Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

"Actually, Master doesn't need to pay attention to Hen Qiangu. Hen Jiangyue has long been expelled from the Liewu Altar. His seeking out the heavens is simply courting his own destruction."

"But there is also the Judge of Sins. Hen Qiangu is right. The Judge of Sins died for justice. This debt must be settled."

She Junpo was in great distress, not knowing how to dissuade Chao Yizhu from his idea. Just then, a figure flashed by on the shore of Youmeng Lake, and someone had just left.

"Hmm? Someone is spying on this place. Go and investigate."

"Yes."

Jun Shepo followed the direction the person had left in, and Chao Yizhu chased the waves and came to a lonely island in the lake.

The isolated island consisted only of reefs, with high winds and rough waves. Huge waves, several meters high, rose and fell continuously, and the entire lake roared like thunder.

Just as Chao Yizhu landed on the reef, a rough voice came from the lake: "Fifty years! My old friend has finally come to visit me! Hahahaha!"

"Bu Wu Donghuang, it's been fifty years since we last met, but you still have the same heroic spirit."

"I didn't expect you could still get out of bed? Although I lost to you with that palm strike back then, your body was destroyed and your meridians were broken."

"You are surprised by the extraordinary abilities of the Lord."

"Hahaha, tell me, you didn't come here for no reason. What troublesome matter has reminded you of the value of Buwu Donghuang?"

At this moment, Chao Yizhu hesitated. Did the Seven Martial Cultivators really have no other solution? After releasing Bu Wu Donghuang, could they give the Lie Wu Tan an explanation?

Seeing that he remained silent, the sound from the lake softened:

"In the past, I was too competitive. I didn't care about that piece of Yang Iron; I only wanted to compete with you. Now, fifty years have passed in the blink of an eye, and I've learned that vanity can be very harmful. My friend, I wonder if we'll ever have the chance to travel together and discuss martial arts?"

“Bu Wu Donghuang… Alas, I had my own reasons for fighting you to the death back then, please forgive me.”

Chao Yi made up his mind, and with a downward swing of his weapon, a sharp gust of wind pierced through the waves and reefs, striking the mechanism at the bottom of the lake.

With several cracking sounds, the reef split open, and a domineering figure rushed out from the wind and waves.

"Hahahaha, my friend, do you know why I was able to create such a huge storm while I was imprisoned at the bottom of the lake for fifty years?"

"Ok?"

Chao Yizhu used the power of the wind and waves that Qi Taizu used for practicing martial arts to smelt iron, without giving much thought to the reasons behind it.

Bu Wu Donghuang, hovering in the air with his feet on floating clouds, laughed arrogantly: "In Donghuang Xuanzhou, there is a guardian deity of light, a spirit of three lights gathered from the essence of the sun, whose cultivation is close to that of a god, and who has almost reached the level of immortality. I fought all over Donghuang Xuanzhou, but was defeated by a god, which is why I came to the Central Plains."

"Guardian of Light?"

"Unexpectedly, I not only lost to the gods, but also to you, a mere mortal, and was imprisoned at the bottom of the lake for fifty years."

Chao Yizhu felt a pang of worry as he heard the increasingly arrogant tone in Chao Yizhu's voice: "My friend, there's no need to bring up the past."

“Nanmian Chaoyi, I thank you for imprisoning me at the bottom of Youmeng Lake, because I have already mastered the technique of slaying gods.”

Chapter 197 Demonic Desire Conspiracy, Wisdom Throne Disintegrates Buddhist Land

At the summit of Hengshan Mountain, the pale moonlight shone on the exhausted Egu. She had tried everything but could not break through the strange formation set up by Tian Qijue, and she could not help but feel disheartened.

Just then, the Blood Puppet Master arrived.

"My wicked disciple, I've come to rescue you! Drink!"

The Blood Puppet Master circulated his inner energy and injected another drop of Buddha's blood into the formation. With several explosions, the formation shattered.

The evil bones burst forth: "Blood Puppet Master, at least you still have some conscience."

"Let's go to the Hundred Demon Road again and rescue the Ghost Wasteland Hell Transformation."

"Hmph, so you saved me so I could fight for you."

"How can our Dark Alliance abandon our comrades?"

Ghost Desolate Hell has gone to the Demon Realm and has not returned for many days. Blood Puppet Master suspects something is amiss, so he and Evil Bone rush to the Hundred Demon Road of Hill Mountain.

Upon arriving at the intersection of Qiushan Road, just as the Blood Puppet Master was about to rush in, two demonic auras attacked.

"Halt! Who dares to trespass?"

Blocking their path were two demonic figures from the Black Prison: the Head-Seizing Demon King and the Hidden God Zhong Kui.

Since the Demon Realm Conference, Yan Wushang has forcefully implemented the three-lineage common code formulated by Duan Junheng, and arranged for demon generals to lead demon soldiers to patrol every day to maintain the security of the Hundred Demon Road.

The man-eating demons, including Yao Shuashua, had their souls extracted and turned into working puppets.

Although undercurrents were surging within the three sects, and neither the Fallen God Palace nor the Six-Headed Cloud Dragon were as submissive as they appeared, Yan Wushang, under the coordination of Duan Junheng, still restrained his temper and did not resort to force to suppress them.

Using the political turmoil in the Yin Realm as an example, Duan Junheng explained the principles of being a ruler to Yan Wushang several times: "If you kill all the opponents, the demon realm will have no subjects, so who will you call yourself king?"

Yan Wushang was very unconvinced: "There aren't many people in Tiandu either. I can learn from Luo Hou and slowly recruit people."

"Wu Jun is human, while you are a demon. Would a true human powerhouse submit to the rule of a demon?"

"Old Duan, neither you nor your son are human."

Duan Junheng laughed and said, "Zhi Xin and Duan Mie are here now only to repay the favor you did for helping Tianyan Demon City and participating in the Taihuang Divine Decision. Neither of us will stay on the Hundred Demon Road for long."

"you!"

Having made his intentions clear, Yan Wushang was no fool. He slowly accepted reality and began to ponder how to subdue these treacherous individuals, in addition to suppressing the Black Prison and the Dark Realm with force.

Just then, the sounds of fierce fighting came from outside.

Yan Wushang's figure flickered and he arrived at the entrance of Qiushan. There he saw Egu waving his ghostly hand, and the evil power in the sky was like a storm, which beat the two demons until they vomited blood.

Several lesser demons lay dead on the ground.

"hateful!"

Duan Junheng stopped Yan Wushang: "Let Zhixin come here. I will teach you another lesson. Killing the enemy is the responsibility of generals and ministers. If the king wants to fight, he must win the battle to secure the country."

"I have learned a lot."

Zhi Xin asked, "Kill them?"

"Kill them, and send the three villains back to the desolate hell."

To the left of the three-way intersection was the Black Prison, and the sounds of fighting also alerted the Ghost Wasteland Hell Transformation.

Hellish Desire rushed out to stop the conflict, but was held back by Fallen Goddess.

"The Blood Puppet Master once saved my life."

"Blood puppeteers aren't so easy to kill, but what about that girl with the ghost hand? What are you going to do with her?"

"She is a friend of Guihuang."

"Therefore you cannot show yourself; leave it to Yan Wushang to handle."

"but……"

"She is destined not to live. The demon realm will let her go, but the righteous path will not. Moreover, the ghost hand will be lost along with her."

"All right!"

Zhi Xin threw a punch, and demonic energy surged forth. The scene outside the three-way intersection changed color instantly. The moment the cold and fierce demon made his move, his killing intent was overwhelming.

They scrambled and crawled away from the demon's clutches, returning to the depths of the demonic path, panting heavily.

"useless."

The Fallen Goddess emerged and approached the Blood Puppet Master.

"Wait a minute, the Blood Puppet Master has come here only to retrieve the Ghost Desolate Hell Transformation."

"Bring it back? The Ghost Wasteland Hell Transformation originally belonged to the Black Prison, and now it has simply returned to its homeland. Blood Puppet Master, if you retreat now, you can save your life."

"With the release of the Ghostly Desolate Hell Transformation, the Blood Puppet Master will become the Black Prison's most powerful ally."

Why force someone to do something they don't want to do?

Seeing that Zhi Xin had already engaged with the evil bone, the Fallen God Palace flicked its sleeves and summoned the Three Paths of Suffering. Instantly, demonic energy howled through the sky, and amidst the wailing of ghosts and gods, an extremely deadly weapon appeared in the world.

The Blood Puppet Master was both shocked and enraged. He clapped his hands together and shouted, "Three Corpse Blood Melting Palm, drink!"

A chilling wind howled, and a sinister green light emanated from it. Three blood-soaked corpses transformed into gigantic monsters and lunged at the Fallen God Palace.

With a light wave of his hand, the Fallen Goddess unleashed three streams of demonic power, which clashed with the blood corpse. The demons and monsters tore at each other, emitting terrifying roars.

"Ho ho ho~~"

"Jiejiejie~~"

The Blood Puppet Master launched a fierce attack, his palms revealing his unwillingness and resentment. In contrast, the Fallen Goddess threw his halberd with ease.

Looking at Zhi Xin and E Gu, the unparalleled demon emperor, with a thousand-year foundation, had already put E Gu in a precarious situation in just a few moves.

"what!"

With bloodshot eyes, Evil Bone roared furiously like a real wild beast. As she attacked wildly, the ferocious energy of her ghostly hand pierced the night like a blue blade, splitting the sky and earth.

"Refining Stars and Clouds!"

Zhi Xin transforms his palm into a blade, drawing upon the power of the stars and gathering the energy of wind and clouds.

Although he was a demon, this move was imbued with Buddhist power, its holy energy vast and mighty, shaking the heavens.

The palm blade clashed with the ghostly hand, piercing through the void in an instant and striking the evil bone's chest.

Bang!

With a deafening roar, a spray of red blood splattered into the night sky, and a scream echoed through the hills.

Then, with another sharp "bang," the ghostly hand broke off again and instantly flew into the depths of the Hundred Demon Path.

The evil bones fell to the ground, buried in the soil before birth, their short life, filled with hardship and misery, came to an end.

The Blood Puppet Master immediately stopped his attack, picked up the corpse of the evil bone, and vanished: "You'll see what the Blood Puppet Master's wrath brings!"

Zhi Xin retreated to the fork in the road with the other demons.

Seeing the Ghostly Desolation Hell Transformation caused by the gathering of the three villains, Fallen Goddess was impatient: "There's no time to lose, let's attack the Heavenly Buddha's Original Land now!"

Yan Wushang asked, "Old Duan, what do you mean?"

Duan Junheng nodded: "According to the previous plan, we will force the monks of the Buddhist village to the Deep Palace, then break the Deep Palace formation and rescue the former Demon Emperor and Dark Lord. There is no need to kill too many people."

The demons obeyed and left, while Duan Junheng, Zhi Xin, and Duan Mie Chanti remained to guard the Hundred Demon Path.

Duanmie asked uneasily, "Lord Linghun, can the Holy Infant Lord truly stop the Fallen God Palace, Hell Transformation, and others from killing people?"