Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

"Find my boss."

Heaven.

Hao Xing Tan Long and Luo Hou reached an agreement and were about to leave when Shao Hao and his two companions returned with beaming faces.

"Father, I am confident that I can break the spatial magic of the Ghost Qilin Lord."

"very good."

Luo Hou shared the same joy.

Among the various spells in the Bitter Realm, time and space spells are undoubtedly the most powerful. Although it is unknown where Fei Changjun learned them from, and no one else in the Cloud Sea Immortal Sect has been seen to use them, space spells are the basis for the identity swapping of Fei Changjun, Yue Jiaozi, and the fake Ghost Qilin Master. Once broken, Fei Changjun's true nature can be seized.

Shao Hao's ability to break this powerful spell means that his skill in magic has reached a new level.

Shao Hao was clearly very satisfied, his handsome face beaming with pride.

He explained to Rahu and the others, "I divide spatial spells into two types: fixed-point teleportation and random teleportation. The one I used to fight Mara was fixed-point teleportation, which required marking between two points."

Luo Hou had personally participated in the battle of Bo Xun, so it was easy for him to understand. However, Hen Wufeng, Xiao Liuguang, and Haoxing Tanlong were completely confused, but that didn't stop them from continuing to listen.

It's always good to learn more about advanced techniques.

"The channel for fixed-point teleportation is fixed. When the spell is activated, the two points are overlapped, and the channel is omitted, thus completing the instantaneous transfer."

It seems to be based on the wormhole principle in physics.

Luo Hou pondered this to himself, but did not voice it.

Xiao Liuguang followed Shao Hao for several days. When they caught up with Mingyue Buguichen, Shao Hao said that the seawater had washed away the traces of Gui Qizhu, causing the tracking to fail.

Upon hearing this, he quickly asked, "What is random teleportation? Is Ghost Qilin Lord's teleportation fixed or random?"

"Don't worry."

Shao Hao reached out and made a gesture, causing ripples in the air and doors to appear one after another.

"Random teleportation is like opening many doors in the void. As long as the true energy used to cast the spell is not exhausted, you can continuously enter and exit through these doors."

Luo Hou recalled Tan Wuyu's ability to turn wind into stone. Tan Wuyu had broken through the spatial magic of the Extraordinary Lord by turning this door into stone.

He nodded and continued Shao Hao's words, "The Ghost Qilin Lord uses fixed-point teleportation, otherwise he wouldn't have appeared on the beach where the bright moon never returns. However, given his cunning, there should be multiple marked teleportation points."

"Godfather is right. It is precisely because Ghost Qilin Lord uses fixed-point teleportation that I was able to use the spiritual energy of flowers and trees, an eighth-grade divine power, to mark his teleportation channel."

Xiao Liuguang scratched his head: "I understand less and less."

"In short, as long as he uses spatial magic again, I will be able to catch up with him. It's a pity that I don't know when he will reappear."

Shao Hao showed a look of regret.

Luo Hou's lips curled slightly: "I am certain that he will appear in one place, Hao Xing Tan Long. This person is inextricably linked to the culprit who framed you."

Hao Xing Tanlong showed a fleeting look of surprise, then agreed: "Then let's join forces."

The four left Tiandu and headed to the Golden Villa at the foot of Kuigu Mountain.

Hen Wufeng's expression was very complicated. The Golden Scissors, the master thief of the Western Martial World, was one of the people he killed when he was raising the sword for Ghost Qilin in Benjue Zen Forest.

Luo Hou's plan to lure and capture Gui Linzhu was to have them lie in wait near the Golden Villa, waiting for the arrival of Danfeng Zuizhe. Danfeng Zuizhe, like Henwufeng, was someone controlled by Gui Linzhu.

"Da Feng, the Single-Edged Sinner, and if we include Hao Xing Tan Long, the number of people controlled by Gui Qi Zhu has reached three. This person is truly terrifying."

Hen Wufeng clenched his fists: "This time, we absolutely cannot let him escape!"

"That's right, this time we definitely won't let you escape!"

Suddenly, the wind and clouds surged, and three figures appeared out of thin air, blocking the path of Shao Hao and his companions with murderous intent.

"Throughout the ages, no king has been found; with lofty ambitions reaching the clouds, who can rival him? His spirit swallows the mighty waves; he single-handedly battles the heavens."

"Leaning on my sword, I lie alone amidst the frosty chill, laughing as I watch the fleeting beauty of youth fade away. Of all the sights, I cherish this wind and snow, loving its white flakes and its coldness."

"Father of Fantasy, die!"

"Hate Wufeng, prepare to die!"

Before them stood three powerful figures from the Elf World: Heavenly Weaver, War God Mao, and Emperor Yang Yaoxue.

Enraged and burning with hatred, words were superfluous. The Heavenly Weaver swung his Blazing Thunder Blade and slashed fiercely at Haoxing Tanlong.

Chapter 364 True Identity

If both sides can sit down and discuss compensation, then it's not a matter of hatred.

Hatred makes me have only one thought when I see you: to kill you, or to be killed by you.

Hao Xing Tan Long and the people from Tian Du teamed up to ambush Gui Qi Zhu at Jin Villa, but were stopped by their nemesis halfway there.

Thunder roared across the heavens, and the blade chilled the surrounding wilderness as the Heavenly Weaver cleaved the Haoxing Tanlong with a single strike.

"Wind and Thunder Whirlwind!"

With the Blazing Thunder Blade in hand, the Heavenly Weaver was filled with confidence.

Seeing Tianzhi's attack, Haoxing Tanlong hesitated for a moment before retreating swiftly, the blade barely passing in front of his nose.

The Heavenly Weaver, having gained the upper hand, pressed his advantage relentlessly, his sword flashing even more fiercely, his attacks even more intense, bolts of lightning striking all around him, as if he wished he could immediately cleave his enemy in two.

Faced with the frenzied attacks, Haoxing Tanlong calmly dodged, neither unleashing the Seven Tribulations of Illusion nor drawing out the Three Constant Worlds from his back.

“Lord of the Heavenly Weaver, I will settle the score between Kuahuan and the elves, but I have important business to attend to today, so please make way.”

"Impossible! Blood Lightning Weaves Kill!"

The purple lightning turned blood red, the blade light stirred up murderous aura, hatred and anger twisted on the face of the Heavenly Weaver, and there was only a crazy killing intent in his eyes.

"kill!"

Retreating was to no avail; Haoxing Tanlong was unable to dodge in time, and a long wound was torn from his arm.

With the same madness and the same furious killing intent, the War God Lion charged towards Hateful Peak.

"Beast, destroy the seven wastelands, die!"

A powerful punch, brimming with primal savagery, was delivered like a wounded beast that had become even more ferocious, recklessly slamming into Henwu Peak's face.

Henwufeng dodged to the side, his beastly fist slamming into the ground, stirring up a strong wind and sand.

Immediately, the War God Lion rushed in front of Henwu Peak and smashed down with another punch.

Hen Wufeng threw a punch to block, but felt a sudden soreness and numbness in his arm. In terms of physical strength, he was indeed inferior to the Beast King.

Bang bang bang!

After a barrage of punches, Hen Wufeng was like a wooden stake being beaten, his feet were smashed deep into the ground, and he vomited a mouthful of crimson blood.

"Dafeng, be careful!"

Before Xiao Liuguang could join the battle, snowflakes began to fall, and Huang Yangyaoxue approached coldly: "Swordsman, your opponent is me."

White light rises, frost arrives, and thousands of piles of snow are rolled up.

"A master concealing a dagger in the snow!"

Xiao Liuguang dared not underestimate the enemy before him, and with a flick of his wrist, he unleashed a burst of starlight.

"Silver Shuttle!"

"Fleeting Life, Like a Dream!"

Snow blades, flying snow, endless.

Shadow blades, fleeting shadows, like a dream.

Unlike the domineering nature of the Heavenly Weaver and the ferocity of the War God Lion, both of their blades were light and fast, as thin as cicada wings and as swift as shooting stars, with life and death hanging by a thread.

Shao Hao quietly observed the three battles and quickly noticed the unusual phenomena on the field, causing him to frown slightly.

He neither recognized the three people blocking his way, nor knew about the grudges between them, but given Haoxing Tanlong and Henwufeng's restraint, the two would be completely defeated in less than ten moves.

"stop!"

Suddenly, two large black scythes appeared silently and then fell silently, cutting through the six people in a strange line to form a huge cross.

The six people in the midst of battle suddenly felt darkness before their eyes, as if a cold wind was blowing across their cheeks, and the world around them turned into a black and white, deathly silent one.

“I am the god of the land of the dead. I have no say in your personal grudges, but not today.”

After Shao Hao finished speaking, he put away his sickle, and the world returned to its original state of green mountains and clear waters, except for two deep cracks in the earth's strata.

The six people were as if in a dream or awake.

The Heavenly Weaver was the first to react: "The God of the Land of Death? You are Rahu's adopted son?"

"Of course."

The Heavenly Weaver still vividly remembers the scene of Ni Shenyang's crushing defeat to Luo Hou.

Suppressing her vengeful madness, she said fiercely, "Father of Illusion, you won't be so lucky next time!"

Upon hearing Luo Hou's name, Huang Yangyaoxue's eyes flashed, but she didn't say anything and retreated with Tianzhizhu and Zhanshenni.

"Thank you for helping me out, Shaohao."

"As expected, we've already wasted a lot of time, let's hurry to the Golden Villa."

At this moment, Mo Qingchi, who had come with Sui Wuduan to investigate the Danfeng criminal, also arrived in this area.

Not long ago, Renjue·Feicongjunqinzhidefenggudao proved that Suiwuduan was indeed poisoned back then and was saved by Feichangjun.

The witness testified that left Shu Daoqian speechless, and with the approval of the Venerable Fa Ru and Yu Lijing, Mo Qingchi and Sui Wuduan were released.

Following Fei Changjun's directions, the two headed west and gradually arrived at the Golden Villa.

Inside the villa, Jian Zhichi, who had been rescued by Xi Duanhong, was recuperating in his room. Jun Fengtian's palm strike was truly terrifying; if it weren't for Xi Duanhong's Six Returns Pill of Life, Jian Zhichi would have already died.

Suddenly, a mysterious voice echoed in his mind, and Jian Zhichi felt a splitting headache.

Because of the Buddhist energy entering his body from a page of the book, Jian Zhichi, who had been gradually regaining consciousness, fell into a state of chaos once again.

"what!"

Just then, Xi Duanhong brought in a bowl of chestnut porridge.

A strong bloodlust overwhelmed Jian Zhichi's consciousness, but an inexplicable sense of closeness to Xi Duanhong kept him clear-headed to the last vestiges of his senses. He pushed Xi Duanhong away and stumbled out of the Golden Villa.