Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

Muttering to himself, he suddenly remembered the reason for his imprisonment and began to curse again: "A sword's gleam, ancient tombs shrouded in mist, damn it!"

Every time he thought of those two people, he felt an urge to kill. Only by killing, and killing again and again, could he quell his hatred.

Suddenly, a clap of thunder rolled by, boom, boom.

He immediately perked up at the bottom of the well: "Is it going to rain? Come on, rain already!"

Before the downpour, the chef selling Magic Vegetable Soup pushed his food cart and hurriedly searched for shelter.

Finally spotting a deserted pavilion, he pushed his cart inside.

"Sigh, the rain just started out of nowhere, without any warning."

Suddenly, a soft, feminine voice rang out: "Hun Qian Shou, hand over the key to Quan Yu Jing."

The chef looked in alarm at the person approaching the deserted pavilion. Dressed in emerald green, he resembled a slender bamboo, holding a folding fan and calmly waving it.

"Who are you? I don't know what you're talking about."

"Hun Qianshou, one of the four who participated in sealing Baoyu Xinnu, has a mark left by you on the Lieyang Pillar where the key was placed."

The newcomer took out a piece of cloth with three hands drawn on it, which was left by the Ghost Thief Hun Qianshou.

The rain had started falling outside the pavilion. The chef abandoned his food cart and rushed into the rain, trying to escape. But as soon as he moved, a long sword was placed against his neck.

Do you think your legs are faster, or my sword?

"He's a demon, we can't let him out!"

"My patience is limited."

Helpless, the cook took out the key to the well and handed it to the green-clad swordsman, then watched him walk away.

"The demon is about to emerge! I must quickly find Lianzhuang to hide in. No, my daughter and I must retreat into seclusion!"

The chef rushed into the rain, heading towards a place he hadn't returned to in a long time.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, amidst lightning and thunder, the rain poured down.

"Hahahaha! It's raining, it's raining! Ten thousand downpours! I can go out now!"

Someone took out a key and unlocked the chain on the manhole cover.

"Come out, Stormheart Slave."

A blue-haired boy dressed in a black robe rushed forward, holding a huge scythe that was taller than his head.

"You who released me, what do you want from Xin Nu?"

The green-clad swordsman chuckled: "Do you know who Du Wuyu cares about most?"

"who is it?"

"His friend was Xuanming, the master of the Ice Tower. Although Xuanming is dead, the Ice Tower Princess is still alive and is said to be hiding in Tiandu in the Western Martial World."

"So, you wanted Xin Nu to kill for you. How wicked you are."

"Please."

Bao Yuxinnu returned to the old site of the Zoroastrian Temple.

Centuries have passed, and the once bustling Zoroastrian temple is now nothing but scattered bones.

In the final battle, the righteous forces, due to the Langhua Banquet massacre, broke through the Zoroastrian sect. All his followers were martyred, and he was captured.

Out of consideration for his father, Du Wuyu only imprisoned him, saying, "Take ten thousand showers of rain, and that should wash away your sins."

"Sin? Hahaha, Xin Nu doesn't think so, dear Zoroastrian God, Xin Nu of Storms is back."

Swinging his scythe, sweeping away the bones and dust on the main hall, Stormheart Slave leaned against the fire demon totem of the main hall and sat down.

"Let me first list my enemies in order: Du Wuyu? Gu Ling Shiyan? Senior Brother? Hun Qianshou? Princess Binglou? Tiandu..."

Muttering the name of her enemy, Stormy Heart Slave gradually fell asleep.

In his dream, he returned to the year he first entered the martial arts world, dreaming of becoming a top-notch swordsman. His first battle was against the Sword King Jiu Qiansheng.

As expected, Stormy Hearts was defeated.

But unexpectedly, Bao Yu Xin Nu fell in love with the man who defeated her, a man with the strongest swordsmanship and the gentlest nature.

After his defeat, Stormheart left home and wandered around until one day he saw this totem with a troll eye on it and absorbed endless power from it.

He abandoned the Lie family sword technique and switched to using a sickle because Jiu Qiansheng said he was not suited to using a sword.

When he returned to the martial arts world, he received an invitation to the Langhua Banquet as the head of the Zoroastrian Dance Division.

That day was a beautiful day.

Jiu Qiansheng, dressed in pristine white, arrived gracefully with an equally handsome young man in white.

The organizer, Wen Xizai, smiled broadly and invited Jiu Qiansheng to sit in the seat of the Yuan character.

There are two seats in the Yuan character seat. Bao Yuxin Nu felt that the remaining seat was his own. Sitting side by side with Jiu Qiansheng in the Yuan character seat was his goal in all these years.

“Mr. Wen, this is my friend Zui Guangyin. May I have him sit with me in the Yuan class? His swordsmanship is no less than mine.”

"Yes, please."

Wen Xizai obeyed all of Jiu Qiansheng's requests.

Bao Yuxin Nu slammed the table in front of her over, making such a loud noise that Jiu Qiansheng turned around and looked back.

"It's you?"

Jiu Qiansheng recognized him, but only gave him a faint glance, far less than the tenderness and smile he showed when looking at Zui Guangyin.

That gentleness and smile once belonged to Bao Yuxinnu.

Stormy Hearts is heartbroken.

He withdrew from the Langhua Banquet, first killing Wen Xizai's daughter and framing Zui Guangyin, then forcing Zui Guangyin to drink poison to prove his innocence.

To save Zui Guangyin, Jiu Qiansheng ventured into the Eighteen Hells Formation designed by Bao Yuxinnu to rescue him.

Within the Eighteen Hells Formation, he used the life-threatening power of the most glorious moment to cause Jiu Qiansheng's defeat, and then forcibly tore off Jiu Qiansheng's ears with his hands.

“You once said that your soul was hidden in these beautiful ears, so I will leave them here.”

Upon learning the news, Du Wuyu rushed to rescue Jiuqiansheng and Zuiguangyin.

He took his anger out on the Wen family and, in one night, massacred the entire Wen family and eight thousand of their guests.

Later, Du Wuyu joined forces with Gu Ling Shiyan to break through the Zoroastrian sect and imprison him in Quanyu Well.

Shuangliu Yueke had no idea that she had become the prey of Baoyu Xinnu.

She was not in Tiandu at this moment, but deep inside the Ice Tower, carving Ji Wuxia's body, with Zhi Xin and Liao Tian guarding her side.

Xuanming has already set off for the Mud Goddess Dark Realm.

In the battle against Bo Xun, Wu Jun, Yi Ye Shu, Fo Shou, Feng Yin Zi, and Gui Huang Hell Transformation were all seriously injured and returned, which greatly shocked Shuang Liu Yue Ke. She no longer asked for her brother's resurrection.

The carving project lasted for three days.

"The Frost-Carving and Snow-Bathing Form-Seizing Technique, drink!"

With skillful carving, a crystal-clear female body slowly took shape.

Its face is so lifelike, displaying both a cold and aloof demeanor and a secluded orchid in a secluded valley.

“Zhi Xin, the soul and body.”

"coming."

Zhi Xin took out Duan Junheng's spirit pearl. Ji Wuxia's soul had been drawn into the spirit pearl from the soul-gathering array. At this moment, the shaping was completed, the spirit pearl flashed, and the soul flew into the statue.

With a soft voice, the statue opened its eyes: "Huh, where am I?"

"Sister Ji, you're finally back!"

"Liaotian, is that you?"

Liao Tian burst into tears of joy: "That's wonderful! Sister Ji, you remember me!"

"Who are these two?"

"Demon Emperor Zhixin and Princess Binglou, you were injured, and they healed you."

Ji Wuxia stood up to thank the two of them. Fearing any complications, Zhi Xin and the princess did not say much and accepted the greetings without hesitation.

Unfortunately, Ji Wuxia's Yuan Gong was absorbed by Yan Da, and at this moment her foundation was completely destroyed, her realm fell to the post-natal level, and she only had one set of Quick Snow Clearing Sword moves left for self-defense.

Upon returning to Tiandu, they discovered that Ji Wuxia had forgotten everyone except Liao Tian and Xiao Kun.

Of the five people severely injured by Mara, only Yi Ye Shu received healing from Xuanpin and the Bodhisattva; the other four were recuperating in Tiandu.

In particular, Emperor Tathagata suffered a shockwave from the explosion of the Spirit Buddha Heart, and his physical body was almost completely destroyed.

If it weren't for Shaohao and the Pure Lapis Lazuli Bodhisattva's timely rescue, Buddha's life would have been in grave danger.

Half a month later, Luo Hou's injuries had mostly healed, while the other three were still lying in the medical hut.

Unable to stay still any longer, Feng Yinzi struggled to find Luo Hou and devised a plan to kill the "Saint Demon History".

Luo Hou stopped him: "Don't force yourself. I will handle this book."

“This book is destined to be destroyed in an extraordinary way. I must return to Time City and ask Qi Luosheng for help.”

“I naturally have a way, but if you want me to completely eliminate the ‘Saint Demon History’ for you, you have to agree to two conditions.”

Kōonko doesn't have much time left; ending "The Holy Demon History" is his final task.

Hearing Luo Hou's words, he was skeptical: "If you can completely eliminate him, you can go into Qin Jiaxian's Thousand Evil Cave and choose any rare treasures you like."

"I want your two martial arts techniques, One Person Three Transformations and Divine Body Condensation. The divine energy and Buddhist energy in my son Liaotian's body cannot be refined, so I can only transfer them out through the Body Transformation."

"It's just martial arts, deal."

These two martial arts techniques were not considered top-notch among his many hundred unique skills, but Feng Yinzi readily agreed.

"Another condition: I know you want to turn the Ghostly Desolation Hell into a place where you can silently write down the heavenly prophecies, so why send her to her death?"

"This is the destiny that will transform hell."

“If you really want this destiny, put the ghost hand on my arm, and I will write it for her.”

"Wu Jun, this is not something to be taken lightly."