Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

"I don't want to either, but I'm drinking!"

Yan Wushang wanted to slow down the offensive, but the Buddhist monks fought to the death and refused to retreat, using their bodies as a shield to block the attacks from the demon realm and the desire realm, thus preserving the last pure land for the Buddhist homeland.

Just as blood stained the yellow sand and corpses filled the rift valley, a light that Yan Wushang was extremely familiar with suddenly appeared in the sky.

"May my youth fade away, and may the defilements of the world remain unstained before the Buddha's lamp."

Yan Wushang shouted, "That voice? Show yourself to me!"

The sphere of light did not appear, but it answered Yan Wushang's question: "This is not the purpose of your coming here."

Yan Wushang was enraged. He slammed his palms into the air, and boundless flames seemed to devour the entire world: "Show yourself!"

"Ugh."

Seeing his furious rage, the ball of light had no choice but to slowly fall to the ground. Then, a stunningly beautiful Buddhist who transcended gender turned to Yan Wushang.

Familiar face.

Yan Wushang laughed loudly: "It's you! It really is you! Chang Yingluo, so you're from the Buddhist land, hahahahaha!"

Chang Yingluo raised her hand and shouted: "Please leave the Buddhist land."

"Don't retreat!"

Instead of retreating, Yan Wushang advanced, and the two exchanged palms, unleashing a tremendous and earth-shattering force that shook the surroundings, stirring up several feet of yellow sand.

"Shang Yingluo, is this all you have to say?"

She did not answer.

While the two were locked in a stalemate, Ya Shi Mie broke through from another group of Buddhist monks led by Mi Le and stormed into the area.

"you are too slow!"

Ya Shi Mie raised both palms and helped Yan Wushang attack Chang Yingluo.

Unexpectedly, Yan Wushang retaliated with a spear thrust, instantly piercing into Ya Shimie's body and lifting him into the air.

"Yan Wushang, you!"

Amidst his maniacal laughter, Ya Shi Mie exploded into a ball of blood and light.

The Holy Infant Master's sudden betrayal not only shocked the Desire Realm, but also the Demon Realm and the Buddhist Realm, and the battle ceased.

Only Yan Wushang was smug. He looked at Shang Yingluo and asked, "How about it?"

"Ugh."

"It seems you are not grateful for my intervention!"

Yan Wushang was greatly shocked.

Chang Yingluo sighed, "Ya Shimie has received the method of spirit possession personally taught by Bo Xun, and has a chance to be reborn. Since he died at your hands, he will surely be reborn with this power and his power will also increase. At that time, it will be difficult to break his physical body again."

"Since I have already stated my position, you need not worry about such a trivial matter."

Everyone finally realized what was happening.

At a command from Chi Hui Cihang, "Everyone, retreat immediately!"

The people and horses of the Desire Realm hurriedly fled.

Yu Tianxuan Emperor stepped forward and asked, "Holy Infant Master, what about us?"

"You all go back to where you were. I'll take care of things here."

The people from the demon realm also retreated.

The last remaining were the monks who had survived in the Buddhist realm. Maitreya bowed his head and said, "I never imagined that Buddha Zhu would also know the current leader of the demon realm."

"Yes and no."

Chang Yingluo said nothing more, and Mi Le had no choice but to lead the monks away.

The Buddhist village of Shenque, shattered by the attack, was now reduced to a mere two people: Yan Wushang and Chang Yingluo.

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Chapter 224 What exactly happened back then?

"Shang Yingluo, you owe me an explanation."

Monk's robes fluttered in the wind, while the Buddha stood still.

"Speak to me! Weren't you very eloquent back then?"

Yan Wushang couldn't stand such silence. If they hadn't met again today, he would never have known that Shang Yingluo was actually from Tianfo Yuanxiang.

I hate him, I hate his deception back then.

Thankfully, thankfully, the person in front of me is not dead, and the truth from long ago will one day come to light.

In the ancient chaotic era, the Mirage Sea and the Underworld gave birth to three races: Demon, Fiend, and Monster. The Demon and Fiend races fought each other endlessly.

Tired of fighting amongst themselves, the God of War Blood Cry led the demon race to migrate to the Bitter Realm, occupying a large territory in the vast northern border.

The establishment of a new foundation did not bring peace. In the chaotic era, all races vied for supremacy, and the infighting among the first races was even more intense than that between the demons and the fierce races.

After several battles, the God of War, Blood Cry, defeated the First Kings who were vying for resources with the Demon Realm, but he himself was seriously injured and died.

Before his death, he divided the demon realm into three branches, establishing a system of decentralized governance. This would promote healthy competition within the demon realm and prevent genocide.

Advanced systems eventually decay and become obsolete over time.

The demon race does not engage in production. The lower-ranking demons need food to survive, and soon the local wild animals were all eaten up. The lower-ranking demons began to cross the boundary between the demon realm and humans, capturing and eating domesticated poultry raised by humans.

Finally, one day, the little demons started eating people.

The fact that the demon realm was eating people shocked the three religions of the Bitter Realm, who then intervened forcefully, igniting round after round of war.

The demon realm suffered repeated defeats, with two demon veins collapsing and one being occupied, resulting in the loss of a large amount of demonic energy and soldiers.

The demon realm had no choice but to retreat to the Hundred Demon Path of Hill Mountain, where they survived by utilizing the complex terrain.

On the original territory of the demon realm, Guangzun Yuputi created the Heavenly Buddha Homeland and built the Deep Palace on the demon veins he occupied.

Peace lasted for several cycles of sixty years, until the God of War, Blood Weeping, was reincarnated as Yan Wushang.

The war between the Buddhist and demonic realms has reignited.

Yan Wushang possesses immense demonic power, the Devouring Demonic Flame, the Blade of Consciousness, and the Six Ancient Techniques. He not only turned the tide but also led the demon realm in a counterattack against the Heavenly Buddha's Homeland, reclaiming Shenque.

That day, Yan Wushang arrived at the demon vein of Shenque and saw a down-on-his-luck cultivator.

"My name is Yan Wushang, and who are you?"

“Shang Yingluo”.

Why cultivate deep within a demonic vein?

"In my eyes, the demon realm is no different from anywhere else."

"Oh?"

"Demons are also born of parents."

Yan Wushang corrected him: "You're wrong. I have no parents. I was transformed from demonic fire."

"Demon fire?"

The cultivator raised his head, revealing a face as radiant as spring flowers.

For many days afterward, Yan Wushang would often come here to chat with Shang Yingluo. He admired Shang Yingluo's extensive knowledge and her steadfastness in cultivation.

On the last day, Yan Wushang brought a flower.

"I thought you were like those who reject demons, but after spending time with you, I realize I misunderstood you. Shang Yingluo, would you be willing to be my friend forever?"

Chang Yingluo grasped the flower: "Come here at midnight in ten days. I have something to tell you."

Ten days later, Yan Wushang arrived as promised.

Shang Yingluo closed her eyes in anguish: "You really came? Why did you come?"

Yan Wushang asked, puzzled, "Didn't you have something to say to me? What's wrong with you?"

"Go back quickly...go back quickly!"

Yan Wushang sensed something was amiss and rushed back to Qiushan Hundred Demon Road. The three branches of the demon realm had become a sea of ​​blood, especially the strange land he led, where almost all the demons, regardless of size, had been slaughtered by the Buddhist community.

He only managed to save some of his clansmen from the Black Prison and the Dark Realm.

The Buddhist village then sealed off the deep palace. When Yan Wushang went there again, the deep palace, the demon vein, and the tasseled robe had all disappeared into the layers of Buddhist light and holy energy.

"Shang Yingluo, do you know that after that fight, I searched for you for a very, very long time? Later, the Battle Cloud Realm used the Giant Demon God to crash into the Hundred Demon Path, and I was trapped for hundreds of years."

Shang Yingluo finally spoke: "Yan Wushang, I'm sorry, I deliberately approached you back then."

"what!"

"The past is like a flower in a mirror or the moon in the water. Yan Wushang, while Bo Xun's three bodies are not here, why don't you come with me to Qingmeng Mountain to stop Ya Shi Mie from being resurrected?"

"It seems you've thoroughly investigated the Desire Realm. Since he dares to be resurrected by my spear, I might as well send him on another journey to hell."

"It's better not to go to the end. We'll meet at Qingmeng Mountain tonight at midnight."

Yan Wushang returned to the demon realm to reorganize his troops. After traveling for a while, he realized that he had lost his temper at some point.

Midnight.

The Buddhist and demon realms joined forces to attack the newly established Qingmeng Mountain base in the Desire Realm.

At this time, the Desire Realm was still rebuilding after the Four Banners attacked the Heavenly Capital, which suffered heavy casualties.

They perished on the Bloodstained Island on the first and second days, and betrayed the group on the fourth day, leaving only a portion of the forces from the third and fifth days.

The Fiery Supreme Spear was like a fire dragon, and the palm carried a blazing wind, causing the Desire Realm to scream in agony.

The tassels and ribbons praised his merits, and the righteous Buddhist energy cleansed the filthy mountains and land.

A short while later, most of the people from the Desire Realm had left.

Just as the battle was about to be decided, the scene shook violently, and then the earth split open, revealing a monstrous transformation, and Ya Shimie was reborn.

Yan Wushang thrust his spear forward with lightning speed, and Yu Tian Xuanhuang came to his aid.