Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

Looking at the image of the Demon World Pagoda on the back of the book, it had transformed into a woman's face. Her alluring body was now tinged with a faint red from the plague, adding to her beauty.

Deep red hair, captivating eyes and brows—he was an old acquaintance all too familiar.

Seeing Luo Hou enter the cave, Fa Xiang smiled slyly, revealing a meaningful expression.

Luo Hou was genuinely surprised: "I didn't expect it to be you? It's been a long time."

"Ok?"

Yi Ye Shu slowly withdrew his power, and his Dharma form then silently disappeared.

"I'm talking about the Heavenly Weaver... How do you feel about absorbing the plague?"

"Although it is a plague, it can still be devoured by the Demon World Pagoda and purified by Buddhist power. It has no effect on me. On the contrary, my power seems to have increased."

"That's good."

The Celestial Weaver stubbornly crawled out from among the rubble, his eyes still blazing with fury: "What have you done to the Savior!"

Luo Hou casually slapped her, knocking her unconscious.

“Brahma, let’s go our separate ways. You go to the Western Buddhist Realm, and I will go to the Elf World. I’ll also take this woman back to her husband.”

"The Martial Lord has worked tirelessly for the sake of all living beings, and Brahma is deeply moved!"

(Thanks for the monthly tickets, fellow Daoists. I should be in the top ten now~)

Chapter 377, Section 376: Reap what you sow, heaven and earth weep.

Accompanied by Chu Tianxing, Haoxing Tanlong returned to the Beast King's Tomb, the place where his memory was interrupted, and finally remembered the process of being implanted with the Elf Triangle.

"The white-haired immortal who guided me to the realm of spirits has the face of Heavenly Mark!"

"Old Hao, I'll go with you to Xianjiao."

Without hesitation, the two quickly arrived at the Immortal's Foot. Chu Tianxing entangled two cultivators, while Haoxing Tanlong ascended straight to the Cloud Han Immortal Pavilion.

There was no one inside the Immortal Pavilion, but in the Heavenly Pool behind the pavilion, Tianji was soaking in the water, recuperating from his injuries.

Hao Xing Tan Long didn't waste any words and directly drew San Heng Zhao Shi to question Tian Ji.

"The white-haired sage of the Tree of Sages, the source of the Blood Darkness in the Elf Realm, and the one who implanted the Elf Triangle in me—which one are you?"

Tianji stood up from the water, dumbfounded: "This?"

"If there is no explanation, Sanheng Zhaoshi will end this conspiracy!"

"Calm down... I've been having a bad run of luck lately. To be honest, I don't understand why everyone says I'm a conspirator, but I believe I've always been consistent throughout."

Tell the truth!

"If you don't believe me, then dying in the Three Realms is also a matter of fate and destiny."

"The Tree of Sages, the Tomb of the Beast King, and the Elf Realm are all inextricably linked to you. In particular, that white-haired immortal who pointed at me and wore the six Buddhist symbols on my body has the same face and voice as you. How can you possibly distinguish between them?"

“I truly know nothing about it, but I did do something else related to you, and the details are as follows…”

After the great battle of the spirits, Tianji discovered that someone had implanted the Elf Triangle into the head of Haoxing Tanlong and was influencing him with the Seven Tribulations of the Illusionary World. At the same time, the Demon Lord's source of life was stirring and seeking to regenerate.

Tianji then used the secret techniques of the immortal sect to absorb the righteous energy of the universe to reshape the source of life and create life trainees.

"Creating humans?"

“I created the Life Trainee to delay the Netherworld from finding the Demon Lord, and on the other hand, I used the transformation opportunity in the Source of Life to make you begin to change.”

"Were those Ananda's seven dreams?"

"Yes, but the power of the Spirit Triangle is too great. I had no choice but to use the trainee's hand to cut off the Spirit Triangle and temporarily make you intangible, so that the conspirators cannot carry out their next move."

After hearing Tianji's account, Haoxing Tanlong was furious: "So the secret techniques of the immortal sects are used to alter the fate of others! Tianji, how cruel you were to the Demon Lord of the Netherworld and to me! Is this how the righteous path goes, resorting to any means necessary?"

"Since ancient times, good and evil have been irreconcilable. As long as the goal of eliminating the enemy is achieved, the means are not important."

"Hahaha!"

Hao Xing Tan Long laughed bitterly: "Means don't matter? What's the difference between what you did and what the person who implanted the Elf Triangle in me did! You're all ruthless in achieving your own goals. Who gave you the right to arbitrarily change other people's destinies?"

Tianji had never thought about this question before and was speechless for a moment.

"My nightmares of the past thousand years, my slaughter of elves, every crime I have committed, are all caused by you. Die!"

Sanheng Zhaoshi rose high, Haoxing Tanlong transformed into an angry Vajra, determined to end the life of this cyborg who caused him so much suffering.

Just as things were about to fall, a figure suddenly rushed over, and the two swords clashed, saving Tianji who had closed his eyes and was waiting to die.

"Don't touch him! Tianji's life belongs to Diming!"

The newcomer was none other than Di Ming, who was covered in blood and whose aura was disordered. The Ghostly Staff in his hand had transformed into the Weeping God, and the sword was stained with thick bloodstains.

Before Haoxing Tanlong could make another move, Diming threw the severed head he was holding in front of Tianchi Lake, laughing wildly, "Tianji, look who this is!"

The head rolled several times, then turned face up, revealing the face of the desert eagle.

"Brother Eagle? A good friend indeed!"

Tianji flew ashore, cradled the head of the desert eagle, and vomited out a mouthful of crimson blood.

“I told him that Tianji’s life belongs only to me. How dare he lay a hand on you? He deserves to die!”

"You're insane! You're insane!"

Di Ming's frenzied demeanor contained a tremendous and dangerous aura, like a wild beast that had been completely unleashed, recklessly destroying the world.

"Our old wounds haven't healed, and we're both injured. It's fair, let's fight!"

"Today marks the final end to the struggle between heaven and earth!"

Ignoring his injuries, Tianji waved his divine decree, unleashing a surge of pure energy that swept across the heavens, and fiercely slashed at Diming.

"Heavenly Decree!"

"Heavenly Decree!"

Unexpectedly, Di Ming used the same immortal sword technique as Tian Ji.

The Oracle and the Weeping God, two swords with extremely similar shapes, reflected brilliant light and soared straight into the heavens.

boom!

A massive explosion shook the celestial pavilion, and celestial clouds flew wildly.

"How do you know the techniques of the immortal sects?"

Surprised, Tianji changed his technique, forcefully gathering deep blue frost with invisible sword energy, condensing it into a giant ice crystal sword, which soared into the sky with a thought.

"Frost falls from the sky!"

"Frost falls from the sky!"

The same move was used again. Instantly, blue snowflakes rose under the Cloud Han Immortal Pavilion, sword energy danced in the air, and the coldness froze the heavens and earth.

Both were already at their limit, and they fought several more times despite their injuries. Both were on the verge of death, but their hatred had driven them mad, and they were determined to fight to the death.

Haoxing Tanlong stepped aside and watched coldly.

"The final blow: Destruction!"

Before Tianji could make a move, Diming preemptively unleashed the final form of the Doomsday Martial Arts Manual.

"Hell weeps, ten thousand souls sacrifice themselves for the heavens!"

In an instant, evil spirits swept across the land, demons climbed up to earth, thousands of withered bones twirled their chilling white claws, hell opened its gates, and the Yellow Springs called out to souls.

An irresistible attack; before the sword energy even landed, Tianji already felt his soul tremble and death envelope him.

"This is bad! Heavenly Sword Forbidden Technique? Exhausting Qi to Transform into a Sword!"

Unwilling to be slaughtered and consumed by hatred, Tianji unleashed a forbidden technique from the immortal sect.

Instantly, the sky stretched to the horizon, the sword absorbed the clouds of the nine heavens, and gathered the spirit of the universe, forming the momentum of ten thousand swords, cleaving the sky and covering the earth, surging endlessly, and slashing down majestically towards the Cloud Sea Immortal Pavilion.

The ghost devoured the immortal sword, but the immortal sword shattered the ghost.

With two soft thuds, the Divine Oracle and the Divine Weeping pierced each other's chests simultaneously, sending blood splattering everywhere.

Just then, Di Ming, lying in a pool of blood, suddenly removed his mask, revealing a face exactly like Tian Ji's.

"Tianji, see who I am?"

How could you!

"Hahaha, I am a creation of your blood essence, are you shocked?"

Tianji understood everything: "The Valley of the Wind massacre, and the white-haired immortal that Haoxing Tanlong mentioned, it was all you!"

Hao Xing Tanlong understood: "Blood Essence Creation, so the Cloud Sea Immortal Sect is just as cruel to its own people!"

Suddenly, Di Ming, who was about to lose all the blood in his body, rose up from the ground, raised the Divine Cry, and forced out the last of his Blood Darkness power to fiercely slash at Tian Ji.

"I said, Tianji can only die at the hands of Diming, in the Blood Dark Apocalypse!"

Tianji closed his eyes once again, awaiting death. Unexpectedly, at this moment, Sanheng Zhaoshi Haoran attacked and pierced Diming's heart.

Shenqi collapsed helplessly, a stream of hot blood spraying onto Tianji's face, blurring his vision.

In a daze, Tianji only heard Diming's last words: "In the end, you still didn't remember who I am, Dawn..."

"Shuchen?"

Something seemed to rise from the depths of Tianji's heart, only to vanish in an instant.

Chapter 378 The Demon Lord Resurrected, Shadows Appear in the Dust

Di Ming died, Tian Ji was seriously injured, and Hao Xing Tan Long ultimately did not make another move and left Yun Han Immortal Pavilion.

"Friend, it's over."

Chu Tianxing swayed and stopped entangled with the two cultivators.

"Now that the real culprit has been found, I must go to the Elf Realm and explain everything to them."

"Old Hao, aren't you afraid the elves will skin you alive?"

"That is my own fault."