Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

Luo Hou's sand table came in handy; he arranged the battle situation of both sides on the sand table in a novel way:

The first wave of attacks from the Desire Realm should be spearheaded by the surrendered sects. These martial arts figures are both the fighting force and the pawns of the Desire Realm.

Ji Shanhu felt a deep pang of reluctance: "These people are also fellow sufferers of the Bitter Realm. Do we really want to wipe them out in one fell swoop?"

“Their roots are already rotten. If they are not eradicated completely, they will become a scourge to the people.”

"That's right! These surrendered sects slaughtered civilians even more diligently than the followers of the Desire Realm!"

Luo Hou put down two models: "The armored golem attacks from the ground, and the little Kun attacks from the air. Only when these people realize that they are fighting against demons and monsters will they feel real fear."

The second wave of attacks from the Desire Realm will be the Eight-Colored Banner Clan and Fu Yueying's poison.

Poisons that can be used extensively on the battlefield and produce immediate effects are not particularly rare. Before leaving, Gu Duming prepared a large quantity of antidotes.

Even if poisoned, the combination of the "Life Scroll" and the "Green Vine Cold" can sustain one for a period of time.

"The second wave of challengers: Yu Cixin, Huang Quan, Qing Haichao, Chao Yizhu, Zhi Xin, Mo Dao Juechen, Ji Xiashang, and Qing Shuangtai. Each of them will fight one banner, while Cui Luohan and Ji Shanhu will provide random support."

"Yes!"

Liao Tian was filled with hatred and only wanted to kill someone. He asked urgently, "Father, where am I?"

"Your internal energy is unstable. If you lose your balance on the battlefield, it will affect the fighting of others."

"I understand..."

"The eight-colored banners form a formation, and are commanded by flag signals. Once the formation's core is broken, you will be no different from ordinary martial artists. You must remain calm while you are in the formation."

Luo Hou continued moving the sand table, placing the three clay figures on Tiandu Square.

“When the Eight-Colored Banner is entangled by the people of Tiandu, Yanda and Mida will definitely take the stage. At that time, I will fight Mida and Brahma will fight Yanda.”

Yi Ye Shu nodded: "If Nüya doesn't arrive, Tiandu will surely win this battle."

"This battle may be subject to change, even changes we cannot foresee. Buddha Head, Shao Hao, you two observe the situation. If it becomes a general offensive, I will issue the order."

"Emperor Tathagata accepts the order."

"Hao'er obeys."

"Everyone rest and prepare for battle."

Midnight.

A dim moon shone on the Western Sea, and as if sensing the unease of the night, the Western Sea calmed its waves, becoming as silent as death.

Suddenly, the earth shook violently, and the army fled in panic. The Demon Buddha led 100,000 troops to attack Tiandu.

"Boundless Waves, flatten the Heavenly Capital!"

"Boundless Wave, kill the Martial Lord and capture the Martial Empress!"

"Boundless Wave, charge! Kill!"

The first wave of the offensive by the Desire Realm was led by Chi Hui Cihang, with all the elite forces of the surrendered sects participating, numbering over ten thousand.

At the abbess's command, all the sects bravely competed to cross the Western Sea using different methods.

Some flew through the air on swords, some crossed the river on a reed, and some conjured up small boats, fully demonstrating the extraordinary skills of martial arts masters.

Unexpectedly, those who flew on swords, those who flew across, and those who traveled by boat were all knocked back by a barrier.

The force you exert will be the force that rebounds.

The vanguard of the Desire Realm was instantly thrown into chaos.

Chi Hui Cihang was furious. He flicked his whisk, and blood-red energy erupted: "Melee fighters, advance! Ranged fighters, retreat! Concentrate your attacks on the barrier!"

The group stirred again, with melee and ranged fighters exchanging positions before following the nun to attack directly above the West Sea.

Yan Da and Mida watched the battle from a nearby peak.

Why is Tiandu so quiet?

"Could they have already abandoned the city and fled?"

Just as the two were speculating, a loud bang was heard, and a colossal creature traversed the Western Sea, landing like a mountain in the vanguard.

At the same time, a dark cloud drifted in from the sky, and as it flew closer, it shot countless pillars of lightning downwards.

Amidst the lightning and thunder, the mountain-like monster stood up, revealing itself to be a giant in iron armor, approximately a hundred feet tall.

The giant swung his iron fist and smashed it out, sending seven or eight bodies flying within its range.

With one punch, seven or eight more bodies flew into the air.

The giant kicked out, and a row of experts flew out like stones, falling to the ground with a series of thuds.

Another kick sent another row of people flying and crashing to the ground.

Blood and foam poured down from above like a torrential rain, and severed limbs fell to the ground like fallen leaves.

The monstrous beast in the clouds was even more terrifying. It swooped down, tearing apart its enemies with its claws, turning everything in its path into scorched earth.

Even its long tail, when swept left and right, could knock down hundreds of people.

The formation is in disarray.

No matter how much the nun shouted, these martial artists only cared about escaping for their lives, and there were even instances of them trampling each other.

Mida stared in disbelief as the vanguard was defeated without even breaking the barrier.

“Chi Hui Cihang once said that there is a puppet in the heavens. I thought she was exaggerating. I was wrong.”

"Hmph, these martial arts practitioners are truly useless."

"When fighting against skilled opponents, having more people is useful, because human strength is finite. But when facing unknown monsters, humans tend to amplify their fears."

"Let me go."

Mida stopped him: "Wait a minute. Since these Jianghu people are useless, let them shed their last drop of blood for the Desire Realm."

The massacre of tens of thousands of people lasted for a long time. These surrendered martial arts elites did indeed shed their last drop of blood for the Desire Realm, breaking the Heavenly Capital Barrier before their entire army was wiped out.

Liao Tian and Ling Shuixian retrieved Xiao Kun and the Ironclad Puppet, respectively.

The eight people stepped out of Tiandu, swept across the Western Sea, and landed in the middle of the battlefield.

Eighty thousand banners from the Desire Realm roared in.

Flags flutter in the west wind, swords reflect in the blood.

Each person faces one banner, yet they fight against ten thousand.

Huang Quan, carrying a silver spear, stepped into the formation of the Plain Yellow Banner: "Brothers, let's start the competition!"

ZLQ, a user named Zhixin, commented: "I haven't experienced a scene like this in a long time. It really makes me miss it."

"A thousand years of lofty aspirations, a hundred forms of change, Heaven has ordained the Qilin to be majestic. Hidden in the thunder palace, ascending the steps of Yao, cleansing the turbid sea, all things begin anew, forgetting the world and resting on Penglai."

As Ji Xiashang brandished his twin swords, the wind blew and flames rose, making the bright red flag appear even more vibrant.

A wave of light swept up a graceful figure as it burst into the white banner.

The vast ocean, with its raging waves and whip-like shadows, was suddenly engulfed in utter destruction.

"Desert sandstorm, kill!"

The Mo Dao Juechen broadsword flashed, swirling sand and dust, turning sand into sword shadows, sword energy into illusory sand, and the Embroidered Yellow Banner followers were lost in the north wind and sandstorm.

Qing Shuangtai finally got his chance to shine, and the Qingbai Jue sword flew out of the Taibai Qin box.

Using qi to control the sword, plum blossoms fall amidst the snow.

Both plum blossoms and snow are beautiful, so beautiful that they were still fluttering in the air when the throats of the followers of the Desire Realm were severed.

Compared to the beautiful sword intent of Qing Shuangtai, Yu Cixin's was much more violent. Her halberd also brought out bursts of ice and snow, freezing the Xiu Hongfan crowd into ice pillars.

"The universe is utterly destroyed, drink!"

Yu Cixin didn't care about any array points. With the foundation of the ruined scroll and her unparalleled strength, the ground split a hundred feet and a thousand-foot snow peak was uprooted.

All that could be heard were screams of agony. The embroidered red banner followers either fell into the abyss or froze into the ice peaks. In the blink of an eye, seven or eight out of ten of the ten thousand-strong army were gone.

Seeing that everyone had entered the formation, Chao Yizhu slowly stepped into the embroidered white banner.

After being treated by the Scroll of Life and the Eighth Grade Divine Power, Chao Yizhu's chronic illness was completely cured. In addition, with his comprehension of the "Demon Buddha Holy Scripture", his physical strength was restored to its peak state.

At this moment, Gan Ge Ding transformed into a small white jade sword and killed the enemy on its own. At the same time, he waved his hands and unleashed his famous technique, the Crossing Scale Hand.

"Alas, the world is in turmoil, and there are too many demons in the world. Today, Nanmian vows to send you all to the Western Paradise to meet the Buddha!"

Eight people stormed the eight formations, and eight blood flowers bloomed in the midst of the massive formation of ten thousand.

"How is this possible? How could there be so many experts in Tiandu?"

Mida couldn't believe his eyes.

Yan Da's ferocity was aroused instead: "I'll go!"

He rushed to the battlefield, and just as he was about to burst into ZLQ, a figure flashed before his eyes: "Yan Da, Brahma has been waiting for you for a long time."

"One Page Book!"

"Great Brahma's Holy Palm, drink!"

"The raging sea demolishes the mountain!"

Demon and Buddha faced off once more, both aware that this was a battle with no room for mercy, and that risking their lives was the only way to end their nemesis.

On the mountain peak, Mida hugged Fu Yueying: "Yueying, it's up to you now."

"Moonshadow will not disappoint the Demon Buddha."

"Go and release the poison. I will take this opportunity to enter Tiandu, capture that brat, and lure Nuya into merging with me."

"Moon Shadow understands."

The two rushed to the battlefield at the same time, not waiting for Fu Yueying's poison to take effect. Mida tapped the waves a few times, rode the waves, and sneaked into Tiandu Square.

Before they could even steady themselves, a faint voice rang out: "Welcome to the Heavenly Capital, Mara the Demon Buddha."

Then, a majestic figure appeared in the moonlight.

"You are Luo Hou?"

"Of course."