Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

"So your respect for the king is not as great as your dignity. Jialing, you have disappointed me."

Jialing clenched his fists: "I..."

There is no true loyalty in the world. Loyalty is a deceptive game; those who are loyal gain dignity and empty fame. Those who are loyal to gain control and benefits, and that's all.

“I follow the former king because he is worthy of following; he was willing to sacrifice everything for the benefit of the Buddhist prison, including himself.”

"Before we talk about these things, prove that you can put aside your soldier's dignity."

Jialing swung his gun at the villagers: "Hah!"

Ningyuan stopped him again: "Your hesitation caused you to miss the opportunity. Attempting to harm the old and weak shows you have no dignity as a warrior. Hesitating to act shows you have no loyalty to the king. Guardian, you are truly a person without principles."

"you!"

"I'll do it."

The villagers of the Niyu tribe were bewildered and terrified upon hearing this: "What... what do you want to do?"

Ningyuan leaned on his arm, his lazy posture unchanged: "You have the spirit of selflessness, and I have the magnanimity to sacrifice others for myself. I will sacrifice you for me, you will make a heroic sacrifice, and I will avenge my father. We will both be fulfilled. Isn't this the best of both worlds?"

With that, he flicked his finger, and flames instantly filled the sky.

They quickly burned the quiet village to the ground, leaving nothing behind.

Hearing the agonizing cries from within the flames, Ningyuan rose and left: "Still boring."

"king?"

"Your wish will be granted. Go find Adoni."

Inside the Heartless Pavilion, Murong Qing stared intently at Jian Zhichu, waiting for him to finish the soup in his bowl.

“Chou Weiyang’s medical skills are amazing; the sword energy that struck you has completely dissipated.”

"I never imagined you had such a skilled doctor as your friend."

Murong Qing was unwilling to elaborate: "We've known each other since we were children, but we haven't seen each other for a long time."

Suddenly, Jian Zhichu frowned.

"how was it?"

"He's here again."

"Who?"

"The Demon Prince, a terrifying person."

Sure enough, the Demon Prince's voice echoed through the ruins: "At the beginning of the sword, I was looking for Murong Qing."

As Jian Zhichu emerged from the Heartless Pavilion, he said in a deep voice, "Demon Prince, I will bear the grudge between Murong Qing and the Fire Prison."

"Very well, our story has dragged on for too long. It's time to end it. Come on."

At the beginning of the sword strike, two fingers bent, and a terrifying sword aura condensed from the fingertips.

The Demon Prince Jumang twisted, and a torrent of demonic energy burst forth from the sword.

Sword against sword, and instantly, heaven and earth shattered, and the universe was turned upside down.

The force of the impact caused the Boqing Pavilion, despite its protective array, to shake violently, with surrounding rocks collapsing and trees being destroyed.

In a swift movement, Jian Zhichu unleashed another astonishing move: "Extreme Zen Sword - Sword Reflecting a Thousand Rivers and Moon, Hah!"

A sword, like the moon reflected in a thousand rivers, strikes straight at the Demon Prince.

The Demon Prince Jumang clasped his hands together, his sword stained with blood: "Demonic fire rages, ha!"

With a deafening roar, the heavens and earth shattered, mountains crumbled, sword light and flames clashed, and both were wounded.

"Uh~"

"Pfft~"

Suddenly, on a distant peak, a man drew his bow and shot out a swift arrow, causing the world to sink into a stagnant black vortex.

A single feather from the heavens defies the laws of time.

Sword Master and Demon Prince felt an immense pressure looming over them and immediately retreated to defend themselves.

"what!"

With a soft exclamation, the black vortex dissipated, revealing the Xuan Arrow, and the sword was already covered in blood.

"The Beginning of the Sword!"

Murong Qing was filled with grief and indignation, and ran out of the Heartless Pavilion.

Seeing this, the Demon Prince calmly planted Jumang in the ground.

Suddenly, flames erupted across the sky, and a giant moth emerged from the raging inferno, its wings outstretched, bringing with them an aura of destruction.

"Fire of the Moth in the Void, burn!"

A malevolent and agonizing demonic fire, accompanied by intense pain, was thrust into Murong Qing's body by the Demon Prince.

"Ah~"

"My Demon Prince, to fulfill the friendship between Jian Zhichu and Murong Qing, please die together."

Chapter 121 Massacre

The grand hall where last night's banquet was held has become a morgue today.

Those who drank merrily last night now glare at each other angrily.

"Luo Hou, I demand an explanation for the deaths of Han Yan Cui and Yuan Bie."

“King Jiwu, your men assassinated me, and I have not yet pursued the responsibility for the destruction of the island.”

"With their abilities, they can't hurt you at all."

"So, they died."

King Jiwu was furious. He had finally managed to persuade Elder Tuxi and the Grand Palace to make Han Yancui a high-ranking official in the court, but all of that was in vain in the blink of an eye.

Looking at Xiangling again, she was weeping bitterly, her tears already soaking the letter Han Yancui had left for her.

Tai Gong knelt beside Yuan Bie's corpse, tightly gripping those cold hands, her whole body trembling uncontrollably.

The atmosphere in the main hall was somber and heavy.

Just as King Jiwu was filled with grief and indignation, Luo Hou said again, "I ask Suidao to give me an explanation for the assassination."

"The person is already dead, what more explanation do you want!"

Luo Hou threw a glass bottle over, which rolled to the feet of Tai Gong: "This is evidence of the collusion between Shattered Island and the Tower of Compassion. I need to know who is the mastermind behind this."

King Jiwu did not recognize the item. He picked it up and asked, "What is this?"

"The Yuansha Marrow, unique to Wuyi Shiyin, can transmit sound over long distances."

"Wuyi Shiyin? Taigong, Yuanbie!"

King Jiwu knew that Rahu would not lie, and looked at the Grand Palace in disbelief.

Xuanjue stood up and said coldly, "Your Majesty, do you trust outsiders but not the old ministers who have served you for many years?"

Before King Jiwu could respond, Luo Hou declared forcefully, "Trust is not determined by the length of time we've known each other! I have been assassinated, and my whereabouts have been exposed. Broken Island must hand over the mastermind today, or else..."

"Otherwise what?"

"Otherwise, I will unleash a massacre today."

"fart!"

Enraged, Shi Daoguang jumped up, drew his wolf-blade, and violently slashed at Luo Hou.

Luo Hou had been waiting for this moment. Before Ji Wu Wang could dissuade him, he had already thrown his fist.

"You mustn't, Grand Chancellor!"

King Jiwu rushed to the rescue, but it was too late.

With a thunderous strike, a deep chasm instantly split open in the royal palace, leading directly to the street outside, causing the entire royal island to tremble violently.

Unable to withstand such force, Shi Daoguang slid down the ditch all the way to the outside of the palace, where he collapsed to the ground, his blood filling the ditch.

"Luo Hou, you've gone too far!"

King Ji Wu was furious, and a celestial halberd arrived swiftly.

Luo Hou neither dodged nor avoided the attack, and said in a deep voice, "King Ji Wu, if you still have the rationality of a king, you should suppress your anger."

"Haven't I shown you enough respect?"

“My whereabouts have been exposed, and I must now proceed to the Tower of Compassion. If you are unwilling to ally with the Kingdom of Death, I will not force you. Please allow me to pass.”

"What if I don't let go?"

Luo Hou lightly paused with his toes, and an earth-shattering force pressed down, instantly shattering the royal palace into pieces.

"I have said it before, today I will not hesitate to unleash a massacre."

King Jiwu slowly exhaled, trying to calm himself down.

With Luo Hou's abilities, destroying not only the royal palace before him, but also the entire royal island would not be difficult. Even if he tried his best, he could only inflict a few shallow wounds on him.

Of the three people he killed, aside from Han Yancui, it was a pity. Yuan Bie and Guang Zhu were killed relatively well, which saved him from having to do it himself.

Besides, by making way for the Kingdom of the Dead, they breached the Tower of Compassionate Light, which can be considered an indirect revenge for their fathers' deaths.

It would be beneficial and harmless to both myself and the Killing Island.

The trip to Tiandu had made King Jiwu understand that a king's dignity depends on his strength.

However, his strength is inferior to that of Luo Hou.

Let's gamble on Luo's character and hope he keeps his word.

After considering his options, King Jiwu put away the Heavenly Halberd.

"I will deploy a million-strong army at the Maha Barrier. I hope you can successfully capture the Tower of Compassion. Do not make me go to rescue you."

“I will have the people of the Tower of Compassion greet you, King Jiwu, with the highest honors.”