All Realms and Worlds: The Lost Home

The heavens, the sacred space where the gods reside.

Above the clouds, magnificent palaces and pavilions stretch endlessly, their gilded roofs gleaming in the holy light. Cranes soar across the sky, and sacred springs flow gently, exuding a solemn and peaceful atmosphere of seclusion from the world.

But no one knows that in the deepest part of this sacred land lies a dark space that is completely out of step with the heavens.

There is no holy light, no spiritual energy here, only endless cold and oppression.

The obsidian cell had mottled walls and a faint smell of blood and decay permeated the air. The only source of light was a flickering blue ghost fire in the corner, which made the cell even more sinister and terrifying.

In the center of the cell, a woman is firmly nailed to the cold wall.

She wore a tattered white divine robe, the once pristine fabric now stained with blood and dust. Her long hair fell in disarray, obscuring most of her face, revealing only her beautifully sculpted but bloodless chin.

Four dark, demonic chains pierced through her shoulders and ankles, embedding themselves deeply in the wall. The sinister power flowing through the chains was gradually devouring the holy light within her.

She was Lo, the goddess of light, one of the most radiant deities in the heavens, and the mother of the battle nun Sabella in her previous life.

At this moment, Luo's breath was as weak as a candle flickering in the wind. Every breath aggravated his wounds, bringing excruciating pain. Fine blood foam kept spilling from the corner of his mouth, sliding down his neck and accumulating into a small dark bloodstain on his chest.

She remained motionless, pinned to the wall, as if she had long since lost her life; only her slightly trembling eyelashes proved that she was still alive.

After an unknown amount of time, Luo's drooping head suddenly twitched slightly.

Beneath her disheveled hair, a pair of eyes that had been dull and lifeless suddenly opened, bursting with an incredulous light, a mixture of ecstasy, worry, and a slight tremor.

"This is……"

Luo's voice was hoarse and broken, almost out of tune, yet it carried an undisguised excitement. She struggled to move her eyes, trying to catch that fleeting connection.

It's a bond of souls!

It was a faint soul fluctuation emanating from her daughter, whom she thought was already dead!

A hundred years ago, she was forced to separate from her daughter, watching helplessly as that small figure fell into the cycle of reincarnation, never to be heard from again. She tried countless times to investigate the trajectory of reincarnation, but was always blocked by a powerful force. In the end, she didn't even know if her daughter still existed in the world.

She thought she would never see her daughter again, and would never feel the bond of blood again.

But at this moment, that faint yet clear soul fluctuation, like a glimmer of light in the darkness, precisely entered the depths of her soul, carrying the unique sacred aura of her daughter, so familiar, so real.

"Snow...Snow..." Luo murmured, tears welling up in her eyes. That was the name she had given her daughter, Sabella, her daughter's new identity after reincarnation.

She could sense that her daughter's aura was still very weak, as if she were in danger, and her soul fluctuations were intermittent, as if she was fighting against some powerful force.

"My child..." Luo's heart clenched instantly, and intense worry surged into her heart. She subconsciously wanted to struggle and rush to her daughter's side to protect her.

"Pfft—"

The chains were deeply embedded in the wound, and the excruciating pain caused her to cough up a mouthful of blood. Her body swayed weakly, and she was once again firmly chained to the wall.

Her holy light power had long been devoured by the chains. Now, she was nothing more than a prisoner of a useless god, and even the most basic struggle had become a luxury.

"Squeak—"

Just then, the heavy iron door of the cell was slowly pushed open.

A soft, holy light poured in from outside the door, dispelling some of the darkness. It intertwined with the eerie blue ghost fire in the cell, creating a strange contrast of light and shadow.

A woman walked in slowly, wearing a gorgeous long dress embroidered with star patterns. The hem of the dress trailed on the ground, and with each step she took, fine dust of light drifted away. She was surrounded by a rich and pure divine power, showing the nobility and elegance of a deity.

The woman had an exquisitely beautiful face and skin as white as snow, yet her eyes held a hint of obsessive fanaticism. She was none other than the ruler of this celestial realm, the goddess Xue Ji.

Xueji walked up to Luo, stopped, and looked down at her. Her tone was calm, yet carried an undeniable air of control: "Luo, it seems your daughter has recovered."

Her gaze fell on Luo's bleeding lips, her eyes showing no pity, only a detached indifference that came from having achieved her goal.

Luo suddenly looked up, staring intently at Xue Ji. The tears in his eyes were instantly replaced by overwhelming hatred, and his voice was hoarse yet chillingly cold: "It's you! Xue Ji! What have you done to my child!"

She had no doubt that the danger her daughter was facing was definitely related to Yuki.

Xue Ji gently shook her head, extending her fair fingers to brush the strands of hair on Luo's face. Her movements were gentle, but her tone became increasingly obsessive: "I didn't do anything to her. I was just waiting, waiting for her to fully awaken her bloodline, waiting for her to become my most perfect 'vessel'."

"Luo, look at yourself, why are you so stubborn?"

Yukihime withdrew her finger, a hint of regret in her voice: "Why won't you listen to advice and insist on returning to your original world?"

"These myriad realms are so vast. I can give you divine power, resources, and status, making you a god second only to me, and allowing you to enjoy endless glory."

"But you insist on clinging to that Earth that has long since abandoned you."

Luo's chest heaved violently; rage nearly drove her mad. She gritted her teeth and said, "The Earth hasn't abandoned me! It's my home! The place where I was born and raised! Unlike you, who only knows how to imprison others with despicable means!"

"Homeland?" Yuki scoffed, a glint of madness flashing in her eyes. "That tiny, barren planet, whose very world consciousness hasn't fully awakened, dares to call itself a homeland?"

She paced slowly, her tone growing increasingly fervent, her voice rising: "Why do you think all the powerful beings from countless worlds want to find Earth's coordinates?"

"They think Earth holds endless resources, that they can plunder treasures from there to enhance their strength—what an utterly foolish bunch of good-for-nothings!"

Yuki suddenly stopped and turned to look at Luo, her eyes burning with an almost maniacal intensity: "They have no idea that you Earthlings are the real treasure!"

"Even the most ordinary Earthling, once they leave Earth, carries with them the Earth's inherent destiny—a destiny unmatched by any other planet in the myriad realms!"

"With you all, my celestial world consciousness can rapidly advance, break free from its current constraints, gradually devour other worlds, and ultimately become the most powerful world in all the heavens and myriad realms!"

These words struck Luo's mind like a thunderbolt.

She finally understood why Yukihime was willing to do anything to keep her and why she was so determined to find other Earthlings.

It turns out that, in Xue Ji's eyes, these Earth transmigrators were nothing more than tools to nourish the world's consciousness, and stepping stones for her to dominate all the heavens and myriad worlds!

"You madman!" Luo roared, his eyes filled with contempt and hatred. "You're delusional! Earthlings will never be your tools!"

"A madman?" Provoked by Luo's words, Xue Ji's divine power surged suddenly, and her originally elegant face became distorted. She rushed in front of Luo, grabbed Luo's chin, and forced her to look up at her.

"Luo!!! Why can't you stay in my world?! Why?!"

Yuki screamed like a madwoman, her voice shrill and piercing, her eyes revealing undisguised obsession and madness: "I have given you everything! I transformed you from a dying Earthling into a supreme Goddess of Light! I gave you endless life, I gave you immense divine power! What more do you want?!"

Despite the pain from her chin being pinched, Luo did not back down at all. Meeting Xue Ji's crazed gaze, she suddenly laughed, her laughter hoarse and shrill, filled with endless sorrow and mockery.

"Hahaha...cough cough...cough..."

The violent cough caused her to cough up blood again, staining Xue Ji's white sleeves red, but she still smiled, laughing until tears streamed down her face.

"What do I want?" Luo's voice was choked with blood, yet every word was clear. "What I want is the freedom you can never give me! The right to return to my homeland!"

She abruptly pulled her hand away from Yukihime's, her eyes as cold as knives, and said, word by word, "Yukihime! You deserve to die!"

"Do you think I don't know what you've done? To give me an heir, to ensure my bloodline continues, you actually allowed those men to humiliate me!"

These words seemed to rip open Luo's most painful wounds; her voice trembled, and her eyes were filled with humiliation and despair.

That was a pain that would never fade in her heart, the most despicable torment that Yukihime had inflicted upon her.

Xue Ji's eyes flickered slightly, then returned to their crazed and obsessive state. She released her grip, took a step back, and spoke with a hint of justification mixed with a sense of entitlement: "Luo! If you hadn't been so determined to go back, why would I have done this!"

"Your bloodline is the purest primordial bloodline of Earth. Only by continuing this bloodline can my celestial realm receive a continuous flow of fortune!"

"Besides, he's your childhood sweetheart, and you've been betrothed since you were little. What kind of insult is this?"

"Childhood sweethearts? Engagement?" Luo laughed again, as if she had heard the biggest joke in the world. "That's not me! That's not me at all!"

A memory that didn't belong to her flashed through her mind—the life of a celestial woman who had a childhood sweetheart, a preordained marriage, and a noble status and position.

But that wasn't her, Luo; that was the original owner of this body.

"If you hadn't forcibly stripped my soul and transported me into this girl's body, how could she have lost her lover? How could she have ended up with her soul scattered!" Luo's voice was filled with overwhelming rage, each word seemingly squeezed out from between his teeth.

She still remembered the moment she transmigrated; the original owner's soul was dissipating, her eyes filled with longing and resentment for her lover. And she, an ordinary person on Earth suffering from cancer and on the verge of death, was forcibly stuffed into this body by Xue Ji, replacing the original owner's existence.

She took over the original owner's identity, her divine power, and also bore the original owner's marriage contract and fate.

And the one who started all of this is none other than Yuki-hime right before our eyes!

Yukihime's face darkened, and her tone turned cold: "She's dead! Utterly dead!"

"If I hadn't brought you here, you would have died too! In your original world, you already had what's called cancer and wouldn't have survived!"

Yukihime's voice carried a hint of barely perceptible weariness, as if she had long been tired of this argument: "I gave you a second chance at life, I gave you everything that others could only dream of, you should know how to be grateful, you should stay here and work for me!"

cancer.

These two words were like a bucket of cold water, instantly extinguishing the anger in Luo's heart.

Her eyes gradually dimmed, and memories of Earth's past flashed through her mind—a cramped rented room, the pungent smell of disinfectant, the doctor's regretful shake of the head, and the despair in her parents' eyes.

Yes, she should have died anyway.

It was Yukihime who gave her the chance to be reborn, granting her a long lifespan and powerful divine abilities.

But this rebirth comes at the cost of losing freedom, enduring humiliation, and taking over someone else's life.

What is the meaning of such a rebirth?

Luo fell silent, slowly closing her eyes. Her long eyelashes cast a shadow beneath her eyelids, concealing all the emotions in her eyes: despair, hatred, resentment, and deep concern for her daughter.

She didn't look at Yukihime again, as if the mad goddess in front of her was just an insignificant wisp of air.

Further discussion is pointless.

Yukihime's obsession and madness had long been ingrained in her bones, and no matter how she tried to explain or resist, she could not change her fate of being imprisoned.

But a faint glimmer of hope ignited in her heart.

My daughter is still alive; her soul has been resurrected.

As long as their daughter is still alive, as long as she can grow up safely and have enough strength, perhaps they will reunite one day, perhaps she will have a chance to escape this cage.

Seeing Luo close his eyes and ignore her, Xueji's anger flared up instantly. She raised her hand and slapped Luo hard across the face.

"Snapped!"

The crisp sound of a slap echoed in the silent cell. A clear five-finger mark instantly appeared on Luo's cheek, and blood once again spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Kolo kept her eyes closed and didn't move an inch, as if the slap had hit someone else.

"You think you can defy me by remaining silent?" Xue Ji's eyes were ferocious, her tone icy and chilling. "Luo, let me tell you, it's impossible!"

"Your daughter has recovered, and her bloodline will grow stronger and stronger. Once she has grown to a sufficient age, I will bring her here so that you and your daughter can be reunited."

"At that time, you and your daughter will become nourishment for my Heavenly Realm, and you will never be able to escape!"

Luo's heart clenched, her fingernails digging deep into her palms, but she was completely unaware that her palms were being cut and bleeding.

She couldn't let Yukihime hurt her daughter! Absolutely not!

But she is currently imprisoned and cannot even protect herself, so what can she do to protect her daughter?

An overwhelming sense of powerlessness surged through her, almost threatening to engulf her completely.

Looking at Luo's tightly closed eyes and slightly trembling body, Xueji knew that her words had worked. A cruel smile appeared on her lips as she turned and slowly walked towards the door.

"I'll give you time to think it over. Once you've figured it out, you'll behave and listen to me."

"Don't even think about rebelling against me, and don't even think about relying on your daughter. In front of me, you two are nothing."

As soon as she finished speaking, Xue Ji's figure disappeared through the doorway, and the heavy black iron door was closed again, cutting off all the light and plunging the cell back into endless darkness and cold.

Luo slowly opened her eyes, her eyes now devoid of tears, only filled with a cold resolve and determination.

She looked up at the top of the cell, as if she could see through the thick walls and see her daughter in the distance.

"Jon Snow, my child."

"You must live well, you must become strong."

"Your mother will wait for you here, and will protect you no matter the cost."

She slowly rotated the last remaining wisp of holy light within her body, carefully avoiding the corrosive influence of the chains, and condensed this wisp of holy light into a subtle soul fluctuation, which she quietly transmitted towards her daughter's direction.

In this ripple of emotion, there were no words, only deep maternal love and concern, and a silent entrustment—to live on.

After doing all this, Luo's breathing became even weaker, and she closed her eyes again, falling into a semi-conscious state.

But in her heart, there was no longer despair.

Her daughter was her hope for survival and her courage to fight against Yukihime.

Meanwhile, at the western outpost of Hammer's main city.

Sabella leaned against the cold wall, her shoulder wound still bleeding. The Holy Light Barrier had long since dimmed, barely holding off the onslaught of monsters from the outside world.

Her consciousness gradually blurred, and her physical strength and holy light were exhausted. Just when she was about to give up, a very faint soul fluctuation suddenly entered her mind.

This gentle, familiar ripple, carrying a deep sense of longing and entrustment, instantly brought to mind countless blurry fragments—a warm embrace, tender whispers, and a blurry white figure.

"Mother..." Sabella murmured, tears welling in her eyes, her body trembling slightly.

She didn't know where this fluctuation came from, but she could clearly feel that it was her mother's aura, the bond she had pursued through countless reincarnations.

"Mother is still alive!" A dazzling light instantly burst forth in Sabella's eyes, and the previously dim holy light regained a bit of vitality.

She gripped the broken holy sword tightly in her hand, her eyes becoming incredibly determined.

She can't die!

She wanted to live, to become stronger, to find her mother, and to save her mother from suffering!

The roars of the monsters outside grew closer, and the barrier of holy light was about to shatter, but Sabella felt no fear whatsoever.

Her mother's bond gave her endless strength.

Inside the city lord's mansion, Yue Gui stood by the window with his hands behind his back, gazing at the burning main city outside, the divine spear on his back trembling slightly.

He could clearly sense that within the core of the divine spear, Wei Yu's remnant soul suddenly became restless, as if it had detected some abnormal soul fluctuation.

"Oh? This is..." Yue Gui raised an eyebrow slightly, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes, "A soul fluctuation from the Celestial Realm?"

He could sense that this fluctuation was gentle and holy, yet it also carried a hint of suppressed despair. It clearly came from the celestial realm and was most likely related to the goddess's faction.

"Could it be that something's wrong among the goddesses?" Yue Gui muttered to himself, his eyes gradually becoming deep.

He had previously felt that the goddess faction was not a monolithic entity, and that there seemed to be some kind of conflict between Yukihime and the other goddesses.

This unusual fluctuation of soul energy further confirms his suspicions.

"Whatever the situation, it's a good thing for me." Yue Gui's lips curled into a cold smile.

With the goddess's camp in turmoil, he can take advantage of the chaos to not only uncover Karen's identity but also further investigate the goddess's conspiracy and possibly even find clues to returning home.

"Is there still no news from Karen regarding the matter of lust?" Yue Gui turned his head and asked the void behind him.

As soon as he finished speaking, the figure of lust emerged from the shadows, bowed, and said, "Your Majesty, Karen is being protected by Lia and Doron and is hiding in a secret cellar in the main city. Our army is searching for her with all its might and will soon find her."

"As soon as possible," Yue Gui said coldly. "I want Karen alive. I have many questions to ask him."

"Yes! Your subordinate will immediately intensify the search efforts!" Eros bowed and replied, disappearing back into the shadows.

Yue Gui turned to look out the window again, his eyes sharp as knives.

The anomalies in the heavens, Karen's identity, Yuki's conspiracy, and the road home.

Countless clues intertwined in his mind.

He knew that an even bigger storm was coming.

This storm is not only about the life and death of Hammer City, but also about the格局 (geju, overall situation/structure) of all the heavens and myriad worlds, and about the journey home for all Earth transmigrators.

He must be prepared for the storm to come.

Inside the cell, Luo's breathing gradually calmed down, but her body, nailed to the wall, remained like a sculpture, maintaining its unyielding posture.

She was waiting, waiting for her daughter to grow up, waiting for an opportunity to fight back.

At the western stronghold, Sabella rekindled the remaining holy light, gripped the broken holy sword, and prepared for the impending final battle.

In the city lord's mansion, Yue Gui gripped the divine spear on his back, his eyes resolute, taking step by step toward his goal of uncovering the truth and finding his way home.

The ties between the celestial realm and the mortal world, the conspiracy between the goddess and the transmigrator, and the fateful reunion of the mother and daughter are about to unfold in the most intense part of this storm that will sweep across all the heavens and myriad realms.

No one knows what the final outcome will be.

But one thing is certain: from the moment Luo sensed the fluctuations in his daughter's soul, the cage that Xue Ji had carefully woven had already developed its first crack.

This rift will eventually grow larger and larger, until it collapses completely, tearing apart all the conspiracies and imprisonment.

As night deepened, the fires in Hammer's capital city still burned brightly.

The battle between light and darkness has only just begun.