Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

The Demon Prince stood atop the pterosaur, holding a giant sword, facing it from afar.

Luo Hou looked up at him.

After waiting for so long, this flower of evil is finally about to bloom in the heavens.

Chapter 112 Defeat!

Amidst the vast expanse of white snow, the demonic dragon rode the wind.

The giant sword, carrying a torrent of malevolent fire, seemed poised to shatter the earth.

White snow and red flames, captivating the soul.

From the moment Shao Hao told him, Luo Hou had been waiting for the arrival of the Demon Prince, and for this reason, he did not leave Tiandu for several days.

Luo Hou knew very well what kind of person the Demon Prince was—

A destroyer without direction;

A sufferer who ignores pain;

A cynical person who believes in absolute nihilism and manipulates human nature;

A pure evildoer.

The Demon Prince Jumang merged his two swords into one and struck down at Luo Hou, at Tian Du, and at the entire Western Martial World.

finally come.

Sun-Eroding Palm!

Luo Hou stirred up the waters of the Western Sea, creating a massive surge, to meet the blazing flames of the demonic sword.

In an instant, the water froze into ice in the air, freezing the sword energy and evil fire into red glass.

Ice and fire intertwine to create a brilliant radiance that illuminates thousands of miles.

The violent palm energy continued its momentum, heading straight for the demonic dragon.

Chi Jing deftly raised his body, flying a hundred feet to dodge the fierce palm strike.

"Luo Hou, a perfect opponent."

The dragon once again swooped down, spewing flames that turned the sky into rolling crimson clouds.

"How dare you be so arrogant before me! Heaven-Shattering Star-Slaying Technique!"

Facing an enemy like the Demon Prince, Luo Hou wouldn't give him any chance, unleashing his ultimate move with no casting time.

Suddenly, Jidu burst forth from the sky, traversing heaven and earth, spanning the universe, and slaying the demonic dragon.

Unparalleled power, peerless sword, and unmatched moves.

Heaven and earth churned, mountains trembled, and time stood still.

All things bow their heads, even gods and ghosts bow their heads.

Even in the face of death, the Demon Prince remained calm. Jumang launched a fierce attack, a move that was an unparalleled sneak attack on Asura.

"Nine Refinements of Demonic Evil - God-Slaying Strike!"

Evil energy surged into the sky, bursting forth with sword light, and demonic flames rose once more.

The two, one in the sky and the other on the ground, separated by thousands of miles, clashed violently.

"what!"

With a soft cry from the Demon Prince, Jumang was no match for Jidu; the sword light extinguished inch by inch, and the blade energy arrived with a deadly strike.

This move is unavoidable.

Death is inevitable.

Without a moment's hesitation, Crimson Eyes charged forward fearlessly, crashing into the blade energy with the massive body of a demonic dragon.

"Roar~ Roar~ Roar!"

The blade energy entered the body, cleaving the demonic dragon in two. Blood mist exploded into the sky, accompanied by mournful howls.

The demonic dragon exploded and died, revealing itself as Crimson Eyes.

"Red eyes!"

"Prince, run!"

With his last bit of true energy, Chi Jing pushed away the Demon Prince who reached out to pull him, and then fell into the Western Sea like a shooting star.

Instantly, the lake water was stained with blood, and waves of red rose up.

The Demon Prince soared into the sky, rapidly heading towards the horizon, and vanished from Rahu's sight in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, the people of Tiandu ran out and looked towards the horizon.

The vast expanse of white snow has erased all traces of the great battle that just took place. Apart from the slightly turbulent Western Sea, there is no indication that an epic battle has just taken place.

Nanfeng Bujing snorted coldly: "Martial Lord, this person is not as terrifying as you say. He was defeated in one move."

Crow Soul also thought it made sense: "These days, the Martial Lord has not allowed us to leave Tiandu, saying that he was avoiding this person, but now it seems that's all he said."

Tian Dao Xiao Jian Dun retorted, "You haven't seen the anomaly of the Fire Prison and Buddha Prison. He slaughtered his way from the Fire Prison and Buddha Prison all the way to the Tower of Compassion."

Nanfeng was still unconvinced: "Let me deal with him next time!"

Luo Hou ignored the crowd's discussions. He stared at the lake, a sense of foreboding creeping into his heart.

He threw the Shadow God Blade into the Western Sea. Could it have merged with the demonic dragon that Crimson Eyes had transformed into? After all, Xie Tian Yu Wu's true form was also a monster like a demonic dragon.

"I want to go down to the Western Sea to explore."

Although Xiao Jiandun was surprised, he was very considerate: "Martial Lord, in this weather, why don't you let me go down in my dragon form?"

The dragon enters the water, unafraid of the water or the cold.

"I can only feel at ease if I go myself."

Before anyone could object, Luo Hou leaped into the lake, circulated his true energy, and slowly descended.

The West Sea is the largest inland lake in the Western Martial World, spanning thousands of miles in circumference and unfathomably deep. Moreover, it surrounds the Heavenly Capital, forming a natural barrier.

After an unknown amount of time, Luo Hou sank to the bottom of the lake.

The lakebed is covered with skeletons, all belonging to the 100,000 people who voluntarily sacrificed their lives back then.

Amidst the dense mass of corpses, lay a young man in white, the blade having nearly cleaved him in two at the waist, with only a hand's width of flesh still connecting the two halves.

After being soaked in the lake water, the blood could no longer flow, and the skin and flesh were swollen and white. From an anatomical point of view, it was already a corpse.

Luo Hou looked around again and sure enough, the Shadow God Blade lay not far away, buried among layers of dry bones, with only the tip of the blade sticking out.

There appears to be no sign of merging between the two.

Perhaps the evil power of Xie Tianyu has been completely devoured by these resentful corpses.

Luo Hou pondered for a moment, then carried out the corpse of Chi Jing and returned to the shore.

"Martial Lord, what is this?"

"Let's find a place to bury the Demon Prince's alternate body."

“Let us do it.”

Hu Shuo Ba Dao and Huo Mao San Zhang took over the matter.

Soon, one person carried a shovel and the other carried the corpse on their back. They went to a place where the people of Tiandu could not see them, dug a pit, and buried the body.

"Wu Jun is truly soft-hearted; he even buried the enemy after killing him."

"Old bug, this is called a benevolent ruler."

"If you ask me, if we put it in our furnace and burn it, we might be able to forge an unparalleled divine weapon."

"Why didn't you say something sooner? Now it's all buried."

The two brothers grumbled as they finished cleaning up, then carried their shovels back home.

The snow fell heavier and heavier, soon obliterating the small grave.

Ningyuan fled from Tiandu in a sorry state. Although most of the sword energy was blocked by Chijing, some residual energy still entered his body, causing severe pain.

However, these pains are nothing compared to the pain of cultivating the Moth-Void Evil Flame.

Ningyuan, on the contrary, enjoyed the pain brought by the sword energy, which made him feel that he was still alive.

"Red Eyes, why did you save me?"

In the Burning Buddha Hell, the main body and the secondary body are in a relationship of mutual surveillance and competition. After the main body dies, the secondary body can take its place.

Red Eyes' title is "Observer," meaning he observes this anomaly. If he harms the interests of the Buddhist Prison, Red Eyes can take action to punish him.

Why did you save me?

As Ningyuan wandered aimlessly through the snow, he regretted his miscalculation in the previous battle. He was not prepared, the Moth Sky Evil Flame had not been unleashed, and the strongest move he had combined with Chi Jing, "Moth Dragon Heavenly Tribulation," had not been used.

Who would have thought that the mighty Heavenly Capital Martial Lord would unleash a deadly attack right from the start?

There is no martial virtue.

Just then, Jialing rushed over: "Your Majesty, I've finally found you."

“Jialing, your chance has come. Chijing is dead, and I am wounded. Come and kill me.”

Jialing was shocked: "Your Majesty, what are you saying?"

“I said, if you kill me, you can marry my little sister.”

"My king, I am your protector, how can you do this!"

Ning Yuan's lips curled into a faint sneer: "Jialing, you still refuse to face your true desires. Or perhaps, your long-standing fear of me has robbed you of the confidence to kill me."

“My king, I have found a remote village with few people. Why don’t we bring the princess back and rebuild our home?”

Rebuild our homes?

No, that's too hard and too boring.