission, and also my responsibility as the Supreme Being of the Two Realms. However, we cannot go to the Hongmeng Realm yet. We need to stabilize the Two Realms first, collect the fragments of the Black Demon Realm teleportation array, enhance our own combat power, and make full preparations."

Just then, the system suddenly issued a notification, a cold, mechanical voice echoing in Huang Yiming's mind: [Detected a Nascent Soul cultivator in the Primordial Chaos Realm spying on the Azure Netherworld, suspected to be an evil cultivation force in the Primordial Chaos Realm, targeting the Dragon Clan Key and the System Core; Detected traces of the Dragon Clan in the Primordial Chaos Realm, exact location unknown; Detected the host is about to break through to the late Nascent Soul stage, it is recommended to accumulate Origin Power as soon as possible to attempt a higher realm.]

A cold glint flashed in Huang Yiming's eyes, and his expression turned solemn. He knew that the spying of Nascent Soul stage cultivators from the Hongmeng Realm meant an even greater crisis was imminent, and the presence of the Dragon Clan only strengthened his resolve to go to the Hongmeng Realm. He looked down at the five women beside him, his tone resolute: "Everyone, the crisis in the Hongmeng Realm has arrived, and the Dragon Clan's tracks have surfaced. Our next task is to stabilize the two realms, enhance our combat power, and collect the fragments of the teleportation array. Once everything is ready, we will head to the Hongmeng Realm to uncover the secrets of the Dragon Clan, resist the evil cultivators, and protect all realms!"

The five women nodded resolutely. They knew that a journey concerning the survival of all realms was about to begin, and they would always stand by Huang Yiming's side, never abandoning him, and together they would face the future. The stone tablet of the Spirit Clan's sacred land still stood, and the Dragon Clan's key radiated a dazzling light, as if foreshadowing the coming of a new era in all realms. Huang Yiming, the supreme ruler of two realms, would write his own legend on the stage of all realms—but what he didn't know was that the evil cultivators of the Hongmeng Realm were already prepared, and a greater conspiracy was quietly brewing. What awaited him was an unprecedented challenge.