Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

Xiaoyue sniffed: "There's a bloody smell in the air. The visitors are up to no good."

"We should inform Father and the others."

The two had just run out of the Phoenix Palace when they saw Shao Hao catch Xiao Liu and casually toss him to Xian Ling: "No need to alarm our godfather, let my brother go and meet him."

Shao Hao vanished in a flash, while Xiao Liu struggled incessantly in his grasp. Xian Ling was in a difficult position: "Xiao Yue, what do you think?"

Xiaoyue whispered, "Let's sneak out. If my brother is no match for us, we'll come back and call for help."

"Walk."

Avoiding the crowd, the two took Xiao Liu to the other side of the West Sea, where Shao Hao was already fighting with a man in black with blue hair.

The man, wielding a scythe taller than a person, laughed until his body trembled: "You say you're called the God of the Land of Death? Heart Slave is someone even Death himself can't find!"

Shao Hao gestured with both hands, and immediately, two sickles, each taller than his head, appeared in his hands.

"Do your swords have names? My two swords are named Lone Star and Yama. Lone Star takes lives, Yama takes souls."

Stormheart was enraged: "This is a gift bestowed upon me by the great god Aosa! How dare you possess it? How are you worthy of it? I will kill you!"

With a swing of the scythe, Stormheart Slave moved like a ghost behind Shao Hao and slashed at Shao Hao's neck.

However, the head that Bao Yuxinnu had been hoping for did not fly up. As if he had eyes in the back of his head, Shao Hao moved the Lone Star behind his neck and precisely caught his battle scythe.

boom!

The clang of weapons rang out, and sparks flew everywhere.

Shao Hao turned his head and asked seriously, "Who is the Great God Zasa? I have never heard of him."

Stormy Heart Slave stared at Shao Hao's flawless face:

"You cannot be more beautiful than Lord Nine Thousand Victories, and you should not steal what belongs to Xin Nu. The Great God of Zasa's war scythe belongs to Xin Nu alone! Nightmare Fire Demon Heart Slash!"

The bizarre martial arts and spells of Stormheart Slave were all obtained through his understanding of the Zoroastrian totem. They belong to the fire magic, especially the Nightmare Fire, which was ignited by his inner fire and could unleash his full potential.

With its teleportation-like attack speed, eerie power imbued with nightmare fire, arrays filled with hellish curses, and an undead evil body, Stormheart Slave is a demonic being.

A single, devastating strike from the rain is unmatched by any human.

"Brother, I see you've misunderstood. Could you please stop? Death's Cry!"

Forced into a corner, Shao Hao retaliated with a move.

A sharp blade appeared silently, sealing the Zasa War Scythe. The Nightmare Flame burning in the heart flickered and was extinguished.

Then another sharp blade flashed and pierced deeply into Stormheart Slave's shoulder.

It hurts, it hurts a lot.

Bao Yuxinnu became even angrier. He stopped in his tracks and suddenly activated the Eighteen Hells Formation. A cold wind blew and a torrential rain poured down, pulling Shao Hao into a dark space.

This space is devoid of life and death.

At the same time, the Yin winds within the formation transformed into blades, empowered by Nightmare Fire, and relentlessly attacked Shao Hao.

Xuanling and Xiaoyue, who were hiding on the west coast and watching, were greatly alarmed to see Shaohao being enveloped by a thick black storm.

Xianling was about to rush out to save his brother, but Xiaoyue stopped him: "You can't go. This man is crazy. Let's go back and get reinforcements."

"it is good."

Just then, a loud bang rang out, the Eighteen Hells Formation was broken, and Shao Hao stepped out, wielding two scythes.

"Impossible! How could you?"

It's not that no one has ever broken the Eighteen Hells Formation of Stormy Heart Slave. Back then, Nine Thousand Victories was poisoned and fought to the last moment, breaking this cruel formation.

But why did this person in front of me break with a bang?

Bao Yuxin couldn't understand it, she really couldn't understand it.

Shao Hao curiously examined Bao Yuxin Nu: "I didn't expect your formation to be so similar to my space, both filled with death energy, and your scythes look very similar too. Could it be that your great god Zasa is the god of death, and you are another child left behind by the god of death?"

"What are you saying? You hateful people, Zoroastrian rain, blood and gore everywhere!"

Although Bao Yuxin Nu hated her father, she would not tolerate others talking nonsense. In her rage, her hatred reignited, and lightning and blood rained down all around her.

Shao Hao looked up at the sky, his curiosity growing: "Spellcasting, you and I have yet another similarity, Death God Qing!"

Clear, to remove all magical effects.

Bao Yuxinnu didn't see how Shao Hao made his move. He only saw Gu Xing and Yama lightly touch, and a gentle breeze swept over them. His lightning, wind, rain, and bloodshed disappeared without a trace.

In her terror, Bao Yu Xin Nu suddenly had a terrible thought: "My dear God of the Sassa, could it be that you have abandoned Xin Nu and chosen a new successor? Ahhh!"

Shao Hao corrected him: "There is no such thing as a great god of death in this world, only the god of death. Perhaps it was my father, who loved to play games with the world, who fooled you."

"Shut up! I will absolutely not allow you to slander the great god Zoroastrianism. I will come again!"

In grief and anger, Bao Yuxin turned and fled, rushing back to the Great Hall of the Monastery.

For the first time in his life, he felt no excitement of chasing prey, but rather a deep suspicion—a suspicion that the person he had just faced was not human.

Where in the world can you find someone that beautiful?

Who can instantly break free from their own swordsmanship, nightmare fire, formations, and curses?

He cried out in anguish before the totem on the wall, “Dear God Zoroastrian, tell Xinnu who he is! I must kill him, kill him!”

Just as Bao Yuxinnu was on the verge of collapse, Tantai Wuzhu arrived.

"You are hurt."

"Are you telling Xin Nu about Princess Binglou's whereabouts in Tiandu, so that she can go and die?"

"I have no such intention. I will treat you."

Bao Yuxinnu possesses an immortal body, and any wounds inflicted on his body will heal naturally. However, Shao Hao's scythe has caused his shoulder to bleed until now.

Tantai Wuzhu emitted a stream of pure true energy, which he slowly channeled into Baoyu Xinnu's body.

Gradually, the bleeding stopped and the pain disappeared.

"Speak, what exactly do you want to achieve by using Xin Nu as a tool to kill people?"

"I want all the people of the Four Wonders to die."

"Oh?"

Tantai Wuzhu said frankly, "Grandmaster, Chaotian Pride, and Xuanming Clan are all dead. Of the Four Wonders, only Du Wuyu remains."

“Princess Ice Tower is also on your kill list. State your reasons, and Xin Nu may eliminate her for you.”

Once she calmed down, Bao Yuxinnu discovered the flaw.

Tantai Wuzhu smiled faintly: "No need, you can't conquer Tiandu. But I can give you another piece of information: your great god Zhaosa is related to latent desires, and Du Wuyu is the key to opening the door to latent desires."

The Rainstorm Slave was skeptical: "If I open my hidden desires and cannot find the Great God Zosa, then the Slave's scythe will cut off your head, my friend."

"I look forward to that moment."

Tantai Wuzhu walked out of the Zha Sa Hall with a hint of mockery on his face.

The Stormy Heart Slave is a fine knife. If it cuts off Du Wuyu, the Wind Element will return to the Primordial Creation Sphere. Together with the already returned Cloud and Ice Element, the four elements will converge, allowing one to ascend to sainthood.

But the Yuan Sheng Creation Ball is on Shuang Liu Yue Ke. How can we trick her into leaving Tian Du?

There's also the Blood and Tears Eye of Empress Gong Wuhou, which she hasn't yet obtained.

Hmm, it's time to deal with this wicked disciple.

After Tantai Wuzhu left, Baoyu Xinnu rallied and began to plan the order of her enemies.

"Xin Nu is too merciful. She only killed her senior brother, one of her enemies. Among the four, there are Du Wuyu and Hun Qianshou... Yes, Hun Qianshou!"

The scythe flashed with a cold light, and the torrential rain drifted into the distance.

Outside the school for cherishing words, Zui Guangyin leaned against a flowering peach tree and complained to the little peach lying next to her.

"The Blood-Soaked Island sank, Mount Luofu collapsed, and the old dog had nowhere else to go, so he came to Lianzhuang. But this woman won't let me in."

"Wang Wang."

"I sit at the back of the classroom to listen to the lectures, so I won't disturb the students."

"Wang Wang."

"Little Peach, you actually said I snore? Old dog never snores!"

"Wang Wang."

Suddenly, a torrential downpour began, accompanied by a nauseating stench of blood.

"Little peach, this familiar yet long-lost scent?"

Little Peach had already stood up, her fur standing on end, and she arched her back, ready to deliver a fatal blow.

An evil person is approaching step by step:

"The scenery stirs up sorrow. Longing fills my heart, and I am consumed by illness. Who is the one who is devoted, and who is the one who is heartless? I am filled with more anger than joy. Let us not exchange words now. I have you, but you cannot have me. Like the pit of a mimosa tree, it is truly hateful. In my heart, there are two people."

Before I knew it, the sword was already in my hand.

Bao Yu Xin Nu walked up to Zui Guang Yin, her eyes gleaming with fanaticism: "Great God Zasa, is this your new gift to Xin Nu? Please forgive Xin Nu's offense, this is the best gift, hehehe!"

"Heart Slave in the Storm!"

"Looking back now, this is the Qiluo Ear that Lord Jiuqiansheng left me; it is his heart and his soul."

Stormy Heart Slave took out the pair of ears that had been torn off and proudly showed them off.

Zui Guangyin's vision went black as he thrust out the bone knife: "Stormy Heart Slave, die!"

Never before had he hated anyone so much. In the blink of an eye, the Time Blade Technique was unleashed with lightning speed, instantly transforming into a thousand cuts and slicing countless holes in the Stormy Heart Slave.

However, all the wounds healed in the blink of an eye, leaving not even a shallow scar.

Bao Yu Xin Nu laughed maniacally: "Zui Guang Yin, although I don't know why you are still alive, you are destined to die by my blade again, hehehehehe!"

The Eighteen Hells Formation reopens, and Zui Guangyin is plunged into a fierce battle.

"Are you protecting the people in this school? Unfortunately, you can't protect anyone."

Bao Yuxinnu pushed open the door of the Xizi Academy, ready to kill all the teachers and students there.

Just then, with another loud bang, the formation broke.