Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

"Three Gates? The Destruction of the World!"

The voice of the person in question carried a hint of solemnity. The changes revealed in the two divination inscriptions made the future situation even more unpredictable.

Tianji finally woke up, his voice clear but full of astonishment: "The light has lost its color? Diming, this is your doing!"

It did not mention the best of human beings.

Di Ming remained silent for a moment, then coldly replied, "A reversal of fate, could it be that Heaven and Earth are exchanging lives?"

"Hey, if two friends from heaven and earth can exchange lives, who should I, Jue Fei Chang Jun, choose to reverse my fate?"

Tianji and Diming said simultaneously, "The best among men!"

Fei Changjun sighed helplessly: "You two are joking. Let's discuss how to deal with Luo Hou. His methods are too cruel. I'm afraid he'll lose control, and then it will be beyond the three of us to defeat him."

Tianji disagreed: "Although Tiandu is powerful, it has not done anything immoral or heinous."

Extraordinary Lord chuckled: "Although the Three Vehicles of Xuanhuang were personally conferred by the Nine Heavens Mystic Venerable, their current reputation and prestige are far inferior to that of the Heavenly Capital Martial Lord. It seems that with a Martial Lord in the Bitter Realm, there is nothing that requires our intervention."

"That's because he doesn't know how terrifying the Eight-Headed Demon God is!"

Of the three, only Tianji seriously pondered the divination text: "Light and darkness are inherently corresponding. If light has lost its luster, why is darkness shrouded in dust? And what are the Three Gates?"

"The last sentence should be changed to 'The Martial Lord Saves the World, Heavenly Traces, Earthly Darkness,' don't you think?"

The extraordinary lord's words were pointed, but neither Tianji nor Diming responded to them.

The three parted with different thoughts in their hearts, but none of them could fall asleep that night.

The next day.

An uninvited guest arrived in Tiandu.

As Haoxing Tanlong crossed the Rainbow Bridge, he caught a glimpse of several women picking lotus flowers in the West Sea. The familiar faces were those of Manli, Huang Zhong, and the others whom he had been worried about encountering.

How did they get here?

The little fox who led him in, unaware of the guest's sudden change in expression, happily said, "Since these ladies came, our meals have improved a lot. I can eat chicken and eggs every day."

"Ok?"

The little fox didn't explain, but instead spun around, turning his newly made school uniform into a flower shape.

They're on summer vacation now, and they'll all be moving up a grade when school starts in the fall.

Unfortunately, Suiyu grew up too fast and was already much taller than Xiaohu. He and Jingyun were either practicing martial arts or drawing talismans and never had a moment to rest.

Xianling and Xiaoyue went sightseeing, and even Teacher Lianzhuang went to Time City for vacation. In the end, Xiaomian accompanied him.

Little Fox led Haoxing Tanlong to Wu Jun's reception room, brewed some fine tea, and then quietly withdrew.

Upon seeing Luo Hou, Hao Xing Tan Long's face instantly darkened, and sparks flew from his eyes.

"Luo Hou, you broke your promise!"

"Oh?"

"You organized an unprecedented martial arts tournament for me, but in the end you took all my rare treasures. Don't you owe me an explanation?"

Luo Hou never expected that Hao Xing Tan Long would one day regain his true form. He originally thought that the treasure should not be given to Yuan Gongzi and Yu Liang Huang, but should be used to benefit the people. Unexpectedly, the original owner has now been resurrected.

"The treasures of the Mountain and Sea Wonders were retrieved through the cooperation of the contestants, as you have witnessed firsthand. Each contestant obtained the items they desired, and some of them were even obtained by Young Master Yuan."

"You won't deny the treasures of the five secret caves, will you? If I'm not mistaken, you snatched the Rain Bell from my hands and then used it to coerce Zonghengzi into cooperating with you."

Haoxing Tanlong grew angrier and angrier as he spoke, his voice rising louder and louder. The treasure was looted, and he was taken away as well.

"How can you say it was stolen? It should be said it was rescued."

"Hmph! Lord Wu, what a brilliant method you have."

"The treasure has been used up, and I am in Tiandu. If Yu Linling is willing to go with you, I will not stop her."

Hao Xing Tanlong's visit was certainly not to find Yu Linglin. He waited for several days at Bamian Linglong but did not receive a second message, and even Chu Tianxing did not bother him again.

Instead of wandering aimlessly through the martial world like a headless fly, it's better to use Tiandu's intelligence network to gather information.

"Find someone for me, and I will never mention the treasures of the mountain and sea wonders again."

Luo Hou was naturally willing; he didn't want to face such an awkward situation: "Who is it?"

“A long time ago, someone ambushed me at the Beast King’s Tomb and implanted the Elf Triangle into me. The clue I obtained is that this person lives three thousand feet below the Yellow Springs.”

"Is the Yellow Springs three thousand feet deep?"

Knowing that Hao Xing Tanlong had been tricked again, the person who transformed him was the Extraordinary Lord, and the one living three thousand feet in the Yellow Springs was the Underworld.

Luo Hou did not reveal this secret. It didn't matter whether it was Fei Chang Jun or Huang Quan. It was time to meet them.

"how?"

"Deal. However, there are many people hunting you down in the martial arts world right now. Would you like to lay low in Tiandu for a while?"

Hao Xing Tanlong's eyes flashed with a hint of ferocity: "I will naturally repay the debts I owe, but before that, I need to settle the score with that person first."

Chapter 363 Waiting for Me to Retrieve the Blazing Thunder Blade

In the distant land of spirits, a light rain is falling.

The Celestial Weaver stood silently before the grave of his beloved daughter, Amber, as someone slowly approached in the rain, holding a red oil-paper umbrella.

Long-lost friends locked eyes for a moment, and neither was able to utter a word.

After a long while, the refined man under the umbrella finally spoke softly, "You look haggard."

The Heavenly Weaver reacted, shoving him far away with a palm strike, and angrily said, "I didn't expect you to still be alive!"

"I am merely leaving, not dying."

"In my heart, you are no different from being dead."

"It's just a journey around the world, why be so venomous?"

"Hmph, you cleaned Amber's grave?"

The man lowered his head, his voice filled with deep sorrow and pain: "Back then, I believed your promise and kept Amber by your side. I never imagined that we would be separated forever now."

“If you hadn’t secretly taken my weapon, causing my defeat in the battle, Amber wouldn’t have died saving me.”

The man gently explained, "I took the Blazing Thunder Blade because the evil energy on it would harm you. If you continue to use it, you will only go mad and die."

The Heavenly Weaver sneered: "That's alarmist."

“I do not wish for you to continue killing and waging war. Back then, the Elven world was divided into two factions over the issue of sending troops. If you had chosen not to send troops at the last moment, Amber would still be alive today.”

"Shut up! Cowardice is not the way of the Forbidden City's royal lineage. Besides, I have already made an agreement with the three lineage leaders. How can I break my promise?"

“I thought that without your weapon, you would no longer fight… I miscalculated, I miscalculated.”

The man dropped the red paper umbrella, walked to the amber grave, and painfully stroked the tombstone.

The Heavenly Weaver, filled with resentment, pain, and hatred, said sternly, "As her father, won't you avenge her?"

"Revenge cannot bring back the amber."

"You are cowardly and timid, unworthy to be Amber's father! Since that's the case, hand over the Blazing Thunder Blade and let me settle this score!"

I will not agree to this.

"Leng Piaomiao, don't force me to take action against you!"

"Poppy, don't let the flames of hatred consume your life. Stop seeking revenge and leave with me."

The only response from the cold, ethereal Heavenly Weaver was the Heavenly Weaver's rage and relentless attacks: "Foolish dreamer, may you be annihilated by thunder!"

Streaks of bluish-purple lightning, accompanied by powerful and domineering palm winds, poured down on his former lover, his killing intent chilling and utterly merciless.

Leng Piaomiao said in a pained voice, "Are we going to take action in front of Amber's grave?"

"Hand over the Blazing Thunder Blade, or only one of us will be able to leave."

With each step aggression and each move a deadly strike, the Heavenly Weaver grew increasingly agitated, her poppy-like face now burning with fanaticism and hatred.

Not far away, on the banks of the Seven-Colored River, Huang Yangyaoxue, having settled the Shouyu clan, was saying goodbye to her good friend Yu Shaoliu, who had just taken over as the head of the Imperial Vein.

"Yaoxue, are you really going to the Bitter Realm?"

"The boss hasn't come back yet, I have to find him."

Huang Yangyaoxue had just woken up when Ni Shenyang arranged for him to escort his clansmen back, but these days had been enough for him to understand what had happened to the Shouyu lineage.

Just then, his friend's father passed away, forcing him to postpone the event for a few days. He was now extremely anxious.

Yu Shaoliu hesitated for a moment before saying, "The masters of the Divine Vein and the Holy Vein have decided to activate the self-sealing again, and Huang Yangjiao of your Hunting Universe has also agreed. If you go out, you will never be able to come back."

"They stay, I leave."

Huang Yangyaoxue's face was cold. The soldiers had not returned, and the spirits had sealed themselves away. The same story was playing out again.

Yao Xue was puzzled as to why Ni Shenyang had entrusted Shouyu to Jiao Su'er. Jiao Su'er's timid and submissive behavior in front of the leaders of the Divine and Holy lineages these past few days had inexplicably annoyed Yao Xue.

"Jiao Su'er's style is consistent with the three lineages of God, Saint, and Imperial, so there will be no more exclusion of Shou Yu within the elves. Also, will the Heavenly Weaver be going to the Bitter Realm with you?"

Unlike Shouyu, the Forbidden City lineage is now extinct. Whether the Heavenly Weaver leaves or stays is irrelevant to the Elf World.

"That's right. War God is waiting for us outside the Valley of Abandoned Gods. Besides finding our leader, we also need to eliminate the Father of Illusion and avenge the elves who were harmed by him."

Yu Shaoliu sighed: "When will this cycle of revenge end? I hope Leng Piaomiao can persuade the Heavenly Weaver."

He was disappointed. No sooner had he finished speaking than the figure of the Heavenly Weaver appeared on the riverbank.

Huang Yangyaoxue stood up: "That filthy land of the Bitter Realm is not worthy of being cleansed with the blood of elves."

"Yaoxue, take care of yourself!"

"Shao Liu, I entrust the Shouyu lineage to your care."

Outside the Valley of Abandoned Gods, the War God Mao, now fully conscious, was covered in blood. He had finally broken through the sword formation that Hate Wu Peak had modified for him years ago.

As the sun sets, it shines on the broken elven seal. Perhaps soon this mountain wall will disappear, once again isolating the elven world from the Bitter Realm.

Tianzhizhu and Huangyang Yaoxue came out and walked side by side with the God of War, Zhao.

"Kill the father of illusion!"

"Kill Wu Feng!"