Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

"What an unexpected gain, hahaha! Hell Transformation, you've done a great job. I've released the Holy Infant Lord; let him come to see me."

"Thank you."

The Ghostly Desolation Hell transformed back into the Hundred Demon Path of Mount Zhuanqiu, where the demon vein of the Holy Fire Source was opened, and a demonic energy more powerful than ever before continuously flowed into the Holy Infant's main body.

Soon, the body slowly transformed into an even more intense demonic flame.

The Prison Heavenly Emperor, the Fallen God Palace, Yama, and others were all gathered here, and upon seeing this scene, they were all filled with panic:

"What's going on?"

"Oh no! The Holy Infant Master has been devoured by the demonic flames!"

"That bitch Ye Xiao lied to us!"

Suddenly, the voice of the Holy Infant Master came from within the demonic flames: "This is my most primal state, the Flame of Immortality."

"The Holy Infant Lord!"

"You've all worked hard. Now I possess greater power than before, so you can put your burdens down."

The Xuan Emperor said, "In order to protect the Holy Infant Master, the Demon Realm has had many conflicts with the outside world, and has formed many grudges, especially with the Ice Tower and Smoke Capital, two of the Four Wonders. The details are as follows..."

Xuanhuang recounted the process by which the demon realm attacked Yandu, resulting in the death of a Grandmaster and the Ice Tower Master.

"Hmph, the Four Wonders have always had a grudge against the Demon Realm. The hatred caused by the Giant Demon God's ramming of the Hundred Demon Road back then can be considered a revenge today. However, since Ice Tower is willing to resolve the old grievances between the two realms, then let it go. As for Smoke Capital, the ringleader is already dead, so there is no need to pursue and wipe out the remnants."

"Yes."

Hell Change said, "Night Laugh would like to invite you and your party to enjoy the shimmering lake scenery."

"I also want to meet this guardian of the demon vein."

Then the flame flickered slightly, and the person had vanished.

"In the chaos of a thousand years, the phoenix's shadow is hidden, and the waves of the world are surpassed by clouds; in a moment, the smoke of war is magnificent, and the flames drink the light of the sky."

Yan Wushang arrived at the shimmering lake, but what awaited him was not a reunion, but a sudden, devastating palm strike.

"The Holy Infant Lord!"

The fiery demonic aura stirred up a thousand feet of mortal dust, and the sinister resentment brought with it a fierce killing intent.

Although it was a brief exchange of blows, both men went all out, fighting with such intensity that the heavens and earth shook.

The Linglong Bone has been passed down for generations, and the curse power within it has gathered into a mountain. Combined with the supernatural power of the Primordial Creation Ball, even after absorbing both, Ye Xiao was still no match for the Holy Infant Master and was knocked back several steps.

Yan Wushang also absorbed the immense demonic power deep within the demonic vein and launched a fierce attack, gaining the upper hand.

"So you are the legendary Guardian Clan? I never imagined that a woman could possess such strength. I admire you."

"It is a disgrace to me for you to say such things, because you have no right to judge me, no right to be the king of the demon realm."

"Just because you once used the demonic vein to bind my fire soul, does that make you arrogant?"

Ye Xiao coldly said, "Even if you have superb martial arts skills, or even if you are the reincarnation of the God of War Blood Tears, you still cannot control the demon spirits that are connected with the demon bloodline. This means that your cultivation has not reached its peak. So how will you lead the demon realm to compete with various forces for the world?"

"What do you mean?"

"According to the rules of the Guardian Clan, if another demon were to challenge you, would you be confident of victory? Only the true victor will be granted the Demon Realm Scepter. And the Demon Realm Scepter can command the worship of all demons."

Yan Wushang couldn't believe that any demon could rival him now: "If it's the Ghost Desolate lineage, I'd like to fight her. If she can win me over, I'm willing to submit."

"It's not about Hell Transformation, as for the candidates... hehehe, you'll find out soon enough."

"Humph!"

Yan Wushang left this place.

At the same time, Bu Xiangchen dispelled the formation and walked out of the desolate forest.

Just as she found a page of the book, only to be driven away by Mo Dao Juechen, the aftereffects of consuming Zang Yunxiao's heart flared up, forcing her to retreat to the flower and tree formation to recuperate.

Bu Xiangchen, disregarding her return to Chunxiao Youmeng Tower, rushed to Tiandu. It was said that Yu Shou Jiu Zhen Cui Luo Han's medical skills were unparalleled, and since the people of Tiandu were familiar with the Book of Life, they might be able to solve her problem.

This was Bu Xiangxiang's first time stepping into Tiandu.

As she was a female guest, Jun Manlu greeted her at the door: "Master of Youmeng Tower, please follow me."

Upon seeing Jun Manlu's beautiful face, Bu Xiangchen was momentarily stunned. How could such beauty remain unknown in the martial arts world?

She waved her fan and smiled, "May I ask your name, Miss, and what your relationship is with Lord Wu?"

"You can just call me Manlu, I am a junior of Wu Jun."

"I wonder if Empress Wu is here today?"

Jun Manlu replied with a smile, "Empress Wu is also here. She is currently in Tiandu Square instructing the young master of Xuanling in martial arts."

Bu Xiangchen's interest suddenly piqued: "Sister Manlu, could you show me the elegance of Empress Wu and the young master?"

"Yes, this way please."

We soon arrived at Tiandu Square. The ice and snow had melted, and several rows of old plum trees were in full bloom, their fragrance intoxicating.

Amidst the falling plum blossoms, a woman in a pink dress brandished a long halberd, her movements graceful and agile, like a celestial being descending from the heavens, displaying unparalleled heroism.

"drink!"

A spear suddenly flew diagonally, its sharp killing intent piercing through Bu Xiangchen.

Bu Xiangchen was shocked. She quickly waved her folding fan, and a clear clang of metal clashing rang out as a child thrust a halberd at her.

The woman wielding the halberd stopped and shouted, "Xianling, you mustn't be rude to your guest."

"Mother, she's staring at you suspiciously, with ill intentions!"

Bu Xiangchen was extremely embarrassed, while Jun Manlu covered her mouth and chuckled: "Master, this is the young master of Tiandu, Xianling, and this is Empress Wu."

He then introduced Yu Cixin, saying, "Empress Wu, this is Bu Xiangchen, the owner of the Spring Night Dream Pavilion. He has something to ask of you, Empress Wu."

"Greetings to Empress Wu, greetings to the young master."

Yu Cixin returned the greeting: "I apologize, my son is unruly, please forgive him, Master."

"No... Hehe, I still have matters to discuss with Lord Wu, so I'll take my leave for now."

"please."

Bu Xiangchen glanced at the young master. Although the child was rude, his perfect face was no less than Shao Hao's. In a few years, he would probably be able to charm countless young girls.

However, Empress Wu is still more charming.

As she reminisced, Bu Xiangchen followed Jun Manlu to Wu Jun's reception room.

Upon seeing this profound and dignified man again, Bu Xiangchen became more cautious, abandoning her arrogance and respectfully asking, "Martial Lord, Bu Xiangchen is now a subject under the rule of Tiandu, and is facing a life-or-death crisis. Please save my life, Martial Lord."

Luo Hou glanced at her and said, "You look quite well."

Bu Xiangchen clutched her chest: "I am heartbroken... I would like to ask the physicians of Tiandu to treat me."

"This is Zang Yunxiao's resentment before his death, not his illness."

Bu Xiangchen was suddenly startled; Wu Jun really did know everything.

"Please, Lord Wu, show me a way to survive."

"Lake Rippling Colors, one of the three major demon realms, is inhabited by a guardian demon spirit named Night Laughter. She can absorb the resentment of Burial Clouds for you, but she will definitely make a condition."

"What conditions?"

"No matter the circumstances, I'm warning you not to court death."

Luo Hou's words were as usual, but upon closer examination of their meaning, Bu Xiangchen felt a chill.

"I understand. Bu Xiangchen will take her leave now."

"Manlu saw the guest off."

Mida waited for three days at the Spring Night Dream Pavilion, but instead of seeing Bu Xiangchen return, he was greeted by people from Tianfo Yuanxiang.

After being healed and restored by Jianzi Xianji and Shulou Longsu, Fojian Fenshuo launched a swift attack, aiming directly at Mida.

Buddha and his robes, adorned with cherry blossoms, arrived simultaneously.

Without Bu Xiangchen's miraculous formation, and with Fu Yueying's strange poison neutralized by the Hundred Spirit Pill given to Chang Yingluo by the Poison Queen, Mida lost his support and had to face the killing moves of the two Buddhas alone.

Seeing that the poison had lost its effectiveness, Mida hurriedly called out to Fu Yueying behind him, "You should leave quickly!"

“Buddha, please take care of yourself. I... I cannot be a burden to you.”

Fu Yueying rushed out.

In the garden, the two Buddhas and the demon immediately clashed.

The sword vanquishes evil, the palm subdues demons; the sharp sword is filled with killing intent, the mighty palm shows no mercy, and Mi Da is injured in the blink of an eye.

In the face of imminent danger, Mida fought desperately: "I am a Buddha-Demon, you cannot kill me, Blood Seal Buries the Heavenly Wheel!"

Amidst the intertwined blood and light, Mida's strange eyes radiated boundless evil power, and the world suddenly plunged into darkness, as if the entire human realm had fallen into an inescapable hell.

"Sattva Three Witnesses, Maha Immeasurable One Transmission of the Lamp, Ho!"

"All truths are destroyed!"

The two Buddhas and the demon clashed with their powerful attacks, shattering the heavens and earth, destroying the wind and clouds, and causing the Youmeng Tower to suffer an unexpected calamity. The blooming flowers and even the deep roots underground were shaken out.

Having suffered two severe blows, Mida screamed in agony as blood splattered high in the air, and then collapsed to the ground.

Chang Yingluo did not stop. Instead, she summoned the Seven Buddhas Refining Array. The words of the Buddhas burned like fire, and the Buddha's light burned away the sins, but it could not refine the body of Mi Da.

Seeing this, Buddha Sword wielded another sword, its Buddhist light blazing brightly as it shot into the heavens.

However, Mida's body remained unchanged.

Buddha Sword observed, "Mida seems to have entered a state of tortoise-like breathing, making him difficult to destroy by external forces."

Chang Yingluo said helplessly, "Take him away."

A moment later, Bu Xiangchen returned to Youmeng Tower, only to find the entire garden desolate; her soft couch, flowers, and trees were all gone.

Only the ravaged earth remained, its dust lingering for a long time.

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Chapter 239 A single page is thin, yet a hundred generations of trials and tribulations cannot be fully recorded.