Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

"With your current foundation in the complete set of military and martial arts manuals, you can fight even if the peak of the three religions comes. What is there to fear?"

Chapter 163 Kill, kill, kill; for the sake of killing

At the top of the Tiandu Tower, Jing Wuhuan calmly gazed at the void.

Ling Ziling paced anxiously in circles: "Isn't Ah Zhen going to make an appearance today? Who will he run into? Will he be able to beat him?"

Seeing that Jing Wuhuan did not respond, he became angry: "Uncle-Master, you don't care about Azhen at all!"

"It's not that I don't care, it's that I trust him."

Just then, the little fox climbed up, panting, and said, "Sect Leader Jing, that green sea toad lord is looking for you. Martial Lord invites you to the main hall."

"Hmm? Could it be that the Primordial God Technique has changed?"

Jing Wuhuan swooped down and rushed towards the main hall.

Ling Ziling and the little fox could only slowly climb down.

On the second day of the Great Desolate Divine Decision, Jian Zhichu did not appear at Yuesheng Mingluan, catching Shengfang off guard.

“Jing Wuhuan, the Six Saints are missing one person. As a pillar of the Taiqing Realm, Deng Daoan should step forward.”

"Sword Master abandoned the battle at the first sign of trouble, this is..."

This news also surprised Luo Hou. Not long ago, he was glad that Jing Wuhuan had not participated in the Taihuang Divine Decision, and now Hai Chan Zun came knocking on his door.

“If you are unwilling, then your disciple, Master Tianyuan, can fight, but I believe that his foundation is far inferior to yours.”

Three people died in the three battles yesterday, so Jing Wuhuan naturally wouldn't send his disciple to his death.

"I will go with you."

"Wait a minute."

Luo Hou spoke.

Hai Chan Zun said unhappily, "Martial Lord, this is Jing Wu Huan's own idea."

"The Pure Sect Leader is a guest of Tiandu, so I will naturally not interfere with her actions. What I want to remind you is Lord Sea Toad."

"Oh?"

"The war between the Holy and the Demonic evolved from the ancient conflict between the Buddha and the Li. Legend has it that the eight Li of the Yuan Clan are extremely skilled at disguising themselves as humans, and the Li Clan is the real scourge."

Hai Chan Zun was startled: "What else does Wu Jun know?"

"More than you expected."

Could you reveal a little something?

"Let's talk about it after you finish the Great Desolate Divine Technique."

"I understand. I will come to seek your guidance another day."

After the two left, Luo Hou pondered for a moment and then asked the little fox to call Ling Ziling in again.

"Wu Jun, you were looking for me?"

"Spirit, do you want to save Ah Zhen?"

"miss you!"

"The Heavenly Dao Flame of Dengdao Shore can destroy the Heavenly Yama Demon City and kill Azhen. If you want to save him, hide the Heavenly Dao Flame."

Upon hearing this, Ling Ziling didn't dare to delay for a moment and ran outside immediately.

"Hey, Ling Ziling, wait for us, we're coming to help you~"

Little Fox, Little Devil, and Feng Dan, who stayed behind, chased after Ling Ziling and ran far away.

The first match of the second day of the Great Wilderness Divine Duel.

Hao Tianqiong was the first to start, and when he stepped into the barrier, the person who appeared in front of him was Yu Shenfeng.

Then, the sundial beneath Mikamikaze's feet lit up, indicating the hour of Mao (5-7 AM).

Hao Tianqiong's heart sank. The reversal of the situation had not occurred. Instead, Yu Shenfeng became the one who restrained him.

With her white hair flowing, Yu Shenfeng, though facing a life-or-death situation, still smiled playfully as before.

"Today is my last battle with you."

"Very well, let's settle this long-standing feud today."

With a flick of his wrist, Yu Shenfeng summoned Guan Xin Zi Zai, a transparent sword that took the form of a gentle breeze.

"Reading under the eaves, chuckle!"

The Extreme Emotion Heart Technique, combined with the righteous sword energy of observing the mind, makes the figure graceful and elegant, but the attack is as fierce as a storm.

"I, Annihilation Illusion, shall kill!"

Howling in a fit of rage, Hao Tian unleashed his evil power, splitting the heavens with his left hand and cleaving the earth with his right. Amidst the flowing light and color, his powerful palm strikes seemed both real and illusory.

The moment the two clashed, their immense power caused a violent collision, and the barrier itself began to tremble.

"Break the Japanese Style!"

With a change in his sword style, Guan Xin Zi Zai sword drew a white wave from bottom to top, carrying immense power as it rushed towards Hao Tian Qiong.

"Illusion-Destroying Divine Art - I, Destroyer of Truth, Die!"

Hao Tianqiong unleashed his ultimate move once again, radiating astonishing demonic power. He raised his palms high, his robes fluttering, determined to kill the person he hated most in his life with his bare hands.

The sword wave collided with the palm force, righteous energy was overwhelming, and evil could not resist it. The two unparalleled forces met, and the barrier shook the heavens and the earth.

"Ok?"

After exchanging two blows, Hao Tianqiong felt the sword energy of the Divine Wind Sword inexplicably surge, far surpassing its former strength.

It seems this is the mystery of the restraint between time periods.

Hao Tianqiong was focused and on guard, but not alarmed. He controlled the divine wind, which had the advantage of timing and restraint, and his foundation was comparable to Hao Tianqiong's.

Moreover, it can be delayed until the next hour, waiting for the moment of restraint to disappear.

The two fought fiercely, one with a palm strike and the other with a sword, sometimes attacking and sometimes defending, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and dozens of moves had already passed in the midst of their battle.

Seeing that Hao Tianqiong was trying to stall for time, Yu Shenfeng laughed and said, "I am already a dead man, so you can come down to the Yellow Springs with me. We can even travel together."

Just as he finished speaking, a transparent water string suddenly wrapped around Guanxin Zizai. The string swelled with the sword storm, endlessly, and wrapped around Haotian Qiong.

“Dream!”

Hao Tianqiong blocked with a horizontal palm strike, his fierce energy like a thousand mountains and valleys, unable to budge him an inch.

Although the sword wind was sharp and the water string was gentle, both were blasted back. The palm energy seized the opportunity to enter and counterattack against the Divine Wind.

"Uh~"

Yu Shenfeng retreated, vomiting blood, before he could even wipe it away. Guan Xin Zizai unleashed his ultimate technique: "Heaven's Way is impartial, only virtue matters - Slash!"

A fierce wind howled, and strange colors flowed freely. The water strings played a great and peaceful melody, and righteous energy swept away the evil miasma that filled the sky.

The strike, imbued with the power of heaven and earth, instantly broke through the palm energy and pierced into Hao Tianqiong's body.

"Hmph, ignorant!"

With a jolt, Hao Tianqiong's body shattered the Guan Xin Zizai sword that had pierced his body into countless dust particles, and the sword energy disappeared.

Unexpectedly, just as the sword energy was about to dissipate, a piece of illusory gold stone suddenly appeared at the tip of the sword, instantly piercing Hao Tianqiong's heart.

"You have always been the one who is ignorant. Since I was able to seal you once, I can kill you again."

"How...how do you still have the Illusionary Gold Stone?"

"Ha, so you're allowed to strike midstream, but I'm not allowed to keep a backup plan?"

"what!"

Water String was merely a tool used by Yu Shenfeng to distract Hao Tianqiong. If it could bind him, that would be good; if not, there was still the real killing move, the Illusionary Gold Stone.

Yu Shenfeng polished the last piece of Illusionary Gold Stone into a sword cluster and fused it into the tip of Guanzizai Sword. Anyone struck by this sword would surely die.

A ruptured heart cannot stop the rapidly slipping away of life, no matter how strong one's martial arts skills are.

After a painful scream, Hao Tianqiong's eyes widened in anger, and he shouted fiercely, "Yu Shenfeng, you cannot defeat the heavens! Heaven and earth may have an end, but the divine power of God is boundless!"

His final unwillingness turned into an extreme offensive. Hao Tianqiong unleashed all his evil power, his fierce palms shattering the clouds and turning the sky upside down, his hatred burning like fire that could destroy the heavens and the earth, all aimed at Yu Shenfeng.

Just then, the sundial turned, and the effect of the divine wind's restraint disappeared.

“My destiny has long since ended. I have crawled back from hell for the sake of you, a remnant of this city of sin. Hao Tianqiong, come with me.”

Yu Shenfeng calmly accepted the blow, and Guan Xin Zizai swung his sword one last time, causing the water strings to dance and entangle himself with Hao Tianqiong.

Blood foam filled the air like rain, making it impossible to distinguish whose blood or whose tears it was.

The second day of fighting was just as brutal as the first:

In the fourth match, Hao Tianqiong and Yu Shenfeng perished together.

In the fifth match, the Holy Infant Master Yan Wushang encountered Ye Xiaochai, the Emperor of Ten Thousand Years of Struggle. Halfway through the match, a reversal occurred. The brat, disregarding Ye Xiaochai's concession in the first half, unleashed a torrent of demonic flames, roasting Ye Xiaochai into a plucked chicken.

Up to the previous five matches, Tianyan Mocheng had a clear advantage with three wins, one loss, and one draw.

The fifth game has begun.

Inside the waiting area, everyone's hearts were in their throats, because the two people who appeared on the field at this moment were Duanmie Chanti and Jing Wuhuan.

"Wu Huan, how could it be you?"

Jing Wuhuan's expression darkened: "The annihilation of the icchantikas, this is the fate that neither of us can escape."

It is a decision of stance, a decision of right and wrong, and a decision to sever ties with both personal feelings and obligations.

Duanmie Chanti gripped the Xuanlei tightly and roared, "I will change this destiny and stop the war with killing! Wuhuan, come!"

As Jing Wuhuan's sleeves fluttered, the Qitian Sword was drawn: "I will meet your challenge!"

The lightning strikes swiftly, shattering the heavens and splitting the earth.

A glimpse of autumn water reveals a stunning beauty.

The two figures flew and intertwined, their movements clashing like thunder as they separated and joined forces.