Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

"The smoke from the ancient tomb may have dissipated, but it will never die; none of us can escape this world."

Empress Wu left, her bright red attire disappearing into the vast white world, like blood in the snow.

At the same time, Xuanming found Zui Guangyin at the doorstep of Lianzhuang's house.

"I'll use my favor of saving Little Peach to get you to help me once, and after that, you'll be even with Ice Tower."

"Old dog, you always repay kindness and avenge wrongs. Tell me, who do you want to kill?"

"Tomorrow at dusk, the sun will set on the broken bridge, and the ancient tomb will be besieged amidst the fading smoke."

Zui Guangyin patted Little Peach: "My dog ​​and I were on time for our appointment."

Leaving the peaceful little village, Xuanming hurried along the Hundred Demon Road of Qiushan.

He already knew what the Ghost Wasteland Hell Transformation wanted.

He would stop at nothing to kill Gu Ling Shi Yan.

The atmosphere on the Hundred Demon Road was gloomy. The Holy Infant Master had only one breath left, and the seven days that Ye Xiao had given him were about to end.

With the princess nowhere to be found, and Xuanming Clan's whereabouts unknown, the entire demon realm was at a loss.

"Xuanhuang?"

"If the Linglong Bone cannot be found tomorrow, then the entire demon realm will attack Lake Rippling Colors to force Ye Xiao to release the Holy Infant Master."

Fallen Goddess said, "If it is to attack Lake of Reflection, I will seek help from Lord Wu of Tiandu."

Just then, Xuanming requested an audience.

Xuanhuang, Duoshenque, Hell Transformation, and others all rushed out.

"Ice King, you've delivered yourself to our doorstep, so don't blame us."

Xuanhuang waved his hand, about to make a move.

"Wait a minute. If the demon realm meets one of my conditions, I will offer up the Linglong Bone with both hands. Otherwise, the Xuanming Clan would rather self-destruct."

"Hmm? What are the conditions?"

"Use the power of the demon realm to help me kill Grandmaster Yandu."

"it is good!"

Emperor Xuan agreed.

Previously, Hell Transformation had already incurred the enmity of Yan Du, so why not take this opportunity to eliminate Yan Du, remove any future troubles, and at the same time obtain the Linglong Bone?

"Tomorrow at dusk, the demon army will be waiting at the Sunset Broken Bridge outside Yandu. Remember, the ancient tomb of the departed smoke will not die; it is your Holy Infant Master who will die."

After Xuanming left, everyone anxiously asked Emperor Xuan, "What should we do?"

"We must burn our bridges and set sail for Yandu tomorrow. If we succeed, we will take Linglong Bone; if we fail, we will march on Lake Rippling Colors."

"Should we still ask Tiandu for help?"

After considering for a long time, Xuanhuang said, "No need. With wolves all around, the weak will not survive. The demon realm must rely on its own strength to stand firm."

"Yes."

Xuanming returned to the Ice Tower.

The scorching sun has passed, and the Ice Tower has returned to its former state of ice sculptures and snow. The deputy tower master, Loubing, is leading his surviving subjects to clean up the battlefield and bury the corpses.

Beneath the ice, streaks of blood red can still be seen.

"Ice King, you're safe and sound! That's wonderful!"

Xuanming suppressed his injured power and came to the royal palace. He then sank the coffin of his younger brother Mi Dubai and the jewelry of his younger sister Shuangliu Yueke into the deepest part of the Ice Tower, into the Extreme Ice Jade Marrow.

Loubing asked, puzzled, "Ice King, what does this mean?"

"Vice Lord, you shall immediately lead the remaining subjects away from the Ice Tower and seek another place to live in the Bitter Realm."

"Ice King?"

"Tomorrow, I will wage war against Yandu. I must avenge the death of the Phoenix Throne and my brother!"

"Let your subordinates fight alongside you."

"No need. I beg you to preserve the bloodline of Binglou. When Jingping comes in the future, you can lead the people of Binglou back. If my sister is still alive, she will continue to lead you."

"Ice King..."

"Go."

"Your subordinate bids farewell."

Soon, riots broke out in the Ice Tower. People who had abandoned their homes and livelihoods followed the Ice Clan, looking back at each step, and left the home they had lived in for a thousand years.

Xuanming stood on the city wall, watching the people slowly walk away.

I still cherish the waters of my hometown, which carry my boat for thousands of miles.

As a monarch, if I cannot protect them, then I will keep them away from the flames of war. The Xuanming Clan does not want to see the tragedy of the War Cloud Realm repeat itself in the Ice Tower.

"Even in the ancient tombs, as smoke dissipates, I will drag you down to hell with me when I die."

The next day at dusk.

Beyond the city of Yan, the sun sets on the broken bridge, and the clouds in the sky are like fire.

Xuanming walked onto the broken bridge, leaped into the air, and threw out the snow essence in his hand: "Freeze a thousand miles, drink!"

Countless snowflakes fell in the form of a storm, accumulating into thick snow clouds over the city.

Between heaven and earth, only a vast expanse remains.

Gradually, the smoke-filled city, resembling a black and white landscape, solidified into a snow fortress, like another ice tower.

Even the smoke was startled, and Xigong Diaoying rushed out.

"Ice King, what does this mean?"

Xuanming said coldly, "Make Gu Ling Shiyan cripple her martial arts and come out to die, otherwise, in two hours, no one will be left alive."

"Ice King, you're ruthless! You actually used the people of Yandu to threaten a Grandmaster!"

"An eye for an eye, that's fair."

Xi Gong Diaoying left helplessly.

Protect the people or protect yourself?

Time passed second by second, and people outside the city waited, as did those inside.

The snow in the city piled up thicker and thicker, and the temperature dropped lower and lower. Soon, the houses and people were one, and from the ground up, they gradually turned into icicles.

"Help~"

"The child is frozen, father, what should we do?"

"Grandmaster, save me! Grandmaster!"

"Grandmaster~"

Desperate cries flowed like a river, reaching even the deepest recesses of the cold window of fame and fortune.

Xi Gong Diaoying waited quietly, and Gong Wuhou, who had returned to Yandu, also waited quietly.

The man who had been living a life of quiet contemplation finally made a move; the Grandmaster emerged, holding the Hundred Generations Kunwu Sword in his hand.

"Grandmaster?"

“I underestimated the Xuanming Clan. Summon Gong Wuhou and release the Giant Demon God to fight.”

"Yes!"

Amidst the bustling red carpet, Zhu Han helped Gong Wuhou put on his hat and fasten his belt: "Young Master, will the Grandmaster surrender?"

"Ha, how could he?"

"Young master, please be careful."

Gong Wuhou grinned silently.

Gu Ling Shiyan emerged from the city gate of Yandu, which had long since solidified into an ice wall. He was composed, followed by Xigong Diaoying and Gong Wuhou.

“Xuanming clan, withdraw your troops now. Yandu and Binglou will remain allies.”

“Dream!”

Suddenly, a roar erupted, and the giant demon god flew in like a black cloud, pouncing towards Xuanming.

The backlash from the exquisite bone caused Xuanming's already weakened body to plummet.

Just then, a massive demonic force shot straight into the sky, blocking the giant demon god's attack; the Ghost Desolate Hell Transformation had made its move.

Facing the troll god for the second time, Hell Transformation had considerable experience. He uttered ghostly words one by one, slowly leading the troll god out of the battlefield.

The troll god unleashed arcs of electricity, but could not penetrate the Hell Transformation protected by Ghost Words. In shock and anger, it broke free from the control of Xigong Diaoying and pursued Hell Transformation for over a hundred miles.

Seeing that Xuanming had come prepared, Gu Ling Shiyan slowly drew his Kunwu sword: "You've brought this upon yourselves, kill!"

"Time is wasted and fleeting, like foam on the water."

Zui Guangyin appeared on the battlefield, his bone knife clashing with a famous sword: "Grandmaster, your opponent is an old dog."

"What did Binglou give you? Wu Guling Shiyan can give you the same, or even better, terms."

"Then let's talk about it after you escape this death today."

"Insanity!"

With a cold glance, Gu Ling Shi Yan judged the situation on the field. The demon realm must have come for the Linglong Bone. If his side could capture Xuan Ming Shi first and use the Linglong Bone to threaten the demon realm, today's crisis could be resolved.

"After the palace is emptied, capture the Xuanming clan and first relieve the danger of the ice seal."

"Yes, Master."

Gong Wuhou slowly walked towards the injured Xuanming clan, but then a flash of sword light appeared before her eyes, and Huang Chujinshe appeared in front of her.

"In the beginning of time, the heavens and earth were bound by countless prohibitions, and the spirits were forced to open the gates of the earth. This path is blocked!"

Everyone has their own agenda, no need to say more.

The Buddha Bone Demon Blade bloomed in an instant, its Buddhist light merging with demonic energy, causing wind and clouds to surge across the vast sky, its power overwhelming the battlefield.