Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

At this moment, Immortal Nameless felt a familiar yet unpleasant aura emanating from Miao Miao. He wished he could kill Miao Miao with a single blow, but in a flash, he suppressed his murderous intent.

"The evil seed has a stronger medicinal effect, so we should make full use of its value... Hmm, the world-forging bastard! It's been a long time, it's time to send a great gift to Her Majesty the Empress."

Besides these two people, Taifu Hakusakura Phantom Master also gave Immortal Nameless a strange sense of familiarity. He closed his eyes and searched for Haotian's original memories.

After a long while, Immortal Nameless opened his eyes and smiled slightly.

"Haotian, you executed the plan left by the First Lord perfectly. I never thought that Jun Shiyu would be trapped in the body of the Phantom Master of the Cherry Blossoms and become the key force controlling the nurturing of spirits in the North Sea Spirit Continent."

Back then, Jun Shiyu used a heaven-defying technique. Although his body died, his soul remained and was imprisoned in a body by his own father.

After Jun Xuanyuan was killed by the Nine Heavens Mystic Venerable, Haotian, one of his divided souls, took this body to the Spirit Continent of the North Sea and began to carry out the Death Sun Experiment.

Having figured out the key, Immortal Nameless stood up from the throne. He wanted to personally verify the power of the Death Sun, which the Primordial Lord had forged with his daughter's soul.

"break!"

With the help of the True Dragon's Blood and the power of Death Sun, Immortal Nameless found the location of the array's core. He stomped his feet, and the ground suddenly opened up, revealing a bottomless secret passage.

Deep within the earth, a sun symbolizing death slowly rotated, radiating an unprecedented power of deathly resentment, which continuously flowed into the body of the nameless immortal as he traversed the earth.

more and more!

Instantly, the immense power transformed into pure Yuan Gong, continuously washing over Immortal Nameless's body, like cleansing his marrow and reshaping his body, causing Immortal Nameless's strength to rise sharply, and he reached the peak of martial arts in a short time.

"This is bad! This body can't withstand such a powerful force!"

Immortal Nameless would not forget the shadow the gluttonous mermaid had cast on the First Lord. He immediately broke free from the infusion of the power of deathly resentment, shut down the formation, and returned to the royal palace.

At the same time, Princess Shuangyue followed Taifu to a peculiar house.

Princess Shuangyue curiously looked around the empty house. Apart from the thick walls and a small door, there was nothing inside.

"Master, is it safe for people to live here?"

But then, the Phantom Master waved his hands, bringing Princess Shuangyue into the consciousness space. He then continuously made hand seals, sealing the consciousness space layer upon layer.

"Master, what is this?"

Seemingly feeling that the consciousness space was finally safe, the Phantom Master wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Ruofan, did you just sense a powerful force of deathly resentment?"

"Indeed, just as I was about to use the Blood Vein Heavenly Lock Technique taught by my master, that power of death and resentment suddenly disappeared again."

"Ruofan, remember this: if this strange power appears again, do not hesitate to activate the Blood Vein Heavenly Lock Technique immediately."

Chapter 450 Pen Pals, Message in a Bottle, Dreamers

The battle of the universe was not interrupted by the incident at the City Lord's Mansion.

It was midnight again, and the snow in Beihai was still falling, while the atmosphere at the shrine remained gloomy and unclear.

Hakuo Phantom and Mukashi arrive at the competition venue, revealing their true identities as the Gold and Silver Guardians.

The semi-finals will be a rematch between the eight winners from the preliminary rounds. However, in addition to the eight, two gatekeepers, one gold and one silver, will be added, making a total of ten people, who will be divided into five groups to compete.

The lineup for this showdown is divided into five groups: Heaven, Earth, Sun, Moon, and Star. The keys have characters on them, and those with the same character will battle.

Hakuo Phantom Master raised the "Heaven" key in her hand, and soon, a tall and strong young man stepped out from among the contestants, stood in front of Hakuo Phantom Master, and bowed to ask for a challenge.

"My name is Liaotian. I humbly request the gatekeeper to enlighten me."

"Young Master of Tiandu, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"please."

Be careful.

Seeing Liao Tian confront the gatekeeper, Yue Xunyuan couldn't help but feel nervous. The key in his hand had the character "moon" on it, and as if sensing something, Yue Xunyuan looked at the old monk with white hair and beard.

Jian Chan Mi Xin looked up at him and raised the Lin Key, which also bore the character "moon".

The battle begins.

At the same time, Princess Shuangyue, accompanied by her maid, secretly slipped out of the royal city and arrived at Fuyun Inn outside the city.

She came to see Jian Shou.

Prayer flags fluttered in the night, and those who were still awake pondered under the cold moon. For some reason, every time Miao Ruofeng came to this place, she felt an extraordinary sense of desolation.

However, Jian Shou seemed different today. From the side, he was seen unfolding a letter under the moonlight, his brows furrowed, as if he were immersed in memories.

The sound of footsteps startled Yi Qingtian. He put away the letter in his hand and turned around.

"Hmm? Why has the princess come here so late at night? Could something have happened?"

Facing the swordsmanship instruction, Miao Ruofan was always a little nervous. She had an inexplicable trust in the man who taught her swordsmanship, but she also felt that there were barriers between them, his aloofness and her inability to overcome them.

"Swordsman, I have come here on my master's orders."

"What does the Grand Secretary have to say?"

Miao Ruofan didn't answer, but instead asked, "Are you reading a letter?"

"A letter from a pen pal. We have been corresponding regularly for many years, but for some reason, his letter has been delayed this year."

"pen pal?"

Yi Qingtian then took out a transparent bottle, folded the letter, and put it into the bottle.

"This is called a message in a bottle. It drifted from the other side of the sea. Every year around this time, I wait on the beach to retrieve this message in a bottle."

His words carried a hint of melancholy and worry, suggesting that the person who wrote the letter must be someone Yi Qingtian valued highly.

"I wonder who is fortunate enough to become Jian Shou's pen pal?"

"Ha, his name is Dreamer. He says he's a perfumer who travels the world, has been to many places, and is good at creating dreams."

Perfume blending, dream creation?

Miao Ruofan couldn't imagine what kind of person this was, so mysterious and captivating.

"The Dreamer... perhaps something happened to keep him in the way, perhaps this message in a bottle encountered a storm at sea, perhaps..."

"Perhaps he met with misfortune and is no longer in this world?"

"I apologize, Ruofan misspoke."

Yi Qingtian smiled gently and asked, "What brings you here, Grand Tutor?"

"Master said to be careful of the person named Xianzong Wuming. If you have the chance, please kill him in one fell swoop."

"Oh? This must be the Grand Tutor's private intention. Is there any official decree from the city lord?"

"Father is unaware of this matter. Last night, assassins broke into the royal palace. Here are the details..."

Miao Ruofan recounted the unusual events that had occurred at the City Lord's Mansion the previous night, and Yi Qingtian seemed to be deep in thought.

"Before the competition started, I sensed the aura left behind by the city lord during his battle with someone. It was indeed similar to that of the Immortal Nameless. If this person is hostile to the city lord, I will take action."

"Then thank you for the sword instruction. I must return to the palace now."

"I will escort you into the city."

"No need, I have someone to accompany me on my field trip."

Miao Ruofan thanked Yi Qingtian and returned to the royal city with her maid. Along the way, she kept thinking about the person from the strange dream.

"What happens to someone who never breaks a promise when going on a field trip?"

"The princess made it very clear: either the message in the bottle was destroyed by the sea, or the person is already dead."

"Don't talk nonsense while you're out collecting folk material!"

Cai Feng stuck out his tongue, then said defiantly, "Princess, although Jian Shou taught you swordsmanship, he was always cold and aloof. Didn't he notice any of your feelings?"

"My feelings? Traveling to the source, perhaps you and I have both misunderstood. I cannot enter the world of Jian Shou. My feelings are nothing more than longing and curiosity about his world, longing for his height, and being curious about his past."

“Princess, don’t you like Jian Shou? Rumors are circulating in the city that the city lord saved Jian Shou, and Jian Shou also wants to become the prince consort.”

“He is not the kind of person who would curry favor with the powerful. He stayed in Lingzhou in the North Sea only to repay his father’s life-saving grace, not because of me.”

She pouted, looking quite indignant.

The master and servant returned safely to the royal palace, where the semi-finals of the North Sea Divine Palace were still underway.

This time, ten people will compete simultaneously in five matches.

In the Heavenly Arena, the battle between the Phantom Master Hakusakura and Liao Tian was full of strangeness. The Phantom Master Hakusakura used some kind of magic to take Liao Tian to an unfamiliar space.

Then, like a cat playing with a mouse, the Phantom Master Hakusakura unleashed a variety of spells, forcing Liao Tian to reveal his full strength, but each time she gave up the victory she had in her grasp before Liao Tian was defeated.

"It is said that the Martial Lord reforged Jidu with the five chaotic elements and used it to destroy the Eight-Headed Evil God. Is this true?"

"This is a duel between you and me, and has nothing to do with my father. Evil Phoenix, break through the void!"

The purple dragon roared, demonic energy howled, and the young master of Tiandu unleashed a shocking strike.

Despite the fact that his continuous all-out attacks had taken a toll on Liao Tian's body, he showed no fear in the face of a powerful enemy. On the contrary, he fought with increasing ferocity, his dragon-like ears surging, his demonic energy soaring, and his aura shaking the heavens.

A hint of admiration appeared in the eyes of the Phantom Master Hakusakura.

"A newborn calf is fearless and doesn't know anything. In the last match against Immortal Nameless, if I hadn't temporarily let you exchange injuries with him, you would already be dead."

“I am still standing before you now.”

"Hehe, please answer my question, or you will not have a second chance."

"Liaotian needs no one to yield to him, let's go again, Nine Evils Divine Control Technique!"

The Nine Evils Divine Control Technique is a forbidden move of the Martial Lord. This move can transform demonic energy into death energy, leaving no chance of survival in the world wherever the sword energy passes.

With a single slash, the space shattered like the waters of the East Sea, and death swept across the heavens and earth, drawing away all life. The area within a hundred miles became a ghastly white hell.

The Phantom Master let out a wail as his head was instantly severed from his body.

The result is in.

Liao Tian finally felt tired, his body swaying and he had to lean against Cang Er Dao.

Just then, a soft laugh was heard. Liao Tian looked around and saw only a blank, desolate world.

Chapter 451 Please, Lord Wu, kill someone for me.