Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

The first move ended in a draw, so they began a second one. This time, instead of testing each other, they each pushed their true essence to its peak, and their righteous energy soared into the heavens.

"Non-action and non-contention, the essence of all realms, the sacred transmission of the profound Dao, embracing Yin and Yang, the transformation of the sun and moon!"

"Seven Peaks of Imperial Strike!"

Qingyangzi's Dao Fan transformed into a sharp blade, turning the sun and moon, startling heaven and earth, and shaking the nine provinces.

The star constellation's unique finger points out like a sword, its seven points overlapping and drawing out streaks of unparalleled cold light.

Another fierce clash ensued, bang bang bang!

Originating from the same source, their moves sought each other's fatal weaknesses, striking fiercely, leaving both of them bleeding profusely in the blink of an eye.

"Although Qingyang regrets losing you, he does not regret waking you up from Danqing Lake."

"Heh, Qingyang, you have experienced many ups and downs, but your will remains unwavering, which is also admirable to Xingxiu Yiqi."

"This is the final move, pay attention! Unfettered and Unattached, the Source of All Things, the Sacred Transmission of the Profound Path, the Tribulation of Returning to Simplicity and Truth!"

Qingyangzi opened the dragon-shaped divine zither again, piercing the earth horizontally. He poured his inner energy into one hand and pulled with extreme force in the other. The powerful and domineering true energy burst forth from his body, like a pillar of heaven, splitting mountains.

"As you wish, I will unleash the Daoist Thunder!"

Xingji Yiqi finally drew his Blood Veined Crimson Sword. It was a divine weapon based on a Japanese samurai sword and imbued with Taoist immortal energy. With his exceptional talent, Xingji Yiqi had cultivated two evil paths of true energy and created the Four Absolute Wonders of the Extraordinary Calamity.

However, at this moment the evil energy disappeared, and although he had the four ultimate moves, Xing Ji Yi Qi still followed the agreement and only used the Dao Emperor moves to fight the enemy.

Immediately, Xingxiu Yiqi broke through his limits, his mind and will merged, and the Blood Luo Danqing shone with the aura of the former Dao Emperor, attracting the myriad swords of Dao Martial King Valley to unite and form a heaven-destroying sword aura.

"Qingyang, did you see that? Master has finally accepted me! Hahahaha!"

Amidst hearty laughter, Xingxiu Yiqi ignored Qingyangzi's attack and instead endured it with all his might.

boom!

puff!

Qin Bo exploded inside Xingxiu Yiqi's body, and red blood rained down, soaking through his white robe.

"Why are you so extraordinary, one of the stars?"

Qingyangzi rushed forward, embraced Xingxiu Yiqi's swaying body, and asked in confusion.

"I... am going to be with my mother, brother and younger sister. Goodbye, Qingyang."

The smile froze on Xingxiu Yiqi's face. Originally, he shouldn't have expected his family ties to last forever. The feeling of selling his soul to an evil god was not pleasant. Unfortunately, he made a mistake from the very first step.

Meanwhile, on Corpse Monkey Mountain, Qing Shuangtai intervened in the battle between Bu Junshang and Chi Luo.

"By order of the Martial Lord, Chi Luo and Shirakawa Ryouka are banished back to Japan and shall never set foot on the Central Plains again."

These words surprised everyone present.

It was thought that after Luo Hou dealt with the Eight-Headed Serpent God, he would wipe out the remaining Eight Heavenly Evils.

During the continuous fighting, Bu Junshang gradually saw through Chi Luo and Bai Chuanlinghua's true intentions, and sheathed his sword without saying a word.

Their hometown was destroyed in war, and Chi Luo begged the evil god for help, but the evil god imprisoned everyone's souls for eternity.

Deceived by the evil god, Chi Luo felt both regret and hatred, vowing to kill the evil god and take revenge. He went undercover and waited for an opportunity.

Shirakawa Ryouka couldn't help but ask, "Why did you spare us, Lord Wu?"

Even without the arrival of the Martial Lord himself, the mere presence of Qing Shuangtai and Chao Yizhu, along with Bu Junshang, would have been enough to overwhelm Chi Luo and Bai Chuan Linghua, and their demise would have been imminent.

Qing Shuangtai laughed and said, "There are still some demons in the Hundred Demons of the Eastern Seas who have not yet emerged. Martial Lord hopes that you can hold fast to the islands of the Eastern Seas and not give the demons any chance to invade the Central Plains."

"Linghua understands. With me and Chiluo here, we will definitely take good care of the islands of Japan."

Shirakawa Ryouka bowed respectfully and walked down Corpse Monkey Mountain with Chi Luo.

Bi Xueyan jumped out from behind the large rock where she was hiding and asked worriedly, "Won't they break their promise?"

Qing Shuangtai shook her head, but Bu Junshang answered her instead: "Those who have experienced painful lessons naturally know what should be cherished."

"Hmph, you stinky man, don't you know what's most precious?"

"Too talkative."

The two elves also came down the mountain.

Qing Shuangtai gazed at the strange tree on the mountaintop and the colorful strips of paper fluttering in the autumn wind, his eyes filled with curiosity.

"Brother, do you know anything about the customs of Japan?"

"These notes all express longing for those who have traveled far away."

"I see... The calamity of the evil god is finally over, and the Heavenly Capital's alert has been lifted. Brother, why don't we set sail on the rivers and lakes and relax for a while?"

Chao Yizhu smiled gently and said, "I owe you a lot, so this time I will grant your wish."

"Thank you, brother."

"I should thank my husband, hahahahaha!"

With a flick of his sleeve, Chao Yizhu transformed the tree from the East into nothingness, along with the countless thoughts etched upon it.

Since our old friends are gone, why should we leave their things behind?

Far from here, a love nest was built, and Tan Wuyu and the real Mo Zhaonu set a trap, forcing the Heavenly Ruler Naraku to reveal himself.

Once the Heavenly Ruler sheds his Mo Zhaonu disguise, he is merely an ordinary ninja. Although his Ghost Concealment Technique is divine, his power has waned, and the evil god's career has finally come to an end.

The Heavenly Ruler tossed the Evil God Crystal Jade in his hand toward Mo Zhaonu.

“Mo Zhaonu, don’t think that just because the evil god is dead you can rest easy. You are the messenger personally chosen by the evil god. One day, you will see him again.”

Mo Zhaonu's handsome face was relaxed: "Then I can finish him off myself."

"Ha, I hope so."

"Phoenix dances in the heavens, Vermilion Bird cries in the sky, cheer!"

In a beautiful and enchanting dance, Mo Zhao enslaved the Vermilion Bird and merged with the power of the Phoenix, striking down with overwhelming force that shook the land for miles.

He spoke of turning a duster into a sword, and boldly praised the achievement.

The two powerful forces joined forces, unleashing two earth-shattering energies simultaneously. The Sky-Controlling Warrior had nowhere to escape and instantly perished.

The last member of the Heavenly Evil Clan, the Evil Prison King, who came with the Heavenly Ruler, sensed that Orochi was dead and was desperately trying to escape while the people of the Central Plains were unfamiliar with him.

Unexpectedly, just as he had fled to the coast of the East China Sea, a whip came flying through the air and arrived in an instant.

Snapped!

Before the Evil Prison King could react, the Rain Whale Meridian had already been drawn into his body, unleashing a massive torrent of water energy, like a catastrophe.

"Uh!"

"Where do you think you're going, you evil spirit? Prepare to die!"

Another lash of the whip struck fiercely, its power overwhelming the sea tide, causing the Evil Prison King to vomit blood and shatter all his bones.

"The evil god will not let you get away with this, ah!"

With a series of mournful screams, the Eight-Headed Demon God wiped out all his remaining subordinates in the Central Plains.

This battle between good and evil, which has lasted for thousands of years, will come to a final close with the sinking of the moon.

The autumn scenery of Mingyue Bugui is no less beautiful than any famous scenic spot in Kujing. Behind it are mountains, in front is the sea, the garden is deep and secluded, and the phoenix flowers still stubbornly maintain their bright red and fragrant appearance.

Ting San Tie stepped into the moon's endless slumber.

Xi Yan'er straightened her face and said bluntly, "Master, there is no dinner."

"Hehe, it's alright, I've come to talk to a friend for a while."

Fei Changjun stood up from under the phoenix tree, patted Xi Yan'er's head, and said with a smile, "Xi Yan'er is very good. Go to the back mountain and pick some mushrooms. We'll have fresh bamboo chicken and mushroom soup tonight."

"Juejun is lying! Where would bamboo partridges and mushrooms come from at this time of year!"

Very Jun suddenly realized, "Oh right, there are no bamboo partridges or mushrooms at this time of year. Time really flies."

"That night, I'll cook fish for Juejun."

"Thank you, Xi Yan'er."

"Juejun is acting strangely today."

Xi Yan'er picked up a bucket and skipped happily towards the sea to catch fish.

After he walked away, Fei Changjun calmly asked, "My friend, are you going to make a move against me?"

Ting San Tie shook his head: "The Confucian school will have someone to seek revenge for your wrongdoing. I have come to say goodbye."

"Ha, do you hate me?"

"Although I don't know why you did this, I can't bring myself to hate you."

"I have done what I needed to do. It's just that I will have to trouble the Court Master to take care of Xi Yan'er from now on."

“I will treat him the way you treat him.”

"Thank you."

"My dear friend..."

They sighed deeply and remained silent facing each other.

Soon, the sound of air being torn apart came, and the five paths of the Confucian school, Haotian, and Yu Lijing arrived at Mingyue Buguichen at the same time.

"My Lord, I have come to avenge you, by the grace of Heaven!"

The moment the Emperor Ru's furious voice reached their ears, a massive, fierce palm struck from afar. At the same time, the Confucian sword formation spread out, sealing off the entire area within a hundred miles.

Fei Changjun waved his sleeve to block Huang Ru's angry attack, and then said, "Lord of the Court, please."

"If there is an afterlife, Ting San Tie will still consider you my dearest friend."

"Haha, the same goes for Extraordinary Gentleman!"

Ting San Tie silently left Ming Yue Bu Gui Chen and went to the seaside, where he picked up Xi Yan'er, who was standing in the shallow water fishing with her sleeves rolled up and her feet bare.

"Hey, what are you doing? Put me down right now!"

"Xi Yan'er, go to Xiru with the Court Master."

"No way! I want to stay with Juejun! Put me down! Juejun, Juejun, Juejun!"