Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

Fengxiu stared at the colossal hand: "Is it an Earth Being?"

The giant hand trembled slightly, as if confirming his question.

Fengxiu placed the Son of God into the giant palm: "Goodbye, Son of God."

Just as the giant hand was about to retract into the land of the dead, a terrifying blade of energy came from the sky and slashed straight at the ground.

"Put down my son!"

Before the giant hand could react, it was severed by Jidu, and the earth's power surged, shaking the entire Tianzang Mountain.

The remaining arm of the Earth One retreated hastily, and the roaring spirits at the gates of the Dead Kingdom were terrified and fled in all directions, with no soul daring to approach within a hundred miles.

In a flash, Luo Hou descended with the sword energy and grabbed Shao Hao into his arms.

"Godfather, I knew you would come."

Shao Hao happily embraced Luo Hou.

Seeing that his son was alright, Luo Hou's violently beating heart gradually calmed down.

Holding the child in one arm and grasping Jidu horizontally in the other, he turned and looked around at Fengxiu and the others: "Among you, who will bear Luo Hou's wrath?"

No one answered.

Jidu pointed at the master of Fengxiu: "Is it you?"

Fengxiu remained silent.

Jidu pointed at Dao Wuji again: "Still you?"

Dao Wuji calmly replied, "Wu Jun and I still have an agreement to kill the Twin Bodies of Buddha's Deeds."

"Then you should prepare for your own funeral."

Dao Wuji didn't even glance at Master Fengxiu before retreating from Tianzang Mountain in a flash.

Luo Hou then pointed to the three demons: "And you?"

Sirius remained silent, while Yama hurriedly defended himself, saying, "It was Master Fengxiu who invited us here; it has nothing to do with us."

"Oh?"

"We... only broke the Heavenly Capital Barrier, but did not take action against the Son of God."

"Hand over the relic of the Grim Reaper, and I will allow you to leave."

"Impossible."

Sirius held onto Lone Star tightly, showing no sign of backing down.

Enraged, Rahu uttered no further words. Ketu transformed, unleashing a massive burst of sword energy that slashed at the three demons simultaneously.

Ketu broke the sun and beheaded him.

The giant blade dazzled the heavens and earth, its divine power stirring the mortal realm.

Sirius suffered a severe blow and collapsed to the ground.

Yama's Lock had already vanished the moment Luo Hou asked the question, and before the blade's energy could strike, it had already escaped.

Yama, the King of Hell, was not so lucky. With a single slash, his head and body were separated, and even his remnant soul could not escape.

Huang Quan walked over and grabbed Lone Star.

Sirius didn't want to let go, but was kicked away by the enraged Huang Quan and passed out.

Only the owner of Fengxiu remained at the scene.

With Rahu in front and the Yellow Springs behind, there's no way to escape.

Feng Xiu placed the evil-repelling artifact back into the gate of the Kingdom of Death. The Kingdom of Death remained silent, with no further sound coming from there.

"I miscalculated."

"I told you before, don't scheme against me."

Despite being at a dead end, Fengxiu calmly asked, "How did you know we were at Tianzang Mountain? According to my calculations, you couldn't have arrived so quickly after you sent Su Huanzhen back to Tiandu."

"My son and I are of one mind."

"I see."

Master Fengxiu sighed, "I did not expect the Son of God to know sorcery, nor did I expect that Yu Bufan and his son would be in Tiandu. The time has been delayed for too long... It is fate, it is all fate."

When Luo Hou first sensed that Shao Hao was in danger, he did indeed rush back to Tiandu, but he quickly realized that the Son of God must be taken back to Tianzang Mountain.

Luo Hou immediately turned around and headed straight for the gate of the Kingdom of Death, and sure enough, he saved his son at the critical moment.

“Master Fengxiu, my tolerance for you has reached its limit.”

"Let's do it."

Fengxiu waved his feather fan, seemingly indifferent to his own life.

"I will grant your wish."

Jidu rose again, the evil phoenix broke through the void, and the powerful sword energy cut Fengxiu Master in two at the waist.

A feud that had dragged on for a thousand years was thus brought to an end.

Huang Quan said fiercely, "They really got off too easy."

"It's alright, let's go home."

Luo Hou carried Shao Hao, Huang Quan carried Gu Xing, and the three of them returned to Tian Du.

Shortly after they left, the body of the Maple Master on the ground suddenly disappeared, leaving only a broken maple leaf in its place.

At the same time, a soft sneer came from the back mountain of Han Guang Yi She: "Luo Hou, you are not the only one in the world who can come back to life."

Chapter 32 Killing Brother

After leaving Tianzang Mountain, Dao Wuji did not return to Tianxia to seal his sword, but instead hurriedly went to Daolong Ancient Cave.

When he stood in front of the Dragon Burial Wall, he was so angry that his whole body trembled and his heart ached.

The statues of Xie Tian Yu Wu and Yu Tian Wu Long on the mural have all disappeared, leaving only a huge vortex of swords where the mural once stood.

The wind from another dimension blows, like an unfathomable demonic eye.

Dao Wuji tried to get closer, but a powerful force almost pulled him into the vortex. Although Dao Wuji reacted quickly, his face was still cut by the sword energy.

"Rahu? Ketu?"

The surging sword energy, destroying the spatial and temporal pathways, was left behind by Luo Hou.

Remembering the Shadow God Blade and the Blade Dragon Battle Robe, Dao Wuji could no longer contain himself and roared, "Luo Hou!"

The angry voices echoed through the ancient cave, sounding as if hundreds of voices were simultaneously mocking Dao Wuji's incompetence.

The power left behind by Xie Tianyu was gradually destroyed by Luo Hou, and his centuries-long plan ultimately came to nothing.

"Ah~ah~ah!"

Dao Wuji roared until he was completely exhausted before regaining his composure.

Since they couldn't obtain the power of Xie Tianyuwu, they would start from within the Blade Dragon. Tian Dao Xiao Jian Dun, Mo Dao Jue Chen, and Xiao Ri Biao had all opened their eyes.

it's time.

After pondering for a long time, Dao Wuji left the Daolong Ancient Cave and arrived at the Aotian Martial Hall.

This grand hall was the office of his secret organization; the vermilion furniture and dragon-shaped throne all displayed his imposing and domineering presence.

Upon seeing Dao Wuji arrive, his subordinates shouted, "Our master has arrived!"

"Welcome, Master."

"Ah."

Dao Wuji walked steadily up to the throne, and after sitting down, he said, "The matter that was planned long ago will begin to be carried out today."

Yan Chi Feng Yu was in charge of tracking Mo Dao Jue Chen. She bowed and reported, "Master, Mo Dao Jue Chen is alone and is no more than 500 miles away from here."

"very good."

The subordinates responsible for Tian Dao Xiao Jian Dun and Xiao Ri Biao lost track of them.

“Master, Tian Dao Xiao Jian Dun fought someone at the opposite peak and has not been seen since. He may be dead.”

"Xiao Ri Biao went berserk and ran away not long ago. Your subordinates were unable to catch up and lost track of him. Please punish me, Master."

"It's alright, let's start with Mo Dao Juechen first."

Next, Dao Wuji and the people from Aotian Martial Hall devised a detailed plan to target Mo Dao Juechen.

At this moment, Mo Dao Juechen was troubled. He couldn't be sure if Xiao Ri Biao was the enemy who had wiped out his clan. He originally wanted to ask him for confirmation, but after searching all over the martial world, he still couldn't find this madman.

He then searched for Tian Dao Xiao Jian Dun, Lin Shan Gu Zhao, Shi Li Dan Qing, and even Long Wang Cuo, but he couldn't find Ya Shao anywhere, nor could he find Jie Yu Shuang Er and the others.

Finally, there's Yu Bufan. He promised to meet up for drinks sometime, but now he's disappeared too.

Mo Dao Juechen was quite depressed. After traveling for a long time, he passed a tea stall, sat down, and ordered a bowl of tea.

The shopkeeper glanced at his century-old fur robe, his unkempt hair, and the sand that fluttered down with every step he took, then pursed his lips and served him a bowl of coarse tea.

"Sir, ten coins, please settle the bill first."

Mo Dao Juechen searched all his pockets but found no silver or copper coins. Under the shopkeeper's piercing gaze, he finally pulled out a handful of gold dust.

I picked one and placed it on the table.

"Gold...gold?"

"Hmm, no need to look anymore."

"Thank you, young master. I'll go pour you another bowl."

This time, the owner simply brought over the teapot.

Just then, a glamorous woman carrying a wooden box came to Mo Dao Juechen.

"The Desert Sword Warrior".

Mo Dao Juechen glanced at her, didn't recognize her, and didn't reply.