Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

"Everyone wants to conquer the world. Since there is already a martial ruler, why is there a need for a heavenly ruler?"

"this?"

Qing Haichao was taken aback.

Chi Zixin clapped his hands and exclaimed, "That's right! A monster hiding in a coffin wants to rule the world! Martial Lord, beat him!"

"It is our duty to vanquish the demon. Does Lord Wu have any further action plans?"

"Not at the moment. What are your thoughts, sir?"

"Coral and I just had a great battle with him, and the details are as follows..."

Upon hearing that Hao Tianqiong had been stabbed by the Blood Ridge, Luo Hou was not surprised. Instead, he said, "Hao Tianqiong's body is special. The Annihilation Divine Art can turn his body into fine sand. The small hole left on the coffin may allow him to break out of it."

"Is that so? Haven't we made a mess of things?"

Ji Shanhu apologized, "This is a divine artifact left by my late father, specially crafted to kill Hao Tianqiong. Perhaps I made a mistake in the method."

Luo Hou asked knowingly, "Your late father?"

"My late father was the sect leader of Yi Sect, Jiji Zhongliu, and one of the five people who sealed the name Tianqiong back then."

Seeing the look of adoration on Ji Shanhu's face when she spoke of her late father, Luo Hou knew that some things could not be said directly.

This family—the eldest brother, daughter, and son-in-law—are all outstanding individuals, yet they unfortunately encounter a perverted master, father, and father-in-law.

The three were subsequently killed.

In particular, Qing Haichao, in order to prevent Ji Shanhu from knowing the truth, sacrificed himself alone in Tiandihe and Guizhishenjue.

This scene was far too tragic for Luo Hou, who was in the midst of a sweet love affair.

After Luo Hou finished asking about striking the oar in the middle of the river, he fell into a long silence, which puzzled everyone.

"Wujun?"

Luo Hou had made up his mind. He turned to Lady Xi and asked, "I have a territory in the Four Realms, which is currently guarded by Huang Quan. However, I promised him that I would find someone to return in his place. I wonder if you would be willing to guard the Four Realms for me and establish our kingdom there?"

Whether in terms of management skills or interpersonal skills, Lady Xi was far superior to Huang Quan.

Moreover, Huang Quan longs to return to the Bitter Realm, and Luo Hou is very worried that he will sneak back.

Upon hearing Wu Jun's words, Lady Xi was first startled, then frowned and pondered.

She was no ordinary person; her entry into the martial arts world was part of her plan. Although her husband was gone, her son still needed her protection.

As early as when she cooperated with Tiandu to attack the Desert Forest, Lady Xi had already learned about the situation in the Four Realms. The story of Wu Jun leading the army of the Dead Kingdom to capture the Tower of Compassionate Light was also widely spread in the Bitter Realm.

The love of the parents is far-reaching.

Now that the city lord has passed away, Lue City can only remain in a remote corner. It would be better to guard the properties of the Four Realms for the Martial Lord, so that he can become the Martial Lord's true confidant and also a local lord under the jurisdiction of Tiandu.

Having understood the connection, Lady Xi happily said, "I have long wanted to witness the grandeur of the Four Realms. How could I dare not obey the orders of the Martial Lord?"

Luo Hou nodded: "Tian Du is short-handed right now. I would like to ask your brother and Fairy Ji to escort you for a while. After you reach the Tower of Compassion and hand over the business with Huang Quan, they will return to the Bitter Realm."

Chi Zixin immediately grabbed Qing Haichao and shook him: "Uncle, I've heard that the Four Realms are very different from the Bitter Realm. Why don't you come with us for a trip to relax?"

He then pulled at Coral: "Future aunt, you're coming too! Our whole family is going on a trip abroad!"

Two rosy clouds flew out from the coral's face.

The way Chi Zixin called her "Aunt" filled Qing Haichao's heart with sweetness. He waved his hand and immediately agreed: "Shanhu, let's go together."

"But Pianpian's injuries have just stabilized, and she should not travel long distances."

Chi Zixin immediately said, "Send it to Tiandu. Tiandu has a little fox and a little rabbit, which will keep Pianpian company."

"That depends on what the Martial Lord thinks."

Luo Hou lamented inwardly, feeling that the heavens were turning into a children's playground.

"can."

A wanderer of the martial world, ready to go at any moment.

First, they buried Guigu Zanglong in peace, then packed up the important gold, silver and valuables. Lady Xi then arranged many matters in Luecheng, and the group arrived in Tiandu.

Sure enough, Yan Pianpian started playing happily with the little rabbit and the little fox.

Luo Hou handed them four passes: "The Blood Dark Abyss on the opposite peak is the passage between the Bitter Realm and the Four Realms. If you choose the green entrance, you can directly reach the Tower of Compassionate Light."

Lady Xi looked at the palm-sized pass with great curiosity: "What is this?"

"This is a pass from the Bitter Realm to the Four Realms. It contains my inner energy. No one can pass through the Blood Dark Abyss without my personal authorization. If you force your way in, you will alert the guards at the exit of the Four Realms."

"So amazing!"

"Similarly, to return to the Bitter Realm from the Four Demon Realms, one needs a pass issued by Asura himself; otherwise, one cannot enter the Blood Dark Abyss."

“I understand. All interactions between the two realms are under your and Asura’s control.”

"what."

Half a month after conquering the Tower of Compassion, they researched and developed this thing, which is the culmination of the wisdom of Master Jidao and many sorcerers of the Tower of Compassion.

Aside from the poetic Heavenly City, the Bitter Realm, the Burning Buddha Prison, the Slaughtering Shattered Island, the Tower of Compassion, and the Kingdom of the Dead are truly accessible and safe.

Watching Lady Xi and Qing Haichao's family depart, Luo Hou thought to himself that he needed to find an opportunity to inform Asura that the family's pass back to the Bitter Realm should not be issued until Gui Zhishenjue was dead.

May all lovers in the world be united in marriage.

After dealing with his uncle's matter, Luo Hou went to the snowy half-peak of Xishan Mountain, where there were still two potential threats.

After Ren Yunzong rescued Luca, the two demon lords of the Dead Kingdom moved here and spent their days exchanging magical skills with Ling Ziling, both Eastern and Western.

Ren Yunzong was quite surprised to see Wu Jun arrive.

Luo Hou explained his purpose: "The Bitter Realm is not safe now. I need to send the two Venerables back to the Land of Death."

Luca and Bendi were having a great time and refused to go back: "No way, there are no bento boxes in the Dead Country."

"Yes, there is real Japanese-style steak. If you don't go back soon, the King of Hell will eat you all."

"really?"

Luca started drooling.

Ren Yunzong smiled and said, "Martial Lord's words are naturally credible. Go back quickly."

After persuading the two Venerable Ones, Ling Ziling refused: "They're gone, and there's no one to play with me!"

Helpless, Luo Hou could only say, "Yan Pianpian is in Tiandu, along with a rabbit spirit and a fox spirit. Do you want to go and play with them?"

"Okay."

Ling Ziling has also taken care of it.

Ren Yunzong was very reluctant to part with you: "Ling Ziling, I will send you to Tiandu."

Bringing Ah Zhen along, this deal wasn't a complete loss after all.

Luo Hou sent them back to Tiandu, then grabbed a dwarf in each hand and threw him into the gate of Tianzang Mountain.

He sent a message to Shao Hao: "Keep a close eye on the people of the Dead Kingdom during this period, and do not let any of them out."

"Godfather, what happened?"

“A madwoman wanted to resurrect her son and set her sights on the Kingdom of the Dead.”

“I understand. Godfather, please take care of yourself.”

"Yes, after a few more days, your godfather will bring you back for a short stay."

Shao Hao's delighted voice came from the other side of the Sky Burial Mountain: "That's wonderful!"

Whether Luca and Bendi got to eat Japanese-style steak was not something Luo Hou cared about.

In order to revive the Black-Clad Demon Queen, she set her sights on the magic of the Dead Kingdom and the King Tree of the Shattered Island, but both of these were Luo Hou's Achilles' heel.

Anyone who touches it will die.

At this moment, Wuyi Shiyin was visiting the Ghost Pool of the Underworld.

The Demon Queen explained in detail the current situation of the man in black, who spends most of his time in a deep sleep and urgently needs a true method to restore his vitality.

Master Yin pondered for a moment and said, "I come from the Four Realms of Demons and know a secret method that can completely revive your son."

The Demon Queen was overjoyed: "If Master Yin can cure my son, you will be the strategist of the Evil Lord's Path, and the power of the Evil Lord's Path will be at your disposal!"

Shi Yin smiled slightly: "The four realms of slaughter and shattered islands are nurtured by trees. Each island has a king tree, among which the Jade Locust Tree, which gave birth to the king lineage of the shattered islands, has the most abundant energy."

"To conceive through a tree?"

"Indeed, as long as the energy of the person born from the Wang tree is transferred into your son's body, your son will be no different from an ordinary person."

After years of searching, the Empress finally received this information, and she was filled with mixed feelings of joy and sorrow.

How does one enter the Four Realms of Suffering?

"Hehe, the Demon Queen must have heard about Luo Hou's conquest of the Four Realms. Your son's life is now entirely in the hands of the Martial Lord."

Chapter 140 The New Life of an Artistic Youth in Hardship

The last snow of winter turned into spring rain.

It was drizzling, carrying a chilly feeling.

Those who cultivate are not afraid of temperature. If they shut down their senses, they are not affected by any season or weather. However, Ti Wushang deliberately sealed his true essence and used an ordinary person's body to experience the bone-chilling rain.

He walked in a funeral procession.

The scattered yellow papers were quickly soaked by the rain, fell to the ground, and were trampled into the mud by countless feet.

In addition to the coffin bearers, the funeral procession also included a band of musicians playing various oddly shaped instruments, producing cheerful tunes.

This left Ti Wushang bewildered. A solemn farewell ceremony should be sorrowful, so why was the music so cheerful?

He followed the funeral procession for a long time until the black coffin was buried in the ground and sealed with yellow earth.

The relatives wept bitterly at the grave, and then everyone left.

It's all just dirt and dirt.

It was still raining.