Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

With a turn of his body, Di Bo unleashed a sword strike from the Peacock Finger, causing the Death Seal within Feng Hui's body to escape with a cloud of black energy, which, along with Feng Yuan, also flew away from his body.

Du Wuyu suffered a crushing defeat.

At this moment, Yu Bufan and Mo Dao Juechen had already returned to Tiandu.

The demon princess is growing very fast. Although she is only a month old, she can already crawl on the ground.

Shuangliu Yueke was teasing her: "Little Jingyun, hurry up and crawl over here, or Auntie will give you candy~"

"Giggle~ giggle~"

The little princess struggled to climb.

Duanmie and Jingwuhuan exchanged a helpless look. What's with the "aunt"?

Their father, oblivious to the problem, kept glancing at the little princess one moment and the eldest princess the next, thoroughly enjoying himself.

Suddenly, a strange light flashed and entered Shuangliu Yueke's body.

Zhi Xin jumped up instantly and rushed to Shuang Liu Yue Ke's side: "How are you?"

Duanmie and Jingwuhuan rushed over as well: "What happened!"

Shuangliu Yueke took out the Yuan Sheng Creation Ball from her personal sachet. The Creation Ball spun rapidly, flashing with light, as if it were about to explode.

"What a strong energy!"

The Pure Illusion Rapid Movement Technique suppressed the agitation of the Creation Orb.

"I feel that the Creation Sphere is a bit too heavy."

Shuangliu Yueke made a decision: "According to what my royal brother said, the Creation Orb contains the energy of wind, ice, smoke and clouds, but no one among the four wonders can open it, and no one knows its true secret. I will still entrust it to Wu Jun."

"A common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime. Since it is of no use to you, you might as well hand it over."

Zhi Xin fully supported her decision.

"Okay, I'll go right away."

When Shuangliu Yueke arrived at Wu Jun's study, Wu Jun was receiving guests.

Chang Yingluo from Tianfo Original Village and the Holy Infant Master from Qiushan Hundred Demon Road arrived together.

The two came to express their gratitude and to say goodbye.

The Holy Infant Lord looked disappointed: "Luo Hou, Tian Du is still more fun. But I promised Shang Yingluo that I would seal the Demon Realm from today until I can defeat you."

Luo Hou was somewhat surprised: "Why would the demon realm be sealed off suddenly?"

Chang Yingluo put her palms together and said, "Amitabha. Lord Wu, the Heavenly Buddha's Original Land also needs to restart its deep cultivation. After the disasters caused by the Li Clan and the Desire Realm, the Buddha Land has suffered great losses. The monks need to regain their faith and continue to make progress."

The Holy Infant Master continued, "After being treated by the demon realm, Bu Xiangchen's demon heart returned to normal. She also helped Ghost Desolate Hell Transformation get rid of the three evil demons. Now, Hell Transformation has returned to normal as a woman, and she and Beihai Wubing have retired into seclusion."

Luo Hou nodded: "The right choice."

"With the three evil spirits I've shed, Shang Yingluo has promised to forge me an unparalleled divine artifact. Combined with the power of the demon realm scepter I've absorbed, I believe my time to defeat you won't be too far off."

The Holy Infant Lord was smug, as if he could emerge from seclusion tomorrow.

There was another reason why he was in a good mood: the Buddhist realm was connected to the third ley line of the demon realm, so he could go there from time to time to chat with Shang Yingluo.

Surprisingly, Buddhas and demons have actually achieved peaceful coexistence.

Luo Hou smiled slightly: "I look forward to that day."

What neither the Holy Infant Master nor Shang Yingluo knew was that at the moment Bu Xiangchen removed the ghost hand from the Ghost Desolate Hell Transformation, a strange light shot out of the Hundred Demon Path and flew swiftly into the sky.

The sudden turn of events greatly surprised Bu Xiangchen, and in a moment of thought, she swallowed the matter back.

The demon realm is about to close itself off; why create more trouble?

Chapter 254 The Dark Night of the Mortal World, The Pinnacle of Eternal Sunrise

As dusk settles, corpses float on the water, their reflections shimmering on the decaying surface of the river.

For some unknown reason, within just a few days, countless bloody corpses floated on a section of the middle reaches of the Hengjiang River, emitting a strong stench.

Thousands of people, organized by Ni Hai Chong Fan, gathered on the shore, waiting to witness a miracle.

Tian Du received a notification from Yu Bufan that Chao Yizhu and Qing Shuangtai had come this time, pretending to be a married couple, quietly listening to the discussions around them.

A child's voice rang out: "Mommy, it smells terrible here! What are we doing here?"

His mother patted his head and smiled, "Silly child, look at all these people. Everyone is here to see a miracle. When you see the god, just quietly follow along and worship. The god will bless you."

"Oh, then I'll just have to hold my breath."

As the last rays of sunlight faded, a noble black hue suddenly appeared on the horizon, leaving everyone present stunned.

What descended from the sky was a magnificent peacock, which spoke in human language:

"When splendor fades into decay, and light sinks into darkness, the gods who care for humanity will grant a pure land so that people may live in peace."

As the words faded into the distance, the black-feathered peacock transformed into the Earth-Shattering Saint Arbiter.

The child who had spoken earlier immediately cried out, "Mother, God, there really is a God!"

Everyone immediately bowed and cheered: "The Holy Arbiter has arrived! Dalai Lama! Dalai Lama!"

"Dala has no boundaries!"

"Dala has no boundaries!"

Amidst a deafening roar of welcome, Bian Xijun declared eloquently: "The time to witness miracles has come! You are God's lucky ones. God wants you to praise Him, and God wants you to renounce all impurity! Hah!"

With a loud shout, Bian Xijun spread his peacock fingers, pointing them at the Hengjiang River. Then, with a light step, huge waves rose on the river surface.

The foul stench from the river rose into the air like a black water dragon, circled three times, and then plunged down into the river.

"Look! The river water has become clear!"

"A miracle, it's truly a miracle!"

"Quickly, worship the gods! Quickly, worship!"

"The Holy Arbiter's divine power, boundless tara! Boundless tara!"

In the crowd, Chao Yizhu gritted his teeth in hatred: "Liar, this is clearly a curse!"

Qing Shuangtai gripped his hand tightly: "Don't be impatient, let's observe his next move."

"Have the ambushes at the Gate of Hidden Desires been set up?"

Wu Jun entrusted this mission to Qing Haichao, with Tianxia Fengdao providing information assistance, and he could freely command the people of Tiandu.

To avoid alerting the evil spirits, Qinghai Chao deployed all his ambush troops around the perimeter of the Unpredictable Abyss, waiting for Tianyu·Saint Voyager to emerge so that they could be wiped out in one fell swoop.

"Everything has been arranged; we are just waiting for the gate of desire to open."

"Very good."

Not wanting to disrupt Bei Lie Jing Tao's plans, Chao Yi Zhu calmed down and continued to observe Di Bo's actions.

In Tiandu today, many talented people are emerging, and signs of internal competition are slowly appearing.

In the recently concluded chaos of Mara, Chao Yi was highly praised by the entire martial arts world for his extraordinary feat of using fire to control the situation, and he was also highly respected in Tiandu.

Ji Xiashang was tasked with organizing the Sword Evaluation Conference. Although no one knew the ultimate purpose of the conference, the fact that Mu Shen had also entered the Sword Debate Sea made them realize the significance of this task.

Another task that Wu Jun values ​​is the one before him: to eradicate the cult organization Ni Hai Chong Fan.

The information collected by Tianxia Fengdao was also handed over. If this mission is successfully completed, Qinghai Chao will form a three-way balance of power with Chaoyi Zhu and Jixia Shang.

Despite their desire to compete, the three had no selfish motives and only wanted to do their part for Tiandu, the martial arts world, and all living beings.

Thinking of this, Chao Yizhu gripped the Qing Shuangtai with his other hand and sighed, "The people are ignorant, pitiful and pathetic."

The praise along the riverbank grew even more fervent, and many people, swayed by the believers, had already knelt down and kept bowing in worship.

Ignoring the people's worship, Bian Xijun took out a bottle of incense and collected the strange red light from the bottom of the river.

A crimson blade of energy suddenly swept across, creating a towering wall of water.

Along with the rushing sword energy came a handsome young man in red robes and white hair. He held a sword in one hand and patted his knee with the other in admiration.

"Excellent, excellent, what a wonderful performance! Little Black Bird, would you like to perform another piece for me?"

The devout believers were displeased and shouted, "How rude! How dare you offend a miracle? Kneel down!"

Just as a believer swung his wooden stick at him, he was inexplicably jolted back and fell down with a scream.

The red-clad youth brandished his blade once more, advancing step by step towards those who were shouting at him: "Keep kneeling and praying, cry out to your god for help, and expect his miracles to protect you!"

Bian Xijun did not react to this, and continued to collect the strange light from the bottom of the river.

"Holy Judge, save us, ah~"

"God, help us! Save us!"

Amidst screams and a cloud of blood, the boy slashed off the heads of more than ten people with ease, as if cutting melons and vegetables.

The red-clad youth charged up to Bian Xijun and demanded, "Why can't I see compassion in your eyes? But that doesn't matter. Now only you are left. Let me see just how powerful your god is."

"You have the qualities to believe in God."

"Do you want me to become a member? Why not give me that water bottle as a gift?"

Faced with the provocation of the newcomer, Bian Xijun calmly put away the incense bottle, and then released a sharp burst of true energy from the Peacock Finger to repel the sharp broadsword.

The battle between ghosts and gods has been ignited like a raging fire.

A fierce blade clashed with a sharp palm, a ghostly demon with an evil spell; the Hengjiang River suddenly surged with towering waves, surging for thousands of miles.

Whether believers or ordinary people, they all hurriedly fled, hiding behind trees to secretly observe and await the final victory brought by the Holy Judge.

Chao Yizhu and Qing Shuangtai followed the crowd to the side, whispering and guessing the identities of the newcomers:

"Such a person has never been heard of in the martial arts world, but judging from his foundation, he is extraordinary, like a ghost or a demon."

"The Martial Lord never mentioned this person, so we don't know why he disrupted this gathering that was meant to witness a miracle."

Unable to determine the man's origins or purpose, the two could only continue to focus on the battle unfolding on the field.

The clash of swords and the shadows of palms grew increasingly fierce, flowers were destroyed and trees were broken, and the wind and waves were cleaved, causing the surrounding terrain to change drastically in the blink of an eye.

The intensity of the fight caused the secretly watching believers to retreat again and again.