Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

Those left behind in Tiandu were Tian Dao Xiao Jian Dun, who was engrossed in studying the sword manual, and Duan Mie Chan Ti, who was taking care of his wife.

The rest were either women or children.

Ya Shi Mie, leading the armies of Wang Chen Yuan, Wu Jie Bei Hang, Chi Hui Ci Hang, and Zheng Si Fan, surrounded the Western Sea in a grand procession.

Wang Chenyuan repeatedly advised, "Master, now that Luo Hou has taken the treasure of the Golden Lion Empire, those four gold coins are no longer of any use. It would be better if we cooperated with him."

"Tian Du killed the outpost and the second day, clearly making an enemy of the Desire Realm. How can he be let off lightly!"

"Cooperation can prevent greater sacrifices."

“Minister, what is your intention in speaking solely from the perspective of Tiandu?”

"Does the Lord of Fate doubt my loyalty?"

"Even if we can't get the Golden Lion Coins, we must capture the people of Tiandu and use them to threaten Luo Hou. Besides, Tiandu is just an empty city right now."

No longer heeding Wang Chenyuan's fearful words, Ya Shimie gave the order, and 40,000 troops rushed towards the opposite shore of the Western Sea.

Unexpectedly, an unbreakable barrier pushed them back.

"Ah~ Uh!"

"Roar~ Wow!"

The Heavenly Capital Barrier, strengthened by the God of the Dead Kingdom, carries the divine power and Buddhist energy of purity and holiness. It is the nemesis of demons and monsters. When believers from the Desire Realm rush into it, the weak are instantly turned into blood and gore.

Ya Shi Mie was furious: "Raise the banner!"

"Boundless Wave, raise the banner!"

Yellow, white, red, and blue flags were waved, and the army of the Four Banners of the Desire Realm formed a strange formation. The negative karma of 40,000 believers was transformed into four giant forces of the same color.

The four forces slowly merged, forming a massive pillar of light that shot towards the sky above the western sea.

Bang!

Even the most powerful barrier was shaken by this pillar of light accumulated from countless karmas.

The western sea churns, its waves surging against the azure sky.

At this moment, in Tiandu, apart from Ya Shao and Duanmie, there were indeed only women and children, but some of the women were not just women.

Yu Cixin changed into her battle robes, picked up the Heavenly Halberd, and called to her two sons, "Liaotian and Xianling, come with your mother to war!"

"Yes!"

"Mother, I want to take Zhuque with me."

"can."

Not only did they bring the Vermilion Bird, but the two brothers also took down the Cang Er Blade and the Wang Qiao Yun Halberd hanging in the Phoenix Palace.

Seeing the imposing manner of the mother and her two children, Ling Shuixian became extremely anxious: "Empress Wu, shouldn't the two young masters stay in Tiandu?"

"We must go to the battlefield!"

"We must protect Tiandu!"

Unable to change Empress Wu and the young master's decision, Ling Shuixian returned to the foundry in unease and took out the iron-armored puppet.

Hu Shuo Ba Dao and Huo Mao San Zhang fought several battles over this puppet, but ultimately no one won or lost, so the puppet has not yet recognized a master.

"Sorry, son, you can have it from your mother."

She forced out a drop of her heart's blood and dripped it into the puppet's head. Instantly, a dark light flashed, and the puppet opened its eyes.

"Get bigger, bigger, bigger, bigger... Stop, stop, stop!"

By the time Ling Shuixian called for a halt, the armored puppet had already reached nearly the top of the Tiandu Tower.

"Follow me into battle."

With a flash, Ling Shuixian descended to the opposite shore of the West Sea. Then, with a deafening roar, a colossal monster about thirty feet tall descended, its descent causing a violent tremor within a radius of a hundred miles.

At the same time, two deep red streams flowed from beneath the puppet's feet; they were the blood of those trampled to death by the puppet.

Following the puppet, spitting out flames with "poof poof poof poof," came the still immature Vermilion Bird, so excited that it forgot to even cry out.

kill.

burn.

Kill, kill, kill; burn, burn, burn.

The puppet slammed down with its fist, sending hundreds of people flying at the same time, instantly disrupting the formation of the Four Banners Division. The Vermilion Bird's extreme flames ignited, turning everything in its path into scorched earth.

As the puppet and the Vermilion Bird continued to advance, the Desire Realm formation crumbled, and the believers fled in panic.

Seeing this, Ya Shi Mie rushed forward, his demonic hands striking the puppet and the Vermilion Bird.

The Vermilion Bird spread its wings and flashed by.

The puppet swayed slightly from the blow but did not stop. Instead, it turned its gaze to Ya Shi Mie and swung its mountain-sized fist at Ya Shi Mie.

Ya Shi Mie possessed an indestructible body and, wanting to test the puppet's power, immediately circulated all his true energy, his palms meeting the puppet's attack:

"Boundless destruction of the ten directions, drink!"

As a general of the Desire Realm under Mara, Ya Shimie unleashed his full power, causing demonic energy to surge into the heavens, his immense strength enough to shatter the earth and tear the sky apart.

The two palms collided with the giant fist, producing a deafening roar, followed by a whoosh, and Ya Shimie was sent flying into the distance, flying for who knows how many miles.

Without command, the Desire Realm descended into chaos, with waving flags falling one after another and becoming soaked in endless blood.

A flash of heavenly blade, and a row of heads fell to the ground.

Or the halberd flashed, and a pile of flesh and blood flew up.

The Cang Er Blade flashed, the Wang Qiao Yun Halberd flashed...

Sword flashes, halberd shadows, blood and flesh, shattered limbs, flags, lake waves, shouts, and wails.

It is constantly on our eyes and ears.

On the top floor of Tiandu, Duanmie Chanti covered Jing Wuhuan's eyes: "Don't look, it's too cruel."

Jing Wuhuan sighed, "In the past thousand years, I have never seen such a bloody battlefield."

Wang Chenyuan retreated continuously, forming a pincer movement with the two Venerables Xizui, slowly retreating towards the outer edge of the battlefield.

Compared to Ya Shi Mie, Wu Jie Bei Hang and Chi Hui Ci Hang have a better understanding of the current suffering, especially the legends about Tian Du.

Although neither of them opposed Ya Shi's order to destroy, at this critical juncture, they tacitly chose to stand with their assistant.

“Assistant, let’s retreat first and retrieve the Master of Fate.”

"Yes, the Four Banners can be rebuilt, but we'll figure out a new way to deal with the Golden Lion Coins."

Just as the three were about to leave the battle, several figures landed around them.

"Where are you going, Wisdom Seat?"

It was Huang Quan and the others who returned, as well as the Fallen Goddess Palace, which had a bad talk with San Yu Wu Meng Sheng.

"Everyone, please give me the throne so that I may properly express my gratitude for the white jade Buddha statue you have given me."

Wang Chenyuan sensed something was wrong. Without thinking, he unleashed his surging Buddhist power: "Five Paths of Void, drink!"

"Punishment of the Gods: Transform Bones into Soldiers!"

Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through him as Wang Chenyuan's Buddha bones were pulled out by the Fallen God's Blade and merged with demonic power to form an unparalleled sword.

"Forget worldly ties, this is my reward to you on behalf of the Hundred Demon Path of Qiushan. Are you satisfied? Hahahaha!"

"How could this be?!"

A thousand years of cultivation, extinguished from the dust of the world.

The last thought of Wang Chenyuan lingered in the Spring Night Dream Pavilion. Forgetting the dust and forgetting fate, in the end, neither the dust nor the fate was forgotten.

Surrounded by Huang Quan and Qing Hai Chao, Wu Jie Bei Hang saw that all was lost and sent Chi Hui Ci Hang away with a single palm strike: "Quickly go find Zhang Ming, ah!"

Before she could say more, Wu Jie Bei Hang had already been pierced in the heart by the silver spear, and a surge of intense demonic power rushed into Chi Hui Ci Hang's body, sending her even further away.

Just before Wu Jie Bei Hang breathed his last, Duo Shen Que ruthlessly swung his sword, drawing out Wu Jie Bei Hang's Buddhist energy. Instantly, the sword's light surged, and the demonic Buddhist energy transformed into five-colored radiance.

"Good knife!"

"Next time I fight the Desire Realm, let me absorb my last breath, and I will forge this sword into the strongest weapon in the demon realm."

Chapter 217 Mara has arrived! The crucial moment of the battle has also arrived!

I once saw a page of books at Youmeng Xuanhu, and Luo Hou returned to Tiandu.

On the west coast, there were mountains of corpses, and everyone was cleaning up the battlefield.

A puppet, about thirty feet tall, stood silently, with the little Vermilion Bird perched on its shoulder, preening its feathers.

The brothers, Hu Shuo Ba Dao and Huo Mao San Zhang, cried out in despair, "Mother! How could you take my puppet away?!"

Ling Shuixian patted the two brothers' heads: "My good boys, your mother believes you can create your own puppets."

The Heavenly Blade Laughing Sword Blunt recounted the invasion from the Desire Realm.

"You didn't kill Ya Shi Mie, did you?"

Who is Ya Shi Mie?

"A demonic Buddha with two fangs."

"No, he was sent flying by this puppet."

Looking up at this awe-inspiring steel giant, Luo Hou was momentarily dazed, wondering which technological era the Bitter Realm was in.

"Go back and pay the wages."

"Payday is here!"

"Great, payday!"

Three days later, midnight.

Inside the long-empty Golden Lion Cave, a majestic figure arrived alone, his heavy footsteps echoing through the cave as if reverberating through heaven and earth.

"My feet tread out of the flames of war, my hands grasp destruction, my name is Rahu."