Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

"rush!"

Asura waved his arm, and the army of the Dead surged forward. The warriors of the Tower of Compassion, having lost their commander, immediately scattered and fled in all directions.

Seeing that Master Yin was dead and the situation was hopeless, the practitioners in Xiushilin and Pinshilin also fled amidst the chaos of the army.

Xiao Jiandun picked up the heavily injured Chiyan Chilin and bid farewell to Luo Hou: "Martial Lord, I want to send my second brother back to Poetic Heaven City."

"Yes, when you see the Dragon Emperor or your elder brother, convey my message of peace. Tell them that I will be waiting at the Tower of Compassion."

"I understand."

Laughing Sword swiftly rushed towards the Tower of Compassionate Light.

The blazing crimson scale in his arms forced himself to ask, "Azure-eyed Silver Rong, what is my relationship with this Rahu in the Bitter Realm?"

Didn't your older brother tell you?

He only said they were comrades-in-arms.

"They are indeed comrades who fought side by side."

"Then who am I in the Bitter Realm?"

"This... is the chairman of the Bitter Realm, a respected pillar of the righteous path."

"so."

A slight smile appeared on the face of the Crimson Blaze.

The battle on Nanxing Plain was still ongoing, but it had entered its final stage. Apart from a few who escaped, most of the warriors of the Tower of Compassion chose to kneel and surrender.

Ashura asked Rahu, "What's the next plan?"

"You must keep the army of the Dead Kingdom in check. The Tower of Compassion will be our backyard, and no one will be allowed to destroy it."

"Ah."

"I still have to see someone."

"Who?"

"Kill the Realm Lord."

"King of the Tower of Compassion, what are your plans for him?"

"Tell him to die."

The capital city of the Tower of Compassion is adorned with flowers and covered in lush green grass.

In this city filled with sunshine, flowers, and fragrance, there is an extremely luxurious and secluded garden.

The Lord of the Mi Realm has been hiding in this garden for five hundred years, and all state affairs are handled by Master Wuyi.

If it weren't for the fact that he would appear in the form of a ball of light during the annual ceremonies and festivals, the ministers and people of the Tower of Compassionate Light would all think he was dead.

In fact, the Lord of the Mi Realm should have died long ago.

Five hundred years ago, he secretly climbed the poetic heavenly city to meet someone, but was discovered by the Dragon Emperor.

He exchanged blows with the Dragon Emperor, and his life force was drained by the Dragon Emperor. After escaping back to the Tower of Compassionate Light, he replaced his life force with the divine source he had painstakingly cultivated.

Despite this, the Lord of the Realm could not control the aging of his body.

Until one day, he discovered that the Four Heavenly Sources could alleviate the Dragon Emperor's palm strike, so he intercepted the Heavenly Sources that should have flowed to the Slaughtering Shattered Island and the Fire House Buddhist Prison.

Chapter 124 The Choice of the Poetic Heavenly City

Luo Hou entered the capital city of the Tower of Compassion and then entered this luxurious garden called "Hall of No Thoughts".

"Lord of the Mi Realm, please show yourself."

Suddenly, an old yet robust figure arrived, accompanied by an ambitious poetic chant:

"A single ray of light illuminates the eternal snows of the Western Ridge; a single tower bridges the boundary, anchoring ships from all corners of the world."

The Lord of the Mi Realm, who had disappeared for five hundred years, has finally reappeared.

Above her snow-white long hair was a golden crown that seemed to spread its wings as if about to take flight, and beneath her thick, heavy eyebrows were a pair of sharp eyes like those of a hawk.

He wore a deep purple royal robe and held a dragon-headed ruyi scepter.

"You have invaded my territory without cause. Are you Rahu of the Bitter Realm or Asura of the Dead Kingdom?"

"Bitter Realm Rahu, no need for further idle talk, give me your summons."

The Lord of the Mi Realm waved his Ruyi Scepter, drawing an arc: "Luo Hou, the world is bustling, all for profit; the world is bustling, all for gain. State your purpose directly, and the Lord of the Mi Realm will do his best to satisfy you."

"The fate of the Four Realms today can be attributed to your own actions. The chief culprit should be executed. This is the purpose of Luo Hou's visit."

"Hahahaha, you people from the Bitter Realm, you're meddling too much!"

"please."

Luo Hou held one hand behind his back, raising only his palm, his inner energy surging forth with explosive force, capable of shattering mountains and shaking peaks.

"Humph!"

The Lord of the Realm roared in anger, his beard bristling, his purple robes trembling, his aged appearance transformed, and a surge of righteous energy burst forth.

"Flowing Clouds and Shadows, drink!"

With a single palm strike, countless rays of light appeared, along with layers of shadows and overwhelming killing intent.

"Erosion Palm!"

Luo Hou returned the blow with a palm strike. With the support of the ultimate essence, his unparalleled foundation shone brightly with holy light, and was further enhanced by strands of pure Buddhist power, surging like a tide, causing all things to scatter.

Bang!

When their palms met, the flowing light dissipated, the shadows vanished, leaving only boundless holy Buddha energy that annihilated everything around them.

The Lord of the Mi Realm, struck by this blow, slid backward, leaving two deep footprints in the garden.

"Luo Hou, as expected of the number one person in the Bitter Realm!"

The Lord of the Mi Realm wiped the crimson from the corner of his mouth, his eyes flashing.

With a single move, he had already probed the opponent's strength. Knowing this, Luo Hou's next move was a fatal blow.

The Lord of the Realm spoke again: "Luo Hou, the Four Heavenly Origins are under my control. If you don't want the millions of Compassionate Light Towers and the people of the Slaughtering Shattered Island to perish with you, you may try."

"is it?"

The Lord of the Realm waved the jade ruyi in his hand: "This is the switch. I will crush it now. Even if you have an unparalleled foundation, you will not live for more than a few hours."

"Several hours is enough for me to ascend to the Poetic Heavenly City or return to the Bitter Realm. Lord of the Realm, your threats are ineffective against me."

Even so, Luo Hou's heart sank. He hadn't expected that this old fox would carry the switch to the Four Heavenly Sources with him. He must have used magic to connect the jade ruyi in his hand to the Heavenly Sources.

Even if Luo Hou could lead Huang Quan and Ji Wu Wang back to the Bitter Realm, and even withdraw the army of the Dead Kingdom, the people of the Tower of Compassionate Light and the Shattered Island of Slaughter would not be spared, and the environment of the three realms below would also be destroyed.

After all that hard work, is it really worth it for nothing?

Seemingly sensing Luo Hou's hesitation, the Realm Master smiled again: "Now, may we sit down and have a cup of tea?"

"Not interested in."

In an instant, Luo Hou threw out both fists simultaneously, one aimed at the heart of the Mi Jie Master and the other at his wrist holding the Ruyi.

It was as fast as lightning, as swift as a shooting star.

Click!

"Uh~"

With a loud crack of a wrist breaking and a heart-wrenching scream, the Mi Realm Master was sent flying several feet away, and Ruyi also flew into the air.

Luo Hou stood up and snatched the Ruyi into his hand.

Then he said coldly, "Luo Hou is never threatened by anyone."

"Hateful!"

Losing his support, the Lord of the Mi Realm flew into a rage. A black dragon suddenly emerged from his purple robe, its massive body coiling around him and tightly protecting him.

Then, the dragon roared and spewed out an extremely violent burst of demonic flame.

At the same time, the Lord of the Realm, who controlled the creation of heaven and earth, unleashed an unprecedented attack with overwhelming power:

"Eternal Compassionate Light, Unification of the Four Realms, Dragon-Riding Divine Strike!"

With the Lord of the Realm's all-out attack, dragon energy merged in, and boundless palm power carried extreme yang fire, seemingly capable of destroying the universe and incinerating all things.

Although he didn't know why the Lord of the Realm had a black dragon protecting him and could combine dragon energy into his moves, Luo Hou had no time to think about it and Ji Du unleashed a powerful strike.

"Triple Extreme Return to Origin Slash!"

In an instant, gold, silver, and black aurora burst forth, as brilliant as a lotus flower, illuminating thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.

The three colors spun continuously, yet merged with each other, unleashing earth-shattering power, unparalleled holy energy, and world-destroying demonic power, heading towards the Lord of the Realm.

Strong against strong, force against force, extreme against extreme.

Whether you're a demon or a dragon, I'll slay you with a single strike.

Boom!

The one who is outmatched is defeated. The black dragon's scales shattered into pieces, its head broke off, and it let out a mournful hiss. It circled twice reluctantly before dissipating in defeat.

"Ah~ah!"

The Lord of the Realm stretched out his hands as if to grab something, but his hands were empty.

Then, the once strong body seemed to have all its vitality drained away, turning into an old and emaciated form.

Stolen lives must eventually be returned to heaven and earth.

Luo Hou paused, and the withered body instantly turned to ash, becoming a pile of swirling dust.

A moment later, Ashura walked in: "Is it over?"

Luo Hou handed him the jade ruyi: "This is of great importance. I'm entrusting it to you to study."

"What about you?"

"Climb to a high building and enjoy the view."