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When I look back, it all seems like a dream.

When I look back, my heart stays the same.

Sixty-six years away from the human world, scraping and clawing through the harsh, lonely Real Realm for sixty-six years.

Now that I’m nearing home, my courage falters, and I desperately want to see those familiar faces.

Li Lingyue, Elder Brother, Third Sister, Da Chun, Zhen Pin, Li Chengqian, Hua Wuyan, Shen Yue, Li Liushui, Dongfang Shuo, Wang Mingbai, Azure Dragon, Vermilion Bird, Hong Luan…

But when the chaotic spatial turbulence around me finally calmed and the scene of the human world came into view, I stood frozen in place.

The earth was shattered, ravines plunged out of sight.

The sky hung inverted, massive rocks floated in the air, and dark clouds rose in pillar-like columns connecting heaven and earth.

Gale-force winds swept everything away, tornadoes ravaged the land, gusts howled and stripped the surface clean.

What happened? Did I go to the wrong place?

Right now you look like a living person, but you’re actually just a projection sent from the Real Realm.

You can’t directly touch Void Realm matter, but your cultivation, abilities, and divine arts are all usable.

You only need to be careful not to exceed what the Void Realm can sustain, otherwise the surrounding space will collapse.

The moment you return to the Void Realm, your divine sense and ability to fly return as well.

And because you have reached the Core Formation realm, your divine sense is terrifyingly strong—when released it covers the entire continent!

From the traces of ruined cities and the terrain, you can confirm this is the human world!

Why did it become like this? It looks like an imbalance in the Five Elements—could the Five Element Root Vessels have failed? Da Chun!

The Five Element Root Vessels are what cultivators in the human world call Great Dao Immortal Artifacts.

You sense that this apocalyptic scene is likely the result of the Five Elements collapsing.

If that’s true, it means all the human world’s Five Element Root Vessels were destroyed!

If even one remained intact, things wouldn’t be this chaotic.

Reality.

Chen Yi could no longer sit still.

No matter how grave a crisis in the simulation, the real Chen Yi never felt any emotional fluctuation.

But this time was different.

Sixty-six years from now the human world would become this human purgatory?

This concerns people he cared about personally!

How could this be? None of the previous simulations produced this outcome—why this time?

Chen Yi thought quickly.

The biggest difference between the sixth simulation and the previous five was only one thing.

The Great Demon, the Sword Lord, Shen Yang, Li Wentian, and Chen Yi himself had gone to the Real Realm!

Is that the reason?

Unable to deduce further, Chen Yi could only watch on to see if his simulated self could uncover anything.

This matter had to be made clear.

If this calamity was inevitable—

Chen Yi could flee to the Real Realm, but those he cared about might not survive.

You have a doppelganger, Chen Four, who remained in the human world.

When you were in the Real Realm, the world blocked your connection to him; you couldn’t recall him.

Now that’s no longer a problem.

But after one attempt you retrieved nothing.

Is he dead?

If he’s dead, you should be able to recreate a Chen Four.

But you can’t do that either.

Only one possibility remains.

He has been sealed.

There are some survivors; go ask about the situation.

You move your foot, using the Divine Art Quantum Ghost Step; your figure flickers like a ghost, and in the blink of an eye you’re a thousand miles away.

When Real Realm techniques are used in the Void Realm, their effects increase by more than one tier.

Because your power exceeded what the Void Realm could hold, the space behind you collapsed into a trailing wake as you passed.

It’s not that you don’t care about your homeland.

But with the human world in this condition, pity doesn’t help—you need to act quickly, especially since your time in the Void Realm is limited.

You first arrive at Divine Arms County.

Some people of the Divine Arms Pavilion still survive, but Divine Arms City itself is unrecognizable, more than half buried under scorching volcanic lava.

Some Divine Arms Pavilion disciples and local survivors live in a basin hundreds of miles from the ruined city site.

This basin is relatively safer; apart from occasional tornadoes and local heavy rains, there are no major natural disasters.

They rebuilt a small village and live self-sufficiently, but their lives are wretched.

Pavilion Master Zhuge Zhujin of the Divine Arms Pavilion is still alive.

There doesn’t seem to be much left of his status as pavilion master; he works the fields because without labor he has nothing to eat.

The wind is coming! Reinforce the roofs! Put more heavy objects on them!

Someone runs down from a height, shouting.

Hearing that, many people hurriedly drop what they’re doing and rush home to protect their houses.

Some, however, collapse into helplessness, sitting with bitter faces.

Reinforcing does no good—those winds could lift mountains. Whether we live depends on fate. Struggling is useless.

Zhuge Zhujin gathers his disciples and, with the few resources they have, sets up a formation to block the gale.

The cultivators take out spirit artifacts, forming the first barrier in the path of the storm.

Zhuge Zhujin stands at the front, watching the enormous tornado roar in from afar, carrying rubble, houses, corpses, trees, and every kind of debris, and shouts to the people behind him.

Fellow villagers! Run! We’ll hold them off for a while!

The villagers don’t leave. They raise pot lids, hoes, and door planks and stand with them.

Master Zhuge! Where could we possibly go?

The land is collapsing everywhere. This is the only bit of good ground we can reach.

If the wind destroys this spot too, we’ll have nowhere to live!

How could Zhuge Zhujin not understand?

Cultivators have means to cross lava and ravines, but ordinary people are limited when faced with such cataclysms.

He can only sigh and prepare to fight to the death.

Rumble!!

The tornado approaches.

That earth-shaking, terrifying air wave makes it impossible to stand; the ground trembles violently.

Debris riding the wind begins to fall like rain.

The cultivators try to clear it, but many objects still strike the villagers’ heads.

Even the peripheral aftereffects of the wind smash this hard-earned little village to pieces.

When the tornado reaches them fully, the protective formation built by the Divine Arms Pavilion cannot withstand it; it is uprooted and destroyed.

Watching the pitch-dark gale charge through like a man-eating demon, Zhuge Zhujin screams in fury.

Is heaven intent on destroying our human world?!

Suddenly, a beam of golden light descends from the sky.

Boom!!

A colossal golden figure falls to earth.

Forty meters tall, it lands with earth-shattering force, dust spraying into the sky!

Light Speed Fist!!!

He unleashes a punch; the fist, several meters thick, emits blinding white radiance. The space around the light column collapses, and the terrifying tornado is instantly swallowed by spatial turbulence.

The golden radiance comes from the banner he holds in his hand.

He is you!

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