Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

“Old man, let her go. You know she will die after she finishes writing it, so why sacrifice the real person standing in front of you for something so elusive and hard to find?”

The two disagreed again.

Over the years, the two have had collaborations, disagreements, and parted ways, but this time, in their fight against Mara, they have walked side by side without any reservations and even risked their lives.

Kou Yinzi was unwilling to disrupt the rare situation, but said meaningfully, "You have been too supportive of the demon realm, after all, they are not of our kind."

"The Holy Infant Lord has already secured his position as the King of the Demon Realm. It may not necessarily be a bad thing for him to rule over the other demon races in the future."

Kou Yinzi was suddenly startled: "Could it be that you took in Zhi Xin and his son in order to support the creation of a demon realm?"

"There are bad apples among the three religions, and good people among the demons."

"I hope you won't regret nurturing these forces in the future."

Luo Hou smiled faintly: "I owe you a favor for the Ghost Wasteland Hell Transformation. In the future, I will do you another favor, and you can make any request you want."

After hesitating for a long time, Kōonko finally agreed: "Okay."

After receiving the "History of the Holy Demons," Luo Hou led Shao Hao to Tianzang Mountain and entered the Kingdom of the Dead.

It has been a long time since I last visited. I never imagined that the Kingdom of the Dead would now have all sorts of buildings. In the wilderness outside the capital, there are rows and rows of shacks.

“Father, this house was built from the trees felled in the Fire Hell. The people of the Dead Kingdom have finally come out of the cave.”

"Eating cooked food and having a house is a qualitative leap."

“In the dwelling place of Heaven and Earth, I specially planted plants, which should now have taken root and sprouted.”

The two arrived at the Celestial's residence, and sure enough, a layer of green grass covered the entire courtyard.

Mossy traces climb the steps, green grass enters the curtain.

The heavens and the earth are playing chess, playing blindfold chess.

Upon seeing Luo Hou and his companion arrive, the Earthly One greeted them warmly: "Martial Lord, it's been a long time."

“I have come to deliver a gift.”

"Oh?"

Luo Hou raised the book in his hand: "The Holy Demon History contains enormous energy. If this energy were absorbed by the Myriad Demon Furnace..."

The chess piece in the Celestial's hand fell to the ground with a thud: "Luo Hou, I don't believe you're so kind."

"I naturally have conditions."

"Speak frankly."

“If one day in the future, the Realm of Suffering and the Realm of the Six Heavens are at odds, I want you to stand on the side of the Realm of Suffering.”

These words greatly surprised the Heavenly Beings and the Earthly Beings: "The Six Heavens Realm? How is that possible!"

"Luo Hou, I advise you to abandon this dangerous idea."

"Don't you want the power of Hades, the King of the Underworld?"

"The power of this book is insufficient to break my seal."

"In addition to its own energy, this book also seals two great demons from the Black Sea Hell."

The Celestial One was caught in a fierce internal struggle. He came from the realm of the Six Heavens and knew all too well how terrifying the Gate of Light was. Even if he regained his former divine powers, he would still be a defeated opponent of the Sun God.

But he was tired of this kind of life, tired of his own powerlessness.

"Luo Hou, I grant your request, but if the power of the 'Saint Demon Origin History' is insufficient to awaken Hades, you will need to provide me with more energy in the future."

"can."

Immediately, a brown cauldron with four legs and countless bone spurs was summoned by the Celestial Being.

Luo Hou threw the book in his hand into the box.

In an instant, demonic energy surged into the sky, green light flashed, and painful roars came from within the furnace.

"Ah~ Uh!"

"Roar~ Roar!"

The primordial power was refined by the Myriad Demon Furnace, and Yuan Shi Tianzai, Cangjie Tianxie, and Miao Sitong were all absorbed back into the book. Together with the Winged Heaven Demon and the Yi'er Demon sealed in the book, they all howled.

As time passed, the howling grew fainter and fainter. An hour later, the Myriad Demon Furnace fell silent, leaving only a furnace of pure energy radiating a dazzling light.

Unable to contain his excitement, the Celestial Being uttered a soft cry: "Eye of the Gods, drink!"

The energy in the furnace entered the Celestial's body along with the incantation, constantly impacting the divine seal on the Celestial's forehead.

Just as the seal began to loosen and Hades was about to awaken, a surprised soliloquy echoed from the Palace of Light:

"The mandate of heaven has changed, so why has Chifeitian awakened at this time?"

After waiting for a while, the divine seal was not broken, and Chifeitian's consciousness fell into slumber again.

"Heh, still lacking some energy. An anomaly in the Bitter Realm, keep up the good work."

In the corresponding Dark Gate, the Abandoned Emperor quietly replays the process of Rahu and others battling Bo Xun.

"A vast expanse of sand, a hidden palace, a place I cherish."

Beside him was a demon god with three heads and six arms, whose face was exactly the same as Mara's.

"Your Majesty, it is my incompetence that is the cause. Please punish me."

"You are indeed incompetent."

The demon god hurriedly said, "Although I failed, the progress of my latent desires is going smoothly. Once it succeeds, all the losses can be made up."

The Abandoned Emperor shrugged: "I only care about the Bitter Realm becoming stronger."

"this?"

"If I don't become stronger, how can my physical body be accommodated?"

Light and darkness are both stirring. On the preaching platform of another world, the high monk is not giving a sermon today, but instead welcoming a person who is bathed in holy light and a rain of flowers.

"Yu Zhixiang, Mara has failed, the righteous path has triumphed, you have done very well."

“Yu Zhixiang dares not take credit; everything was arranged by the Buddha.”

"The Dharma of Suffering will continue for a thousand years. During this time, we can break through the cycle of reincarnation, build the underworld, and allow life to flow again."

"Accept the order."

"Comparing the realm of light and the realm of darkness, our power is still very weak. Only when reincarnation is established, and everyone cultivates this life for the next, will we have an inexhaustible source of faith power."

(Finish today, start a new book tomorrow)

Chapter 250 The judges are in place, but the contestants are still on their way.

After the battle of Mara, the heavens were at peace.

Those who were recovering from their injuries naturally did so, while those who hadn't participated in the battle were stimulated and began training frantically.

Empress Wu's eight dragon imperial aura was slapped away by Yan Da in white armor, making the usually arrogant crowd understand what the difference in power truly meant.

Moreover, most people were not as good as Empress Wu.

Shame inspires courage – this perfectly encapsulates the spirit of this period.

Xiao Jiandun and Duanmie Chanti returned from the Four Realms with the women, children, and elderly who had fled to avoid disaster, bringing news that the Heavenly Venerable Emperor Yin had agreed to serve as judges.

The crows also flew back from the Southern Region and informed Butterfly Lord and the others that they had arrived at Wanyi Merchant Castle.

To allow Xiaoyue to fully experience the sea voyage, Butterfly Lord piloted his large ship southward along the Inner Sea, then turned into the high seas, sailing all the way to the Southern Region of the Bitter Realm.

All the docks along the southern coast were under the control of Wanyi Merchant Castle. After Crow Soul visited Cui Wanyi, Butterfly Lord's ship was able to dock at the port.

Although Cui Wanyi was a businessman, he was no stranger to the name of Yin Chuan Butterfly Lord. He personally welcomed Butterfly Lord and his family, along with Xiao Liuguang and Sheng Junshi.

When Cui Wanyi saw the hold full of gold, his eyes nearly popped out of his head in shock.

"Alas, if my son-in-law had the financial management skills of Butterfly King, I would feel at ease entrusting my family property to him."

Gongsun Yue smiled and said, "Wealth is just an external thing; your daughter's happiness is what the fortress lord truly desires."

Seeing the clever and lively Xiaoyue again, Cui Wan became even more melancholy: "What exactly is Huang Quan...?"

Upon receiving the message from the crow, Luo Hou arranged for Liao Tian to ride the little Kun to pick up the person. Now, two judges are in place, and only the last one, Tianhuang Bulao Shao Duxing, remains.

This old man is arrogant, and given that Luo Hou had previously disrespected him, he's quite difficult to deal with.

Fortunately, Butterfly's ship passed through several exotic ports along the way, finding a magical creature for Rahu. With this creature, the chances of success increased greatly.

When Liao Tian picked them up, the cargo hold was so full of gold that it almost crushed Xiao Kun, which fluttered all the way back to Tiandu.

Arriving at Tiandu Square, one finds early spring with willows swaying like smoke, peach and plum blossoms just about to bloom, a gentle breeze blowing, and the lake water clear and shallow.

Butterfly Lord, however, was unimpressed: "This is the capital? It's not as big as the Butterfly Kingdom, nor as beautiful as my Hanging Gardens! No dancers, no orchestras... Hmm, how come there are so many women?"

Upon seeing names like Ji Wuxia, Jun Manlu, Ling Ziling, Jieyu, and Cuiluohan, Butterfly swallowed back the words "bad review."

In the evening, a grand welcome banquet was naturally held.

Luo Hou arranged a separate sleeping quarters for Butterfly Lord's family: "The Sword Review Meeting will continue for some time, so please stay here for now."

Butterfly Lord tossed his long hair: "I have come here only to challenge the Heavenly Capital Martial Lord! If you win, I will waive my appearance fee; if you lose, you will give that magical beast to Xiaoyue as a pet."

Before Luo Hou could reply, Xiao Yue frowned and exclaimed, "Father, a gentleman does not take what others cherish!"

"Hmm? Father sees that you really like that magical beast."

Luo Hou laughed and said, "The troll god is ferocious and difficult to tame. Moreover, it has already recognized Liao Tian and Ji Wuxia as its masters. If Xiao Yue likes pets, the ancient spirit beast Vermilion Bird would be more suitable."

"Suzaku?"

Xuanling protested, "Father, Xiaoque is mine!"

"Take Miss Xiaoyue to see it first. If Xiaoyue likes it, then tomorrow Butterfly Lord and I will decide the ownership of Vermilion Bird in three moves."

Butterfly Lord was overjoyed: "Wu Jun is so generous, let's do it!"

The adults ate and drank to their hearts' content, but Xianling, with a long face, brought Xiaoyue to the Phoenix Palace.

"Little Sparrow, you can't like her!"

Zhuque strode about, glanced at Xiaoyue, then at Xianling, and suddenly flapped its wings, rushing into Xiaoyue's arms.