Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

Crown Prince Xuanxiao, accompanied by Baoyu Xinnu, came to meet Crown Prince Xuanmie.

Of the four princes of Senyu, the eldest prince, Xuanbin, is disabled and rarely appears in public.

The fourth prince, Xuan Tong, was obsessed with swordsmanship and paid no attention to politics.

Xuanxiao didn't take either of the two crown princes seriously, but the Ninth Prince, Xuanmie, was ambitious and a stumbling block on Xuanxiao's path.

"Ninth Brother, your Eighteenth Brother has kept his promise and attended the meeting."

As soon as he finished speaking, countless black crows flew in from the end of the plain, their flapping wings deafeningly loud.

In the north wind, a figure dressed in black appeared, taking shape amidst a flock of crows; it was Xuan Mie, one of the four princes of Senyu.

"Heaven governs the three luminaries and earth governs the five elements; without the mysterious mind, one departs from ignorance and returns to the origin."

"Brother Xuanmie, it's been a long time."

"It has indeed been a long time."

When Xuanxiao saw that Xuanmie had come to the meeting alone, he said with a hint of sarcasm, "Why did you come to the meeting alone, Your Majesty? I miss my traitorous general Ruoye Wenqiao, whom you recruited, very much."

Xuanmie was not to be outdone: "So, my brother has no subordinates, which is why he's making good use of this foreign slave?"

Bao Yuxinnu was furious and was about to swing his scythe when Xuan Xiao stopped him.

"In my eyes, there are no slaves."

"In my eyes, there are no traitors."

Xuanxiao chuckled: "Ha, Ruoye Wenqiao might be my spy, Your Majesty, you must be careful."

Xuanmie also laughed and said, "Why should my brother be hostile to me? Why don't we brothers live together peacefully?"

"There can only be one throne. Ninth Brother, can you really take it so lightly?"

"Actually, I really don't understand. In the past, the successor was always indicated by the prophecy stele. Why did Father Emperor establish four crown princes to compete for the throne? Wasn't he afraid that his brothers would kill each other for power?"

Xuanxiao has never been afraid of competition.

"Since ancient times, high positions have been filled by the capable. Competition is not necessarily about killing each other; more often, it is a driving force for growth."

“Your younger brother is exceptionally talented, and Father has doted on you since childhood. Perhaps it would be simpler for you to inherit the throne.”

"Since you, Ninth Brother, have such a perception, why don't you go and persuade the Eldest Brother and Fourth Brother to abdicate the throne to me?"

"Actually, I once suggested this to my fourth brother, but he was quite dismissive. As for my eldest brother, since ancient times, the eldest son of the legitimate wife has always been the most important, so I really have no right to speak."

"Ah."

After a long period of probing, Xuanmie finally revealed his purpose for attending the meeting: "My eighteenth brother is dealing with Tianluozi, and I have come to find Shensi's whereabouts."

"It sounds like I'm going to be the villain, Your Highness. I need to go back and prepare properly."

For Xuanxiao, Tianluozi was someone he had to eliminate, and he didn't care whether Xuanmie was using someone else to do the dirty work.

Xuanxiao, accompanied by the extremely displeased Baoyu Xinnu, left the Black Sea Plain and arrived in the Bitter Realm.

At the summit of the majestic mountain, the Four Commanders were building city walls, and the outline of a magnificent pass was gradually emerging on the mountaintop, but the figure of Jiu Shenlian was nowhere to be seen.

"Where's that woman?"

Yu Wuyi hurriedly replied, "My lord, the Holy Voyager went after the Daoist people in order to save her younger brother."

Why are you chasing after people from the Daoist sect?

Yu Wuyi recounted in detail the duel between Yin Chuan Butterfly Lord and Mu Zhengrong. Because of Mu Zhengrong's sneak attack, the people of Tiandu closely guarded Butterfly Lord, and Jiu Shenlian and Si Lingdi did not find an opportunity to ambush him.

After the Taoists left Xiongshan, Mu Zhengrong also left and never returned. As a result, Xiongshan has now become an empty, unclaimed mountain, which is perfect for them to break ground and start construction.

Xuanxiao pondered. The relationship between the Daoist sect and Tiandu was not close. To exchange people for people, it would have to be someone of the same stature as Cang and Daozhen Shuangxiu.

However, Jiu Shenlian might not have a chance of winning against these three people.

"Rainstorm, keep an eye on the movements of Xuanmie and Eagle Fortress. If they make any moves, try to contain them."

"Can Xin Nu kill that noseless man?"

“Prince Senyu already has a primordial spirit beast. We will not take action until we find Xuanmie’s primordial spirit beast.”

"Ugh, so annoying!"

After arranging his work, Xuanxiao went down the mountain to find Jiushenlian.

At this time, Yuan Wuxiang had something to do and had to return to Daozhen Southern Sect, so he hurriedly set off alone.

Halfway there, a burly man wearing a strange bronze mask and whose whole body gleamed with a metallic sheen suddenly blocked their way.

"Originally from nowhere, prepare to die!"

"Who is your Excellency?"

"Fist Domain Strategist".

War breaks out in the wilderness.

As the strategist unleashed his judgment, the Silver Dart Master remained calm and fearless, skillfully maneuvering and deflecting the strategist's powerful punch.

Hatred knows no bounds, power knows no limits; the strategist strikes again, with even greater ruthlessness and viciousness.

After exchanging several blows, Yuan Wuxiang kindly advised, "You are no match for me, why don't you stop?"

"Those of the Fist Domain will fight to the death! Hah!"

The strategist clenched his fists, and suddenly, the Evil Dragon Arm struck out, knocking Yuan Wuxiang back with a single punch.

"Dragon Arm! How could this be?"

"It is the arm of the evil dragon, and also the arm that ends hatred."

The strategist raised his arm to the sky, and a crimson dragon roared out, crashing down on Yuan Wuxiang.

With a deafening roar, the sky collapsed and the earth split open, sending rocks flying through the air. Yuan Wuxiang was slammed deep into the earth.

The strategist stared intently at the terrain, raising his fist in anticipation.

Unexpectedly, amidst the billowing dust, the silver dart magically transformed into a sword, its radiant light soaring to the heavens.

"Silver dart!"

Yuan Wuxiang drew his sword and demanded, "Why is the Evil Dragon Arm on your body?"

"The Evil Dragon Arm was obtained on behalf of Heaven. If you do not return the silver dart to the Fist Domain soon, it will be too late to regret it."

"You want the silver dart? Impossible."

Enraged, the strategist unleashed a powerful punch at Yuan Wuxiang, accompanied by a deafening roar of wind and thunder, as his deadly move struck once more.

Seeing this, Yuan Wuxiang swung his silver dart, raising a cloud of dust, and unleashed a surge of Dao energy, slashing at the vicious fist.

In the past, due to the internal strife between the Northern and Southern Daozhen sects, Juan Shoutian attacked the Southern Daozhen sect, causing heavy casualties among its members. Lingxi Zhixia's second brother also perished in this battle.

Lingxi Zhixia and her elder brother Jiuzhi Jiaoxiong were furious that Yuan Wuxiang, who possessed the Silver Dart Xuanjie, had not stood up for the Southern Sect. They left the Southern Sect in anger and founded the Fist Domain.

Yuan Wuxiang bore some responsibility for this past event, and therefore, he still showed considerable leniency in the face of the strategist's relentless pressure.

The strategist harbored resentment and attacked without holding back. Coupled with his indestructible bronze bones, the battle raged for a long time, and Yuan Wuxiang gradually found himself on the defensive.

At this moment, the strategist changed his vicious move again, one punch was filled with the power of an evil dragon, and the other punch burst out with the aura of punishment and evil.

Yuan Wuxiang asked in astonishment, "This is not the authentic style of Southern Cultivation. Who exactly are you?"

"To cleanse the Fist Domain of its filth, Heaven-Shaking Strike!"

As their swords clashed, the strategist unleashed the primordial evil energy of heaven and earth, causing a surge of malevolent energy to erupt from his arm. This energy, imbued with the power of gods and demons, instantly manifested the earth-shattering might of the heavens and the earth.

Yuan Wuxiang skillfully used the Wuji technique to shift the universe and transfer all the force of his fist to the ground.

After a long while, the two engaged in fierce combat reached their final move. The strategist and the original evil dragon merged into one: "Evil Dragon Fury!"

Yuan Wuxiang manipulated the universe with his silver darts, gathering all the primordial energy of heaven and earth into his palms: "The Ultimate Dao!"

The two forces swirled together, unleashing their boundless power, which forcefully resisted the evil dragon's might, causing the strategist to suffer a setback.

Yuan Wuxiang withdrew his move and said, "You've conceded."

Unexpectedly, the evil energy had already been driven into the earth's core by the strategist. Just as Yuan Wuxiang finished his move, it suddenly burst out from the ground, instantly severely injuring the Silver Dart Master.

Just as the strategist was about to kill his enemy with a single blow, Shanlong Yinxiu rushed over and helped Yuan Wuxiang up.

On another battlefield, Juan Shou Tian, ​​who had separated from Yuan Wu Xiang, was caught up by Jiu Shen Lian.

This was not the first time the two had fought; their swords clashed, and each used their strongest moves against the other.

"Three Yangs Ignite the Clouds!"

Bei Fangxiu used the Nine Yang Technique again, turning the wilderness into a fiery and dazzling landscape.

Upon seeing this, Jiu Shenlian used his blade to create a mirror-like reflection of the "Heavenly Punishment" chapter: "Heavenly Punishment Chapter Six: Ode to Heaven!"

Analysis, disintegration, and counterattack—the moves recorded in the mirror vanished into nothingness amidst the blade's edge.

"Five Suns Ignite the Prairie Fire!"

"The Final Chapter of Heavenly Punishment: The Gate of Demons!"

Upon encountering the Nine Yang Heart Sutra again, Jiu Shenlian raised his sword, and black light turned into haze, completely devouring the Five Yang Holy Radiance.

On that day at the summit of Yongxu, Juan Shoutian had already seen this move before, and remained calm and composed, breaking it with composure.

Jiu Shenlian unleashed his final move: "Forbidden Chapter - Purgatory Demonic Calamity, drink!"

"Six Yangs Burn the Night!"

A fleeting clash, a decisive victory, decided in a single strike.

Just as Jiu Shenlian was injured and collapsed, Xuan Xiao flew over quickly and caught her.

"I will avenge this woman. Let the waves of the Black Sea sweep across the land of suffering."

Xuanxiao carried the Dove God Chain back to the Burial Heaven Pass and found her barely breathing. He couldn't help but ask, "Although Juan Shoutian is strong, he shouldn't be able to make your life slip away so quickly."

"This is a curse I was born with, an incurable disease. The battle with Juan Shoutian only exacerbated my old ailment."

Is it really incurable?

Jiu Shenlian laughed wildly: "Back then, I wanted to open up the human realm, the forest prison, and the heavenly frontier in order to eliminate the cycle of birth, aging, sickness, and death for ordinary people. Now, the heavenly frontier has not yet appeared, but I have already reached the end of my life. It seems that people still cannot defy the will of heaven."

"Calm your mind."