Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

Seeing that there were no further objections, Yu Lijing declared that Sui was innocent and that this case, which had lasted for several decades, was finally closed.

Wu Huo Du Mi and Jian Fei Dao each left, while Fei Chang Jun chatted with Jun Feng Tian while waiting for Ting San Tie.

Ting San Tie then pulled Shao Hao aside and asked him all sorts of questions, displaying the concern of an elder. However, Shao Hao was unable to answer any of his questions.

"I have no memory of my father. The Sword Master of the World, who sealed the sword, took in my mother and brought me into this world. After I was born, I was hunted down by various forces. It was my Uncle Huang Quan who fought his way to protect me. After that, I was raised by my adoptive father."

Ting San Tie sighed: "I'm sorry."

At that time, Dian Fengque had transformed from the head of the Imperial Academy into the God of Death. Su Huanzhen led the righteous path of the Central Plains and paid a heavy price to kill him. Who would have known that he had a posthumous child?

After Shao Hao was born, his innate divine abilities attracted the covetousness of all sides. The righteous path could not tolerate him, and the villains wanted to seize him. If it weren't for Luo Hou's all-out protection, he might have become nourishment for others long ago.

"I never imagined that the Court Master was an old friend of my father. Shao Hao is very polite."

The God of the Dead had a warm smile and an elegant demeanor, exuding innate nobility, yet also an innate aloofness.

Ting San Tie could not say any more, so he bid farewell to Fei Chang Jun and left.

At this moment, Mo Qingchi asked Shao Hao for help: "I wonder if Lord Shao Hao's eighth-grade divine power can help the sinner regain his sanity?"

"I can give it a try."

Jun Fengtian, Yu Lijing, and Mo Qingchi accompanied Shao Hao to the inner room. Jian Zhichi was lying on the bed with lifeless eyes. The wounds on his left and right chests had been carefully treated and were thickly bandaged with white cloth.

Shao Hao mobilized his true essence and unleashed another eighth-grade divine power: "Spiritual Flower Technique - Formless Spiritual Stillness, drink!"

In an instant, a strange blood-red aura was drawn out by the spirit flower, drifting everywhere and exuding a strong killing intent.

Jun Fengtian frowned again: "It's the power of Blood Darkness!"

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Chapter 367 The Eight Legions Appear

The desolate mountain peaks are cold under the chilly moon.

Huang Yangyaoxue left the elf squad and went to search for Ni Shenyang across the world. Tianzhizhu also had other important matters to attend to and temporarily separated from the War God Ni.

The Beast King summoned the three, including Mo Shichen, and they were hurrying along a desolate mountain path.

Suddenly, the Hateful Peak blocked the way.

Faced with his old nemesis once more, the Beast King's blood surged, and with a roar, he unleashed his ultimate move: "Beast Slaughter of the Six Rong!"

Henwufeng still dodged to the side, and the enormous force of his fist cracked the ground three feet wide.

Knowing that the Beast King's power was restricted, yet still able to unleash such might, Hen Wufeng couldn't help but admire: "To recover to this extent from the anomaly, your will is truly admirable."

"Everything I have today is thanks to you. I have no way to repay you but to kill you. You are a beast with boundless lust!"

The War God Lion poured out all its power, intending to settle the score with one move. Instantly, the energy of heaven and earth surged, wild beasts roared in the surrounding area, and a giant blood-red lion materialized, roaring as it charged towards Hateful Peak.

The lion spirit opened its blood-red maw, intending to swallow Hate Wu Peak and everything around it.

Although he felt guilty, he knew that he hadn't come here to die. Suddenly, a flash of light appeared, and the wind from the blade was cold. Three explosive blade beams shot forward.

The twin blades shattered the Lion Spirit, and the single blade wounded the Beast King.

Before the Beast King could unleash another powerful attack, Leng Feng struck again, aiming straight for the eyes.

"Ah! Ahh!"

The War God Lion covered its eyes and screamed in agony, as excruciating pain ripped through its body, piercing straight to its soul.

"king!"

"Beast King!"

Mo Shichen, Ye Fei, and Huai Guililun rushed forward, using their bodies as a barrier to protect the War God Ni.

"That's it for now."

Henwufeng sheathed his sword and waited quietly for the War God Lion to calm down.

"what!"

Suddenly, they saw the War God Lion cover its eyes with its hands and fight back with all its might. Amidst its roar, Mo Shichen and the other two were horrified to see the Beast King forcibly sever its pair of eyeballs.

"Your Majesty, how are you?"

"Hate Wufeng, what have you done to the King now!"

After a long while, the War God Lion finally calmed down and opened the Blazing Eye in his hand.

Hen Wufeng then said, "With this final strike, I severed the connection between you and Lieyan, which also helped you break free from the shackles on your power."

Why did you do this?

"You have the right to know the truth. If you want revenge, then it should be the complete Beast King."

"the truth?"

"The harm done to the elves was the result of the Ghost Qilin Lord's conspiracy, the details of which are as follows..."

The complex and convoluted process left the elves dumbfounded and furious: "Was the Father of Illusion also controlled by this person?"

"Of course."

"Hmph, even so, Hate Wufeng, there will surely be a showdown between us!"

"I look forward to that day, but it should be when you are at your strongest."

He left behind the several indignant elves, descended the mountain from Henwu Peak, and returned to Tiandu.

Halfway there, suddenly, the howls of wolves were mournful and the wind of blades was chilling.

Henwu Peak suddenly stopped: "Wolf Star Four Luminaries!"

"Wolves and stars compete to destroy, fearing loneliness and loss; looking back, no one is there to cut through the frost in the empty sky. In this vast world, who is the master? The sun and moon bow their heads before the emperor in the blade."

A swordsman with a wounded left eye and disheveled hair descended from the sky, landing in front of Henwu Peak with a chilling killing intent.

Who is blocking the road?

"Knife Emperor Huo Feixiong".

Henwufeng sensed the familiar star power: "You are Tuoluo Miechen."

"I will reclaim the Four Luminaries of Wolf and Star; now hand over your life."

Huo Feixiong stared intently at Hen Wufeng with one eye, revealing a strange aura.

Hen Wufeng disliked this feeling, as if he were being watched by a venomous snake.

"The four celestial bodies of Wolf and Star will eventually converge on one person, but that person is not you. Star power belongs to the Western Regions, and I must bring it back."

"Then let's draw our swords! The Imperial Blade is unleashed!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Huo Family's Overlord Blade swept across the world, cutting through all directions and cleaving through the wilderness.

"Cold Blade - Decisive Strike in the Cold Night!"

The wind is cold, the night is chilly, and the knife is even colder.

Huo Feixiong's Overlord Blade comes from Huo Family Fortress. It is made of rare wind-absorbing iron, thick and heavy, with a red body and a black blade, resembling flowing blood.

Hate Wu Peak's Lingye Blade is forged from fine steel from the Western Regions. The superb smelting technique makes this blade both resilient and powerful.

The Overlord Blade is merciless in taking lives, and the Cold Blade is ruthless in taking only lives.

The two swords clashed fiercely, producing a piercing clang of metal. The killing intent condensed into a gust of wind, causing all the surrounding trees to explode and shatter.

The evenly matched blows left both men stunned.

"Truly a cursed Lone Star."

"The Central Plains Sword Emperor is quite powerful."

"Again, Imperial Blade of the World - Endless Sun!"

"Instantaneous Annihilation - Indra's Slash!"

In the second move, Huo Feixiong raised his sword to the sky, while Hen Wufeng dragged his sword forward. The two charged at each other, determined to kill each other.

The Overlord Blade is even more domineering and wilder, slicing through the sky with a single strike, heading straight for the Milky Way and stars.

The blade grew even colder and more frigid, unleashing countless ice crystals that seemed poised to freeze the entire world.

chap!

The two swords clashed with a teeth-grinding sound. A blinding flash of light appeared, and the Overlord Blade and the Cold Blade simultaneously cracked with fine lines. Huo Feixiong and Hen Wufeng, impacted by the two forces, were forced back at the same time.

"puff!"

Huo Feixiong vomited a mouthful of crimson blood, and Henwu Feng's blood surged.

With both swords damaged, further combat would surely result in further losses. Neither dared to make a third move, nor dared to gamble on whether their swords would break first or the other's.

"Your life is temporarily entrusted to us."

"You should be glad you have a decent knife."

The image of the Trayastrimsa Hell Dragon Slash flashed through Henwu Peak's mind, but he quickly shook his head to dismiss the thought. There were craftsmen and materials in Tiandu; a simple repair would suffice.

"We'll meet again next time, and life and death will be our own fate."

Huo Feixiong turned and left. Hen Wufeng stared at his back, looking puzzled. How could the Wolf Star Four Luminaries be obtained by a person from the Central Plains?

The next day.

Tiandu was bustling with activity. Yu Cixin and Butterfly Lord, a couple who had been sightseeing in the Northern Region, returned, bringing with them a swordsman named Jian Suifeng.

Cui Luohan, who had been keeping an eye on the Eight Legions, also returned.

She brought important news: "Wu Jun, that shadowy figure appeared at Tianzitai not long ago, but his movements were strange. Neither Huang Quan nor I were able to confront him directly. Huang Quan asked me to come and report first."

"What's strange about it?"

The newly arrived Swordsman was an easygoing fellow, and asked in a loud and boisterous manner.

“He came from a crack in the sky, and he was leading a demonic beast that was chained.”

Jian Suifeng scratched his head: "It is a bit strange."

"Keep an eye on them, kill them if you can."