Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

"The Demon Blade?"

"When you see Xiao Liuguang, he will tell you everything."

"Yes."

After everyone dispersed, Luo Hou walked to the sand table again, reached out and took a person from the camp of Fei Changjun, and put him into Tiandu. This was Zonghengzi.

Then move the Father of Fantasy and Hateful Peak out and place them halfway.

How will the ultimate fate of a person unfold? Will Henwu Feng be able to abandon his wife? Luo Hou does not know.

His gaze shifted to Shiliu Island. The Butterfly King's family would naturally not take any more risks. Without the bloodline of the Holy Seed's daughter, could the Yamata no Orochi still be resurrected?

In addition, shouldn't we hand over this annoying thing, Xie Ran, to Su Huanzhen to deal with?

Among the Eight Legions, the Ghost Dragon King has not yet been resurrected. If An Di is killed in advance, will he still be able to be resurrected?

Three questions, no answers.

There are also two formidable powerhouses, Zhongtian and Jiubian Yaochi.

Luo Hou revealed a smile: "Underworld Emperor, Underworld King, the Heavens should naturally be handed over to Chi Feitian. I look forward to a fierce battle between you two."

The nine-tailed fox might as well be left to the god of shepherds and the beasts of the heavens.

With the arrangements for the Eight-Headed Serpent complete, all that remains is to prevent the Seven Calamities of Blood Darkness from appearing.

The first calamity, the Blood Darkness Barrier, was opened by Ni Shenyang, and the source of dawn that awakened Ni Shenyang is still in the Mountain and Sea Wonders.

While Tian Du was preparing for the worst, Mo Qingchi was busy with the case of Shan Feng, the criminal.

Long ago, a meteorite fell on the shared protected area of ​​the three religions. The leaders of the three religions had a flash of inspiration and entrusted the meteorite to the renowned craftsman Nie Han, who spent ten years forging it into "Heaven Can See Clearly".

This holy sword can absorb the power of the rising sun, making it extremely powerful. Therefore, it has become a common divine artifact of the three factions, and is guarded by designated individuals in turns.

The guardians of the Confucian school were Sui Wuduan's parents, Sui Yuan and Xi Duanhong. However, one day, the sacred artifact was stolen, and all the Buddhist and Taoist practitioners present were killed. Only Sui Yuan and Xi Duanhong survived.

Under immense pressure from the three religions, and to prove their innocence, Suiyuan and his wife committed suicide to close the case. Their son, Suiyuan, was unjustly placed under the supervision of the Confucian school and was forbidden from studying or practicing martial arts.

However, Sui Wuduan was exceptionally talented, and after Mo Qingchi negotiated with the sect leader, Sui Wuduan officially began learning martial arts.

After mastering his skills, Sui Wuduan left a rare single-edged sword mark on the cliff of Yungui Mountain, attracting masters such as Tianjian Laoren and Ren Pingsheng to come and observe.

However, a bloody incident later occurred in the martial arts world, and the sword marks left by the murderer were exactly the same as those left by Sui Wuduan, making Sui Wuduan the prime suspect.

To clear himself of suspicion, Sui Wuduan and five Yuexiaomen swordsmen went to apprehend the culprit, but an accident occurred in Yinlong Gorge, resulting in the deaths of all five Yuexiaomen members, and Sui Wuduan's whereabouts became unknown.

Mo Qingchi absolutely refused to believe that Sui Wuduan would kill someone. In order to find Sui Wuduan, Mo Qingchi did not hesitate to lower himself and went around learning the Single-Edge Sword Technique in order to break the sword mark on the Yun Gui Mountain wall.

Today, he finally mastered Ren Pingsheng's Hidden Single-Edge Sword and hurriedly rushed back to the mountain wall.

"Unexpectedly, I have already mastered the Left School's Extreme Single Edge, the Right School's Hidden Single Edge, and the Demon School's Annihilation Single Edge, and have fused the three schools' single-edge sword techniques with my Gentleman's Style. I believe you can leave your moves here and wait for me."

Mo Qingchi's sword was Mingyi Zhengsheng. He swung his sword like snowflakes and suddenly struck the single-edged sword mark on the mountain wall.

The sky is covered by clouds, the wind blows and the grass bends, all things are embraced and merged into one, one line encompasses all realms.

The sword intent was as unrestrained as the wind of ten thousand realms, and the sword energy was as vast as the waves of the sky. Yet the sword marks on the wall remained unmoved. Mo Qingchi's sword strike was like a reflection in a mirror or the moon in the water, gradually dissipating.

"How could this happen?"

Mo Qingchi was struck dumb. Had all his hard work over the years been for nothing?

However, he quickly calmed down, stared at the mountain wall in front of him, and gradually recalled the bits and pieces of his time with Sui Wuduan.

"It's all for no reason. I was wrong. Your sword is the purest, incomparable to any mixed-up style. This matter has nothing to do with victory or defeat. To respond to your left-hand move is just like you responded to my move back then. Follow its form and its nature, and fight to reach a sword realm that is completely the same as yours. That's the answer you want to see."

Mo Qingchi closed his eyes, then suddenly opened them again. His pure sword realm surged forth, its brilliance illuminating the sky, like a galaxy collapsing, delivering a single, exquisite strike.

"For no reason, if you feign an attack to counter-attack, and then advance and retreat unexpectedly, you can better demonstrate your complete success, right?"

In my imagination, it suddenly appeared before me and began to fight.

Suddenly, a strange path appeared in the Ink Pond, revealing a hidden power that began to unfold. The concealed moves drew the user deeper and deeper into the realm.

Mo Qingchi muttered to himself, "I think I can finally understand your thoughts. It's truly satisfying to think that way."

The two men's power became increasingly concentrated, their sword energy increasingly refined, and their precise exchanges reached an unparalleled level of swordsmanship.

My will enters the sword, the sword moves without self-forgetfulness, the divine sword is one with me, only to be unrestrained and exhilarating, to radiate pure sword intent, and finally to deliver a heart-to-heart strike!

The sword's force pierced the air, its brilliance like a rainbow. The century-old sword formation was finally broken, causing the clouds to return to the cliff and collapse. Behind the cliff, a deep and secluded cave appeared.

Mo Qingchi said with delight, "No strife, only superiority, this is truly the pursuit of the unprovoked. Let's go and explore."

Not far along, they were startled to see a figure with dazzling sharpness, covered in swords, their vital points locked.

"Without reason! Without reason!"

The repeated calls awakened Sui Wuduan, who was suffering from a strange poison: "Saint, you have indeed come."

"What's going on?"

He shook his head in bewilderment and said, “Actually, I don’t know myself. Back then, I went to Qingrang Peak with five fellow disciples from Yuexiao Sect to investigate. Suddenly, we were trapped in a thick cloud of poisonous smoke, and then we heard their screams.”

"Wait, you said it's at Qingrang Peak?"

"Yes, although I fought hard, I fell into a coma due to severe poisoning. When I woke up, I learned that it was Senior Renjue·Feicongjun who saved me."

Upon learning that the accident occurred not in Hidden Dragon Valley, but at Green Mound Peak, Mo Qingchi knew that there was a problem within the Confucian sect. He was even more surprised to hear that the person who had rescued Sui Wuwu was none other than Fei Changjun.

"It's him?"

“My poison is severe and difficult to cure, so I can only seal this place for now. I think only the Holy Master can break my sword formation, so I am not afraid of others forcing me to attack again.”

"I am honored by your favor... But do you know that the Single-Edged Sinner has reappeared?"

"what?"

"Not long ago, the Single-Edged Sinner suddenly appeared in the martial arts world and committed many acts of killing."

Then, inexplicably, he asked, "How can you prove that he is the one who committed the crime of 'Single Edge'?"

Mo Qingchi gave a bitter laugh: "Heh, that holy sword was clearly stuck in his chest. Not only that, when he drew the sword to kill someone, you could also see that he was carrying an extremely heavy blood dark evil power."

"this?"

“For no reason, let’s go back to Defeng Ancient Road now, and I will seek justice for you.”

Chapter 328 Joining Forces to Plot Against the Wonders of the Mountains and Seas

The defeated Jade Emperor is currently in the Six Paths Divine Weapon Palace, drinking wildly with the Evil Emperor and Ying Xiaowo.

He was depressed and could only drown his sorrows in alcohol. Tomorrow was the day to verify the contestants' tokens. If he could not hand in his token, he would lose his qualification to compete, let alone obtain the treasure of the wonders of the mountains and seas.

After drinking, the Evil Emperor became even more mad and charming: "What are we afraid of? Tomorrow we'll ambush them at the entrance to the Eight-Sided Exquisite Cave. Whoever comes, we'll take them."

Ying Xiaowo was more rational, but there was no other way but this method, so he agreed: "With the combined strength of my brothers, we will surely be able to seize the token. It would be best if we could seize Ye Xiaochai's, otherwise we will have to exchange it with someone else."

Fueled by resentment and the smell of alcohol, Yu Lianghuang's eyes turned bloodshot. He crushed the wine cup in his hand with a snap: "If others do the first day of the month, I'll do the fifteenth!"

"Yes, tomorrow we'll grab the key. Big Brother will go open the treasure first, and I'll lead a group to ambush outside to prevent other contestants from entering. After we've taken the treasure, we'll send a signal and leave together."

The three brothers were plotting when suddenly a flying message was shot toward Emperor Yuliang.

Emperor Yu Liang unfolded the scroll and immediately sobered up: "I have to go see someone. We'll drink again when I return."

Yu Lianghuang quickly walked out of the room, his figure disappearing instantly. When he reappeared, he was in a secret realm.

There was only one purple fish in the secret realm, with six fin-like or webbed feet, red eyes that gleamed with ferocity, and several sharp fangs protruding from the corners of its mouth.

Upon seeing this monster, Emperor Yu Liang showed no alarm. Instead, he bowed and said, "Greetings, God of the Underworld."

"Jade Beam Emperor, do you know why you failed?"

"Being schemed against by Ren Pingsheng."

"Ah."

Before the fish could open its mouth, a genuine, mocking laugh rang out.

Yu Lianghuang was the first believer of this mysterious god. He rose to power quickly thanks to the "god's" blessing, and he knew how terrifying this "god" was.

"Please guide me, God of the Underworld."

The strange fish spoke again: "Ren Pingsheng stole your Eightfold Key, who will he give his own to?"

"King of Chaos. Does the God of the Underworld mean that they have joined forces?"

"If you cannot win this game, God will arrange for someone to replace you."

"I will certainly not disappoint the gods of the underworld."

"God will give you another hint: go find Yuan Wuji."

"The Jade Emperor kowtowed in gratitude to the gods in the darkness."

With a flick of its tail, the strange fish shattered the secret realm. Emperor Yu Liang turned around and looked back, only to find himself still in the Six Paths Divine Weapon Palace.

Xie Tianzi and Ying Xiaowo rushed out from the inner room: "Hey, what's going on here?"

“We’ll revise our plan and go see Zhanlu Wufang now to form an alliance against Ren Pingsheng and his group.”

"What! He's the supervisor."

"Are cases of embezzlement rare?"

The night is blurred.

In a wide valley, eight thick pillars stand tall, and the buildings in the middle of the pillars are exquisitely carved and beautiful.

Emperor Yu Liang left Xie Tianzi and Ying Xiaowo on the outer perimeter of the Eight-Sided Exquisite Pavilion and went inside alone.

"Golden chariots stand in unison, six dragons subdue them; cloud-borne chariots listen to historians and ride the long winds. With wine in hand and poetry in hand, spear in hand, one day we will climb the sun and shoot it into the azure sky!"

Hearing the voice, two servants came out to greet you: "And who are you, sir?"

"Yu Lianghuang, the representative of the Ancient Plains' Hegemony Spear, wishes to see Young Master Yuan. Please pass on the request."

"Please wait a moment, esteemed guest."

At that moment, a voice came from deep within the courtyard: "Xuanduan, let the guests in."

"Yes."

"Honored guest, please follow us."