Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

"Morning Bell - Requiem for the Dead!"

"Eternal Life, Endless Sword!"

The Phantom Master's sleeves fluttered, her eerie figure appearing as if in prayer. An otherworldly power instantly filled the entire space, followed by ghostly chants and howls of evil spirits.

Countless ghosts and spirits pounced on Yi Qingtian, their sharp claws and fangs, their despairing aura coalescing into a terrifying killing intent, giving Yi Qingtian no chance to survive.

"Grand Tutor, I never expected that in our first encounter you would try to kill me."

"Yi Qingtian, I will never allow you to aid and abet evil."

"You are not enough to influence my decision."

"Suffer to death!"

The Phantom Master cast another spell, and numerous evil spirits merged together to form a demon as tall as the rooftop. It roared to the sky, as if devouring the blazing sun, its ferocious and demonic nature exposed. Then, its arms, several meters long, came together and embraced Yiqingtian.

If held tightly, one's flesh and blood will merge into the evil spirits and ghosts, becoming a soul that will never awaken.

"A single sword sheds blood, a thousand streams of hatred!"

Suddenly, the demonic sword charged forward, unleashing a torrent of world-devouring fire that surged forth like a waterfall, turning the space in its path into a scorched wasteland.

Just then, the troll suddenly vanished, and the sword light, without pausing, pierced the heart of the Phantom Master. In an instant, the sword severed all life, crimson blood splattered, and space collapsed with a deafening roar.

"You, Grand Secretary?"

Yi Qingtian, unaware of why Bo Ying Meiying was courting death, rushed forward and caught her falling body.

As the life of the Shadow Master of the Blossoms faded, a scene that shocked and saddened Yi Qingtian unfolded: the face of the person before him inexplicably changed, gradually transforming from a face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, with an unpredictable and sinister expression, into the beautiful face he had longed for day and night.

"Jun Shiyu? How could it be you? How could it be you!"

Bo Yingmei raised a hand and gently stroked Yi Qingtian's face, tears rolling down her cheeks.

“It is I… I’m sorry, I don’t want you to kill me with your own hands, but I am connected to the Demon Sword by blood. Apart from the five chaotic energies, only the Demon Sword can kill me. It’s a pity that Luo Hou did not come to Lingzhou. Only you can end Shiyu’s sins.”

"Shigure, no!"

Having shed the body of the Phantom Master, Jun Shiyu struggled to utter the name of the Demon Lord with his last breath.

"Qingtian, my father, Jun Xuanyuan, used a forbidden technique on me, preventing me from revealing anything related to him. In all these long years, please forgive me for watching you suffer."

Tears streamed down her face like rain, constantly channeling her vital energy to him.

"Shiyu, you are too cruel. How can I lose you again!"

“Listen to me, Qingtian, although Jun Xuanyuan is my father, in reality, he has been affected by the Chihuang Blood Curse, and his mind has long been twisted. He is no longer the real Jun Xuanyuan... If he obtains the near-god body of the Divine Emperor and merges with the power of the Death Sun, he will completely destroy this world... Qingtian, stop him.”

"I promise you, Shigure, please don't leave me!"

Jun Shiyu's hand fell limply to her side, and she smiled bitterly: "Jun Xuanyuan used my soul to create the Death Sun. The lives of hundreds of thousands of people in Beihai Lingzhou were destroyed by my strange arts. Shiyu's life must be repaid."

"How have I come? Yiqingtian is also a sinner of the immortal sect. If I hadn't made a pact with the Demon Sword back then, how could you, Shiyu, have suffered such a fate? It's all my fault."

"Back then, it was on my father's orders that I intentionally approached you... It is Shigure who should apologize."

"To have met and fallen in love with you is a sweet and joyful experience, and I would never regret it even if it meant dying nine times."

The last glance was filled with lingering affection; the last words were tinged with deep regret.

"Qingtian, besides you, the only person I owe in this life is my mother... Fortunately, she has lost her memory and forgotten that she has a daughter who cannot fulfill her filial duties... It's alright, it's alright..."

"Shigure!"

"Shigure!"

Losing his beloved wife for the second time, Yi Qingtian was heartbroken and in unbearable pain.

A cold wind suddenly descended, and Xianzong Wuming pushed Yiqingtian aside to check on Jun Shiyu's injuries.

"Hmph, I never thought that she would willingly die under the demonic sword in order to break free from the curse of the Primordial Lord. She is truly useless."

"Are you Jun Xuanyuan?"

"How dare you presume to claim the name of the First Ruler?"

"Give it back!"

Yi Qingtian drew the Demon Sword Heavenly Artifact from behind his back and threw it to Xian Zong Wuming. He then bent down and picked up his beloved wife's body. Jun Shiyu sacrificed his own life to sever the connection between the Demon Sword and Yi Qingtian.

"very good."

The Demon Sword returned to Immortal Nameless and instantly merged into his left arm, allowing Immortal Nameless to immediately feel a primal power of the Demon Origin.

Seeing Yi Qingtian leave with Jun Shiyu, Xian Zong Wuming coldly said, "Jun Shiyu died for you. Accompanying her in the underworld is your only ending."

"No, it is my duty to fulfill her last wish and repay her debt to Beihai Lingzhou."

"Then die!"

Although he was bombarded by several cannon shots from the Broken Island Xuan Ge and looked extremely disheveled, he was actually unharmed. At this moment, his left arm returned, and the nameless immortal's killing intent surged. He slapped Yi Qing Tian Hou's heart with a vicious palm.

Sensing the killing intent approaching, Yi Qingtian, unwilling to let Jun Shiyu's body be harmed, took a blow and used the force to rush forward.

puff!

Yi Qingtian felt as if he had been struck by a heavy hammer; his internal organs were displaced and ruptured. He did not turn back, but gathered his last bit of true essence and turned into a stream of light and disappeared.

Immortal Wuming wanted to give chase, but unexpectedly, a sudden riot broke out deep within the city lord's mansion. The vengeful spirits, no longer under Jun Shiyu's control, scattered from the dead sun and ran around in all directions.

"Not good!"

Before the power of the Dead Sun could be fully absorbed, Immortal Nameless immediately activated the formation, rapidly descended to the side of the Dead Sun, and forced out a drop of true dragon blood contained within Haotian's body, which transformed into a sky full of blood mist.

Instantly, the restless and agitated vengeful spirits swarmed forward, vying to devour the true dragon's blood.

The sun has stabilized again.

After observing for a moment, Immortal Nameless rose into the air, activated a strange technique, set up a mysterious array, and shut down the entire royal city of Beihai Lingzhou. He then headed to a mysterious and unpredictable otherworld.

In the distant Milky Way, amidst the hidden celestial pavilions, stands the "Cosmic Prison," a place known only to a select few.

"The sun shines on the incense burner, creating purple smoke; from afar, the waterfall hangs like a curtain before the river, plunging straight down three thousand feet, as if the Milky Way were falling from the ninth heaven."

As the poem began, a woman dressed in a peacock robe, holding a feather-plucking incense burner, and wearing cloud-piercing boots, with an elegant and graceful demeanor, came to greet the nameless immortal.

"Feng Jiyue, you are being far too slow in carrying out the First Lord's demands."

"Ha, should I now call you Haotian or Immortal Nameless?"

"Hua Shou represents the will of the First Lord. If you do not wish to repeat the fate of Haotian, hand over your near-divine body."

A series of unexpected events left Immortal Nameless in a bad mood; his aggressive tone hinted at an impending danger.

Back then, the Eight-Headed Evil God stored the body of Emperor Tianyao in the Prison of the Universe for safekeeping. The Demon Lord followed him and used a wisp of his soul to control Feng Jiyue, who was in charge of the Prison of the Universe, in order to seize the near-god's body.

Chapter 456 The flames of war in the Northern Continent have not yet subsided, and the smoke of battle rises again in the Western Desert.

Xiangling arrived just in time aboard the Shattered Island Mystic Boat, rescuing Liaotian, Ji Wuxia, and the Giant Demon God.

They then arrived at Thousand Flying Island, where they joined up with Eternal Sky and Crow Soul, who had retreated there. Together with Miao Ruofan, Yan Feihong, and Bai Ma Qiushui and her son, they returned to Tiandu.

With Wu Jun absent, Ji Xiashang issued a summons, ordering everyone to end their vacation and return to work.

The situation in Lingzhou, Beihai, was extremely thorny. Liaotian had been in danger several times. Wu Jun, who was always one to anticipate the enemy's moves, remained indifferent to the matter. Ji Xiashang was surprised, but gradually understood his boss's intentions.

A country cannot live without a ruler for a day.

However, Tiandu cannot rely solely on Wu Jun. With Wu Jun present, he can command all the heroes of Tiandu. If Wu Jun is absent, will these arrogant innate masters obey the young master of Liaotian?

Or rather, can the young master of Liaotian's strength command the submission of the heroes?

Tiandu is a place where outstanding individuals emerge in great numbers and heroes gather. It is undeniable that everyone is loyal and willing to sacrifice themselves for justice and give everything for Tiandu.

However, before joining Tiandu, everyone had their own established career and network of contacts.

Huang Quan and his wife have the Moon Clan and Wanyi Merchant Castle, Qing Haichao and his wife have the backing of Bai Taolue City, Chao Yizhu and his wife run the largest weapons business, Zhi Xin's family manages the Bitter Realm Demon Clan, and they also have kinship ties with Dengdaoan and the Yin Realm.

Tian Dao Xiao Jian Dun owns several prestigious residences, Mo Dao Jue Chen has Tian Xia Feng Dao as his backer, and Nan Feng Bu Jing, regardless of whether others acknowledge it or not, has always considered himself to be the brother-in-law of Wu Jun.

Those who don't have their own businesses are almost all special talents with a unique skill, such as the Hu Shuo Ba Dao brothers, Yu Linling, Ruo Ye Zhi Qiu, Gu Duming, etc.

Even a brilliant strategist like Zonghengzi is now willing to be a behind-the-scenes manipulator for a martial lord.

Compared to his own situation, Yi Sect had long since fallen into ruin, and because of the sins committed by Gui Jue and Shen Zhi, Ji Xiashang, the eldest disciple of Yi Sect, was quite despised in the martial arts world. It wasn't until he joined Tiandu that he was able to escape the shadow of his master.

For this reason, Tiandu became the place where Ji Xiashang devoted his life to his work, where he would assist Wu Jun in establishing, maintaining, and passing on his legacy.

Ji Xiashang had a premonition that the time when the Martial Lord would hand over Tiandu to the young master of Liaotian was not far off, and the matter of Beihai Lingzhou might be a test for the young master by the Martial Lord.

After taking the injured to the clinic, Ji Xiashang sat down at his desk, pondering the information each person had given him, and drawing clues on a piece of paper.

"Four famous continents, four legends... In the east, the calamity of the Underworld Emperor and the Eight-Headed Evil God; in the west, the Yama's Ghost Prison; in the north, the Northern Sea Spirit Continent and the Dead Sun; in the south?"

"The ultimate Underworld Emperor in the east, left in the North Sea Divine Palace, should have fallen into the hands of Haotian; the Three Spirit Mirrors in the north, Tianji once obtained a piece, and the Heart of All Spirits was taken out by Princess Shuangyue; what is in the west and south?"

"Wu Jun personally led Shao Hao Jun to the Yama Ghost Prison. Could it be that the Ghost Prison possesses something even more terrifying than the Dead Sun?"

Just as Ji Xiashang was deep in thought, inside the Chushan Underworld Palace of Yama's Ghost Prison, Empress Yan Tianxia, ​​accompanied by An Ji, watched a man howling in pain in a secret chamber.

The man was lying prone on the ground, with a huge ball of flesh towering behind him. The ball of flesh was covered with a layer of blood-red meat paste, which smelled so disgusting that it made one want to vomit.

"Your Majesty, what is this?"

"This is a man who takes the place of a woman in childbirth; I hereby appoint him as a porter."

"Has His Majesty's experiment to reverse Yin and Yang been successful?"

The Emperor revealed a cryptic smile: "I should thank a friend for sending me this evil seed; it truly has excellent medicinal effects."

"Evil seed?"

"Of course."

The porters' cries grew increasingly shrill. Even though Anji covered her ears, she could still feel an indescribable pain spreading through the air, giving her an urge to run away.

On the contrary, Bian Tianxia seemed to be thoroughly enjoying the experience of being a porter; a blush appeared on her face, which was only half visible.

"The pain of childbirth for women should also be experienced by men all over the world. From now on, the world will be in a state of yin and yang reversal, with women as the masters of men and men obeying the commands of women."

Just as the world was filled with anticipation, the porter suddenly cried out, and the fleshy mass on his back burst open, revealing a wrinkled baby.

Woohoo~ Woohoo~

The newborn baby cried out loud, just like any other child born to a woman, while the porter died after a painful cry, leaving behind a mess of blood and flesh in the secret room.