Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

"mean!"

Luo Hou's expression turned solemn: "Huang Yang Geng Ri, your offense today will be repaid by your compatriots in the future."

A terrifying aura of kingship instantly pressed down on Huang Yang Geng Ri, making him feel as if he had been plunged into an abyss, and cold sweat instantly soaked his entire body.

"Feel sorry."

Huang Yang Geng Ri spoke with difficulty.

"I don't need to say anything more to you."

The reason for requesting a hostage is that Ni Shenyang is deeply sentimental.

Before implementing the plan to purify the world, Ni Shenyang will inevitably come to Tiandu for the sake of Jiao Su'er.

At that time, there will be room for maneuver.

Huang Yang Geng Ri did not hesitate for long. He struck his staff and resolutely said, "I will send Jiao Su'er here."

"very good."

Although the Elf World is affected by the demonic seed of the Underworld, it is not without hope of recovery.

As for Ni Shenyang, there's also the protection of the Tree God Shenhen and the botanical expert Shang Qingyi.

The worst-case scenario, as mentioned before, is to eliminate them before war even begins...

With the matter of the Mountain and Sea Wonders coming to an end, Luan Shi Kuang Dao, Juan Shou Tian, ​​and Yuan Wu Xiang, who had just returned to Mo Tun Bu Dong City, received an urgent message from Su Huan Zhen to go to the Netherworld to support Jian Fei Dao.

The cave, it's still the same familiar cave.

The moon is still the same familiar moon.

The three members of the Mad Blade Sect arrived outside the Netherworld Cave, but there was no sign of battle.

"Enter."

At this moment, Jian Feidao was fighting desperately.

Because of Liu Su Wanqing, Jian Feidao was once again used by the Netherworld to obtain the Three Cold Souls, which led to the appearance of the Netherworld, the rebirth of the Demon Cocoon, and the tragic death of the Lord of the Palace.

Jian Feidao felt both ashamed and resentful. His grief and anger transformed into a blood-soaked fighting spirit, and he charged straight into the depths of the Netherworld.

Unexpectedly, the ground slipped and they fell into another world.

All that could be seen was the Cocoon of the Earth playing the Yang Demon Harp, expressionless, as it played a death symphony.

"The sword of Dao is not the Dao itself; upholding the last wish of the Lord of the Palace, today we vow to destroy the demonic scourge!"

"Before the infinite, all that remains is sorrow and pity."

A tear slid from the cocoon-shaped eye and then flicked from his fingertip. The Demon's Tear, the Weeping Kill, a simple yet boundless move, was unstoppable and impossible to defend against or block.

"The Sword of the Immortal Dust will never allow evil to run rampant! The Sword of Immortal Dust, the Way of the Sword!"

Despite a tear staining his lips red, Jian Feidao remained resolute, his cold sword light reflecting off the endless snow and the crimson forbidden realm.

"Slay a powerful warrior, forge a legend; with this song, we pay tribute to you."

The music changed, and the Black Winged Ice Soul, one of the six-colored killing souls, appeared infinitely.

Dark wings, cold, icy soul, a chilling night of slaughter, a desolate gate of death.

"Soul-Plundering Kill!"

"The wind sweeps away the cold clouds, and the evening snow clears!"

With the enhancement of spatial abilities, Blackwing Ice Soul's evil power increased exponentially. In contrast, Sword Non-Dao's power was reduced to only 60% under the suppression of the barrier. Even with his unparalleled sword and resolute heart, the battle was a hundred times more difficult for him.

Just as Luan Shi Kuang Dao, Juan Shou Tian, ​​and Yuan Wu Xiang ventured into the depths of the Blood Path, they were astonished to see the most gloomy and dark demonic silkworm, radiating unparalleled evil power.

Suddenly, a sinister voice rang out: "A demon that appears once every thousand years, its will is mine."

The ink brush turned the pages of the book, and instantly a blazing evil light shone forth, awakening all demons.

"Ten thousand moths ravage the world, but I alone am a locust."

"Life is the other shore, death is without end. Ask the mortal world, where is there no Yellow Springs?"

The figures that appeared before the Mad Blade were none other than the Ghost Queen of the Netherworld, the civil official Thousand Demons' Edict, and the warrior Moth Demon Locust.

The Ghost Queen of No End wore a magnificent red robe, a beaded curtain on her head, and held a crystal demon bone in her hand. Her face was exactly the same as that of the deceased Ghost Queen of Calamity.

She gave a bewitching smile: "You are honored to offer a blood sacrifice for the Netherworld."

Looking again at the Moth Demon Locust, countless red moths danced around the demon, their wings ablaze with fire, the fire concealing poison. They gathered and dispersed intermittently, weaving together into a bizarre web of insects.

“Juan Shoutian, this place is now in your hands. I will go and sever the evil of the twin cocoons of heaven and earth.”

Worried about Jian Feidao, Kuangdao darted between the three demons and rushed towards the final blood hole.

"Daozhen and Shuangxiu will not let their comrades down."

With the famous sword Jin Feng, the silver dart Xuan Jie, and the assistance of the Wuji Formation, Juan Shou Tian joined forces with Yuan Wu Xiang to fight against the three demons, their power and prestige were overwhelming, and they were invincible.

"Five Suns Ignite the Prairie Fire!"

"Returning to the Origin of the Eight Extremes!"

Golden and silver light intertwined to form a brilliant radiance, instantly dispelling the demonic and evil atmosphere in the cave.

"kill!"

Despite being outmatched, the three demons each employed wicked and unorthodox techniques, and with their endless demonic manifestations, they gradually depleted the inner energy of Juan Shoutian and Yuan Wuxiang.

In the Blood-Dark Realm, the Mad Blade of Chaos arrives to the rescue: "Reverse Dragon Slash, shout!"

Saving lives comes first. Kuang Dao unleashes his ultimate move, his immense sword energy forming four tornadoes that swirl around the Lion Head Sword before transforming into four wind blades that rapidly attack the four directions of the barrier.

Ice Soul spread its black wings to block the wind blades, while its demonic claws locked onto the weakened Jian Feidao, intending to kill him in one fell swoop.

"Soul Devouring Strike!"

With the help of the Mad Blade, Jian Feidao's spirit was shaken, and his Dao Sword erupted with immense power: "The cold light of dusk stirs the smoke and snow!"

At this moment, the wind blades that had been scattered in all directions suddenly swirled back, merged with the Dao swords, and struck the Ice Soul at the same time.

"Uh!"

With a flick of his long hair, the Mad Blade of Chaos channeled his energy into the blade, unleashing a terrifying blade aura that stretched for tens of feet.

"Mount Lu remains unmoved, yet a sword mark remains; die!"

Unexpectedly, Dijian gently pulled on the Yangmoqin, retracting the Black Winged Ice Soul: "Tianjian, you've awakened."

The otherworld shattered, and Jian Feidao and Luanshi Kuangdao fell to the ground.

At the same time, a deep voice rang out: "The gates of hell have opened, hahahahaha!"

Amidst the maniacal laughter, a sudden change occurred; the demonic power vanished, and its boundless force caused the heavens and earth to lose their color.

Jian Feidao, sword in hand, walked toward the Heavenly Demon Cocoon that was about to break free. This was the sin he had committed, and he had to end it with his own hands.

The maniacal laughter within the cocoon turned into contempt: "Sword is not the Way. With your current injuries, how do you intend to stop me?"

"Heaven's will is impartial and has its own measure. This is neither the way of Heaven nor my way; I will wield my sword and forge my own destiny."

With a loud shout and his hair standing on end in anger, Jian Feidao poured out all his energy to condense the character "Dao" with Xuanbing ice, which was the very move that Tianji had regretted in the past.

"The Mysterious Ice Ancient Path Subdues Demons!"

"I'll take your advice."

The demonic cocoon suddenly rose up and then transformed into a world-devouring demonic beast, facing the "Dao" character that pressed down from the sky.

The heavens overturned the might of the Dao, and the earth surged with demonic waves. In the extreme conflict, the Dao sword struck with all its might, and the Heavenly Demon Cocoon exploded with a deafening roar.

Just as everyone held their breath, the smoke and dust dissipated, revealing a crimson sword pointing skyward, and the wind and clouds changed color.

The Heavenly Demon Cocoon came into being from nothing and descended from the sky.

"Calamity spreads throughout the world, unleashing six calamities and seven killings; disasters have swept across the ages, and it alone reigns supreme over the eight difficulties and nine evils. A demon unparalleled throughout the ages, defying Heaven to become its master."

The Heavenly Demon Cocoon appeared, Jian Feidao fell to the ground, and the battle suddenly turned into a crisis.

"Walk."

Kuangdao picked up Jian Feidao, Juan Shoutian and Yuan Wuxiang covered their retreat, and the group was about to withdraw when the four demon generals intercepted them at the same time.

"Spare my life!"

With the demonic hand raised high, Kui Yujiang unleashed his ultimate attack, the Mad Blade and Sword of Chaos, but an unprecedented sword intent arrived in an instant, preemptively intercepting the Demon Lord's strike.

With unparalleled sharpness and endless techniques, he stands proudly atop the peak, his sword intent boundless, annihilating all demons.

"retreat."

Chapter 332 Extraordinary Ruler: Pawn, Sacrifice

Ren Pingsheng was the one who blocked the Heavenly Demon Cocoon with a single sword strike.

After leaving the Netherworld, Ren Pingsheng took Jian Feidao from him.

"His injuries are serious, I will take over."

"Good work."

Instead of returning to Demon Devouring City, the three—Luan Shi Kuang Dao, Juan Shou Tian, ​​and Yuan Wu Xiang—came to Cui Huan Mountain, where Su Huan Zhen was waiting for the outcome of their trip.

The three recounted the battle in the Netherworld in detail, all expressing their concern for the Twin Cocoons of Heaven and Earth.

Su Huanzhen asked, "Is Ren Pingsheng's swordsmanship really as exquisite as the rumors say?"

The three of them nodded in agreement.

"Excellent, the righteous path has gained another powerful ally."

Chaotic Blade already knew that Skillful Craftsman had escaped and was in Tiandu, but he was still furious when he thought of the actions of the Father of Illusion.

"Su Huanzhen, Father of Illusion, what do you intend to do with him?"

"As for him... I still need to confirm some information. At present, I only know that he is connected with Senior Yi Ye Shu's destiny."

"Ok?"

"This concerns the most important matter concerning human beings, and I still need to find other corroborating evidence."