Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

"Waiting for Tianxue Peak to melt."

Wuyi Shiyin's command post was located at Guanyun Ridge, directly opposite the plank road.

At this moment, three hundred warriors, carrying burning crystal cannonballs, are fully prepared for battle.

Wu Yi Shi Yin stared at them, each face revealing unwavering determination. These three hundred people knew very well what they were going to do and what the consequences would be.

In a daze, Wuyi Shiyin returned to the scene before the destruction of the Tower of Compassion. He learned that the Asuras were advancing into the Maha Ravine, and all the soldiers of the Tower of Compassion who participated in the battle had the same expression and the same face.

I will use my own body to defend my country.

A fierce wind howled over Guanyun Ridge, and torches fluttered in the wind.

coming!

The mountain trail, abandoned for a thousand years, was now teeming with a dense army of demons.

Despite the great distance, Wu Yi Shi Yin could still see the fanaticism on the faces of these demons. After marching into the Central Plains, the demons would seize land, burn homes, enslave people, and even kill for pleasure.

At that time, countless Tianpen villages will be slaughtered.

Wu Yi Shi Yin picked up a torch to see off these warriors heading into battle:

"He was both brave and martial, and ultimately strong and unyielding. Though his body is dead, his spirit lives on, and his soul remains a heroic ghost."

The warriors pumped their fists: "Saint Fang will win!"

"The Holy Fang will win!"

"The Holy Fang will win!"

Master Wuyi lit the fuses of the burning crystal bombs one by one.

One by one, the warriors jumped off Guanyun Ridge, leaping into Tianxue Peak amidst howling flames.

Bang, bang, bang...

boom!

The incendiary crystal bomb was made by Master Wuyi himself. It contained extremely terrifying explosive power, instantly melting the glaciers of Tianxue Peak and turning the entire mountaintop into a torrent that rushed down.

The explosion stunned Yu Cixin and Shao Hao.

"Innocent villagers have indeed been sacrificed!"

"Father, the snowmelt is about to reach Tianpen Village. What should we do?"

The torrent surged forward and rushed onto the mountain path in the blink of an eye. Before the demon army could react, they were swept into the abyss.

Those who were lucky enough to survive were carried by the remaining waves, crossing the abyss of the plank road and rushing towards the village below the mountain.

Luo Hou said in a deep voice, "Cixin, use the Scroll of Waste technique in front of Tianpen Village to block the flood, and I will cut a ditch to drain the water."

"Godfather, what about me?"

"Hao'er, if my adoptive mother and I cannot stop the flood, use the Death God's Passage to temporarily relocate the villagers to a different space."

"My space lacks vital energy; I cannot stay any longer."

"Just do your best."

Seeing the floodwaters sweep over the mountains and reach the village entrance, Yu Cixin summoned the Heavenly Halberd, channeled her true energy, and unleashed a devastating attack:

"In the primordial chaos, slaughter begins; or perhaps the Heavenly Halberd destroys the Xuanhuang; the Eight Qi of the Rebellious Dragon, drink!"

In an instant, King Jiwu's divine might reappeared, drawing upon the icy currents of the Tianxue Peak, freezing air enveloping an area of ​​hundreds of miles, causing towering ice peaks to rise from the ground, layer upon layer, endlessly.

Ten thousand snow-capped peaks stand tall outside Tianpen Village, preventing the cascading floodwaters from reaching them.

At the same time, Rahu drew Ketu and unleashed another unparalleled move:

"The Heaven-Shattering Star-Slaying Technique!"

A massive crimson blade of energy suddenly shone forth, not cleaving the sky, but cleaving the earth, cutting a chasm tens of feet wide and hundreds of miles deep along the ice peak where Yu Cixin stood.

Instantly, the mountains roared, the earth trembled, and the entire Tuishan region shook violently, as if struck by a natural disaster.

Before the torrents reach the ice peaks, most of them flow into the gullies and into the depths of the earth.

Small torrents that have crossed the chasm crash against the ice peaks, with waves and peaks vying for power, advancing step by step.

What comes into view is a high-flying wave of snow.

The air was filled with non-stop explosions.

The demon army, swept up in the torrent, fell into the chasm along with it.

The villagers of Tianpen Village first witnessed the collapse of snow-capped peaks and the arrival of floodwaters; then they saw ice peaks rising everywhere, towering into the sky and touching the earth; and then they saw a strange knife appear in the sky, cutting a ditch into the ground.

A terrible calamity struck, the earth sank into an abyss, as if it were the end of the world.

The villagers were completely bewildered and fell to the ground, crying out for their parents, terrified amidst the trembling earth.

The scene that unfolded in Tianpen Village also shocked Wuyi Shiyin.

He stood on Guanyun Ridge, quietly watching the lingering crimson sword aura and the slowly dissipating, towering ice peak.

"Sa'er, you go first."

When Wuyi Shiyin came to Tuishan this time, he only brought Sashou Cibei, Yiyu Ciming to participate in the Taihuang Shenjue, and Badao Xihui and Huihuang Duoshi left in the corner of Zhuofeng Mountain.

Sa Shou Ci Bei was very pleased: "Shi Yin, the demon army has been completely wiped out. You have made a great contribution."

"I told you to go down the mountain and wait for me."

"Hmm? Shi Yin, I want to go with you."

Wu Yi Shi Yin sighed, "Never mind, it's too late."

Three figures descended upon Guanyunling.

The merciful one exclaimed in surprise, "Rahu? King Jiwu? How could it be you!"

King Jiwu coldly shouted, "Wuyi Shiyin, it really is you! Only you could do such a cold-blooded and ruthless thing."

"War has only one goal, and that is victory."

"Victory achieved with blood, merits accumulated with corpses! Wuyi Shiyin, you have not enough ravaged the four realms, have you brought such sins to the realm of suffering?"

Master Yin said calmly, "Since you came from the Central Plains, have you ever thought that if these 20,000 demon soldiers were to invade, the Central Plains would be empty and rivers of blood would flow."

King Jiwu brandished his Heavenly Halberd: "The Central Plains has its own way of resisting, but the battle between the Holy and Demonic Realms in the Bitter Realm is none of my business. Today, I have come to avenge the blood feud of the late king!"

"Hahahaha! I plotted against King Yadi in the past to eliminate enemies for the Tower of Compassion. What wrong have I done? Luo Hou, you promised Su Huanzhen to spare me. Does the Martial Lord's promise still stand?"

Luo Hou remained expressionless: "It's not that I want to kill you, but this is a personal feud between you and King Ji Wu."

"Since it's a personal grudge, showing mercy is irrelevant. Could you let him leave first?"

"No, if I am not mistaken, your divine source is in him."

Upon hearing Luo Hou's words, Sa Shou Ci Bei bravely stepped in front of Wu Yi Shi Yin, saying, "I can die, please spare Shi Yin!"

With things having come to this, Wuyi Shiyin knew that there was little hope of survival and that his path had come to an end.

He gently stroked the Yuansha Marrow hanging at his waist, revealing a ball of snow-white light: "Spare my student, and I am willing to die."

Suddenly, the light shone brightly, then immediately went out, and the Compassionate Light Divine Source, cultivated for countless years, gradually dissipated.

Such a resolute decision moved King Jiwu to promise: "Master Wuyi, I will grant your last request. The grudges between the Four Realms will end with you, and I will no longer pursue the remaining people of the Tower of Compassionate Light."

“Sar, leave. As long as you are here, the Tower of Compassion will remain.”

"Master Yin!"

Amidst a mournful cry, or perhaps the heavens pierced through his chest, and he, clad in purple, lay sprawled in the desolate mountains of a foreign land.

Down the mountain, the floodwaters were still raging. Although the villagers of Tianpen Village did not die in the flood, the earth's veins were damaged and the snow-capped peaks collapsed. It is unknown how many years it will take for this land to recover.

The melon stalls at the village entrance, the houses in the village, and the crops all over the fields were destroyed.

"Shi Yin..."

“Bury me in the high mountains, where I can see the eternal light of compassion.”

These were the last words of Wuyi Shiyin.

After descending Guanyun Ridge, Ji Wu Wang transformed back into Yu Ci Xin, and remained sullen all the way.

Instead, Shao Hao asked, "Godfather, you said you wouldn't interfere in the battle between the Holy and the Demonic, so why have you come here?"

"Some things are better left unsaid if you don't know them. But once you do know them, how can you pretend you don't know?"

Chapter 161 The land cannot tolerate me, my relatives and friends have all perished.

Upon returning to Tiandu from Tuishan, Luohou announced a three-day retreat.

"My previous sparring with the Buddha Head and the strike from Tianpen Mountain have given me some insights, and the Fallen Star Slaying Technique has undergone a new transformation."

Master Wuyi and the Demon Queen are dead, and Hao Tianqiong is unable to leave due to his involvement in the Great Desolate Divine Decision. It should be safe for him to go into seclusion during this period.

Since the countdown to the Holy War began, the Bitter Realm has entered a brief period of peace.

Aside from the fact that the Doomsday Holy Prophecy requires people to join, no new villainous forces have appeared on the surface. And faith is not so scary for ordinary people. On the surface, they shout for the Heavenly Emperor, but behind closed doors, who knows which god they are worshipping?

At the same moment that Wu Jun went into seclusion, the Great Desolate Divine Technique officially began.

He, along with the Six Demons Di and the Sea Toad Venerable with the Six Holy Protectors, were teleported into the special barrier of the Great Desolate Divine Art.

The twelve people are divided into twelve two-hour periods, with the next two-hour period controlling the previous one.

The time periods associated with the Rubik's Cube are: Zi, Yin, Chen, Wu, Shen, and Xu.

The times associated with the Holy Direction are: Chou, Mao, Si, Wei, You, and Hai.

Before the game begins, no one knows who the corresponding person is. Only when they step into the barrier and the sundial under their feet lights up can they see their own time.

The first day consists of three sessions.

He expressed his concerns: "We have two fire-type characters, while the enemy has two water-type characters. In addition, the Divine Wind is effective against Hao Tianqiong, putting us at a disadvantage. Therefore, everyone should prioritize preserving their lives. While the outcome of the battle is important, there is no need to risk your lives."

Yan Wushang was one of the fire-types: "You, Hua Chanti, are you looking down on me? I'll be the first one to go!"

He explained tactfully, "Lord Holy Infant, both sides were mainly testing each other on the first day. The Demon King's power is our trump card and should be reserved for later."

"A trump card? Hmm, that's acceptable."