Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

Years later, he mastered the Illusion-Destroying Divine Skill and began to enjoy the thrill of killing.

When they met again, Hao Tianqiong remembered the disappointment in Yu Shenfeng's eyes: "Perhaps the people of the City of Sin are born with sin."

He was even more disappointed than he was; the fair fight he had expected had not materialized, and he had fallen into a carefully designed trap.

“My son, I will grant him a fair fight, for I am God.”

Just as Yu Shenfeng reappeared in the martial world, Ren Yunzong stepped onto the Dengdao Shore to complete his deal with the Demon Lord.

Due to the severe demonic influence, all the disciples who had ascended to the Dao Shore had moved to Tianxia Prefecture, leaving this place deserted.

Familiar place, different mood. Every little thing that came to mind for Ren Yunzong was the scene of learning martial arts from Master Tianyuan.

He once swore to protect his sect, but now he has to destroy it with his own hands.

Ren Yunzong took a long breath, suppressed all his emotions, and pointed a finger at his forehead. Instantly, the seal was broken, and a world-destroying demonic energy surged out.

"The evil flames of Chanti sever the cycle of reincarnation, destroy the Dao and slay the saints, summoning the demonic body."

With an arrogant poem, Ren Yunzong transformed into the young lord of the Demonic Sect, Duanmie Chanti, his white hair wild and unruly like a lion's, his face covered with golden evil patterns.

He walked to the secluded Mingjing Cave, raised both palms, and unleashed a burst of demonic energy. Then, with a single strike, immense demonic power pierced the earth for thousands of miles.

Boom.

The mysterious ice cave deep within the strata of Dengdao Shore was impacted by magical energy, revealing a domineering figure with a roar like thunder.

Immediately, a powerful torrent of fire erupted from the ground, shattering mountains and breaking rocks, turning an area of ​​hundreds of miles into scorched earth.

Amidst the raging flames, the villains of long ago reappear.

"Forbidding mountains and burning the sky to appease evil, driving dragons to create calamity is the root of all evil."

I personally witnessed this person break free from the seal, sever the shackles of the Chanti and transform into Ren Yunzong, displaying his supreme Taoist immortal aura.

"Duanmu Xianlong, cherish the freedom I have given you."

"Hmph, if you return to being the young lord of the Demon City, I'll have something to say to you. Otherwise, you'll have to bear the grudge of your long imprisonment."

Ren Yunzong waved his jade flute and said resolutely, "Perfect, I will release you here and kill you!"

Duanmu Xianlong walked past him: "You go to the back of the line first. You're not the first person I'm looking for."

"If you dare to attack anyone from the Dao Shore, I guarantee that what awaits you is not being frozen, but your soul being scattered."

"We will eventually have a battle, so why expose your weaknesses?"

Duanmu Xianlong transformed into a ball of light and vanished, leaving only embers scattered across the ground.

Just as Ren Yunzong was feeling down, Jiemie Xieluo appeared on the Dengdao Shore and took out an item.

"Young Lord, the Demon Lord sent me to deliver the Soul-Soothing Crystal, which can stabilize Jing Wuhuan's primordial spirit."

"What does this mean?"

"With this crystal soul, and the spirit-creating technique cultivated by Jing Wuhuan, as long as a suitable body is found, Jing Wuhuan will not be reborn."

"really!"

"How could the Demon Lord deceive the young lord?"

Ren Yunzong felt as if he were dreaming when his long-held hope came true, but he quickly came to his senses. The Demon Lord would not send the key item so easily.

What does he want from me now?

Without blinking, Ji Mie Xie Luo stared at Ren Yunzong: "Young Lord, the Holy War is about to resume. Are you really not going back to the Demon City?"

“I told him that I abhor such confrontation and war.”

"Then we have no choice but to use a trade: the Demon Lord will help Young Lord revive Jing Wuhuan, and Young Lord will participate in the Holy Demon War as a fighting force of Tianyan Demon City."

"I'm sorry to disappoint you."

Ren Yunzong stuffed the Soul-Slaying Crystal back into the hands of the Silent Demon Lord.

Ji Mie Xie Luo was puzzled: "Resurrecting Jing Wu Huan has been Young Master's long-cherished wish, why give up such an opportunity?"

"Because Jing Wuhuan would definitely not agree to me resurrecting her in this way."

Ren Yunzong had already made a mistake by releasing Duanmu Xianlong once, and he wouldn't allow himself to make the same mistake a second time.

Returning to Tiandu.

Ren Yunzong took out the Soul-Hiding Bottle and recounted what had happened to Jing Wuhuan's remnant soul.

"Wu Huan, I'm sorry, I didn't choose to resurrect you."

"Yun Zong, you really understand me. Actually, I'm quite content with this way of getting along."

"Wu Huan, I'm very afraid that the war between the Holy and the Demonic will escalate further."

"Then let's stay in Tiandu and not go out again."

Duanmu Xianlong, who had left Dengdao Shore, was running around frantically, searching for his lost Yin body.

He was originally a practitioner of both Yin and Yang cultivation. His Yin body was called Yu Jing Ao, an ancient calamity-causing emperor fish. He was killed by Qing Hai Chao and had the dragon tendon from his collarbone removed.

Because his Yin body was killed, Duanmu Xianlong's power was greatly reduced, which is why he was defeated by Jing Canglang in the duel. In order to save his life, he had to be frozen in the ground under Dengdao Shore.

Sensing the lingering aura of the Yin body, he first arrived at the Silver Bowl of Snow, but unfortunately, the place was already deserted.

The last breath lingered on the opposite peak.

Duanmu Xianlong jumped into the Blood Dark Abyss, when suddenly a loud explosion rang out, and a tremendous force pushed him out.

"Where is this place? Such immense power! But I refuse to believe this place can stop me, haha!"

With a deep shout, Duanmu Xianlong gathered his true energy, transformed into a fire dragon, and rushed swiftly into the Blood Dark Abyss.

Five colors, shimmering with an eerie light.

Storms raged from all sides, accompanied by terrifying turbulence.

With the foundation of a thousand years of arduous cultivation and the physique of an unparalleled calamity dragon, Duanmu Xianlong charged forward along the last trace of Yin energy.

Suddenly, a huge vortex of storm appeared in front of him, pulling him into it without warning.

"Ah~"

The turbulent wind blades instantly sliced ​​through the dragon's body, causing hot blood to gush out.

Seeing the situation was dire, Duanmu Xianlong mustered all his strength and roared repeatedly, "Zhu Wantao Water Style, drink!"

A burst of intense flames erupted with the force of the energy, jolting him out of the vortex and back to the ground.

"That was a dangerous place. Let's explore it again later."

Duanmu Xianlong had no choice but to leave the opposite peak. When he arrived halfway there, he suddenly saw a familiar figure.

"It's you!"

The man in front, dressed in blue robes and with white hair, was none other than his former nemesis, Jing Canglang.

Jing Canglang was invited by his friend Yideng Chan to go to a mysterious place called Yuesheng Mingluan, where he unexpectedly encountered his old rival.

"Duanmu Xianlong, who released you!"

"Prepare to die, Jing Canglang!"

Fueled by rage, hatred, and long-standing grudges, the two immediately began fighting in the wilderness without exchanging a word.

One is of the water element; when the sword is drawn, it is like a raging torrent, sweeping freely across rivers and oceans.

One is of the fire attribute, able to unleash endless fire, with raging flames that engulf the heavens.

"Eight Dances of Ink Traces, Forging, and the Flow of the River!"

The wind is high and the waves are rolling, the river is rushing, and the sword's aura shines in the distant sky.

Duanmu Xianlong snorted coldly, and flames burst forth from his palm, which was the Crimson Golden Locking Hand from the "Burning Technique".

Water and fire clashed, sword and palm struck, and the two immense forces exploded, shattering the wilderness and leaving the earth devastated.

Due to the injuries caused by the storm vortex, Duanmu Xianlong felt slightly weak when the two forces converged.

Similarly, Jing Canglang was shocked to find that his opponent's current foundation was 30% stronger than in the battle long ago.

The two men retreated after their initial attack and became wary of each other.

"Jing Canglang, the grudge of the seal, I will not let it go easily."

"Duanmu Xianlong, under Xi Mokunfeng, you will not have the same good fortune as before."

"Humph!"

Besides searching for the Yin body, Duanmu Xianlong had other things to do, so he restrained his movements and hurried away.

Jing Canglang inserted Ximo Kunfeng back into the water and continued on his journey.

One returned to Tianyan Demon City, while the other headed towards Yuesheng Mingluan.

Chapter 152 What kind of ghosts and monsters are in Wu Jun's dreams?

The night is getting darker.

The Heavenly Demon City remained as deep as I remembered, even darker than the night.

Just as he remembered, the Demon Lord sat in the Eye of the Elephant, overlooking the world's situation, while the Destiny-Slaying Evil Lord, whom he disliked, stood quietly to one side.

Upon seeing Duanmu Xianlong, the Demon Lord seemed slightly excited and stood up: "Welcome back."

"It's been a long time, I'm here to meet you, Ivanjjayi."

"Your return has finally brought me some comfort."

"Ok?"

The Demon Lord's expression was not good: "Our long-term plan, just as we were about to close the net, has encountered a new variable."

Duanmu Xianlong looked at him suspiciously: "Your martial arts haven't recovered yet?"

"Forget about that for now, let's watch a good show."

The Demon Lord manipulated the Eye of the Elephant, and suddenly a flash of evil light appeared, revealing the figure of the Demon Lord.

The Jajanaga is an evil spirit that feeds on human nightmares. It comes from an unknown country and formed a life-or-death pact with the Demon City because it received help from the Tathagata long ago.