Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

Chang Ri Kunwu was usually indifferent, but at this moment his expression revealed a strong fighting spirit and an unwavering belief in victory, and the feeling he had when he faced Ling Jueding was rekindled.

Now, Ling Jueding's fate is uncertain. Chang Ri Kunwu has reached new heights in his swordsmanship. He thought that no one in the world could match him, but unexpectedly, another Luo Hou has appeared in the world.

Chapter 472: Power works miracles

What is the ultimate killing sword?

That was a sword strike capable of killing even oneself, ruthless, merciless, and fatal. The world was instantly cleaved, as if transformed into black and white, and all life within a hundred miles was extinguished.

Changri Kunwu disappeared because he had now become a cold and ruthless sword, not a human being.

At this moment, there is only one sword in the world.

If one loses the highest realm, one will find that loss is a gain.

At this point, Changri Kunwu's sword techniques, sword intent, and sword realm had all approached perfection and reached their peak.

In terms of swordsmanship alone, this was the strongest opponent Luo Hou had ever faced, even surpassing Jian Zhi Chu from the Sword and Saber duel.

Lightning flashed and thunder roared, turning the world upside down.

The overwhelming pressure compelled Jian Chan Mi Xin to leave his meditation room and stand shoulder to shoulder with the vice abbot, working together to protect the temple using the secret methods of the Mahayana Lingyun Temple.

Dongyu covered her ears and closed her eyes, trying her best to maintain her mental clarity under the protection of the two people.

The outside world was already devastated, and the eye of the storm was torn apart by unparalleled sword energy. A chilling wind swept down, as if it could freeze everything.

But it couldn't freeze that heroic and dashing figure.

Luo Hou's eyes revealed admiration: "A pure person, a pure sword."

However, no matter how profound your swordsmanship or how mysterious your sword intent, Luo Hou only needs one move.

Vigorously miracle!

In the past, when he fought Jian Zhichu, Luo Hou's physical strength and foundation were not as good as they are now. In the past few years, he has upgraded a lot and even destroyed the Ehuo Yuanshen. How could his opponent in front of him be just a mortal?

With a single punch, the golden cloud exploded on the spot, followed by a mushroom cloud that slowly rose. Moments later, it burst into huge sparks and dazzling white light under the sky.

Bang!

Another earth-shaking roar erupted, and half of the main hall rose into the sky, while several rows of low-lying side rooms were reduced to ashes.

The Lingyun Temple of Mahayana was shrouded in smoke and dust from all sides, the mountains collapsed with a roar, and the earth cracked inch by inch.

To the astonishment of the three deputy abbots, Luo Hou's hands were empty, his expression unchanged, while Chang Ri Kunwu was covered in blood, his hands gripping Zhan Ya and Ming Shen trembling uncontrollably, as if the two swords were about to slip from his grasp.

He was clearly injured by Luo Hou's internal force.

"You didn't even draw your sword."

"No knife in hand, but a knife in heart."

"Hahahaha! Well said! To be trapped by a single sword for so long and arduous years is truly laughable!"

Whether out of anger or genuine enlightenment, Changri Kunwu threw out the Zhanya and Mingshen swords together. They whistled through the air, the swords like shooting stars, and the two divine weapons disappeared into the wilderness.

At their level, everyone can conjure weapons, wielding swords with their qi and knives with their fingers. It seems that using weapons or not makes no difference, but that is not the case. Weapons themselves have an added bonus, and if they are famous weapons, they have even more additional attributes.

Like the lightning power of the gods, the water energy of the Rain Whale Vein, and the chaotic five elements of Ketu.

By abandoning Zhanya and Mingshen, Changri Kunwu is undoubtedly weakening his own strength.

To be honest, Changri Kunwu was not very lucky. He was once overpowered by Ling Jueding. He finally got rid of his inner demons, but now he has lost to Luo Hou. All his ambitions have turned into nothing.

"There are always people better than you, and there is always a higher level to reach. The path of martial arts is endless. With your foundation in swordsmanship and your tenacious spirit, you may very well be able to reach a new peak. I will be waiting for you in Tiandu."

"Tiandu, Changri Kunwu will eventually set foot there. If Yue Xunyuan is not dead, let him wait for me."

"Remember your words."

Chang Ri Kunwu vanished in a flash; perhaps he would return to the Tianshan Sword Clan, the true home of the sword.

The deputy abbot came out wiping the cold sweat from his brow: "If the two of you continue fighting, the Great Vehicle Lingyun Temple will be completely destroyed."

"Sorry, Tiandu will compensate for the damaged items."

"Thank you, Lord Wu. May I ask if you have come from afar on some important matter?"

Luo Hou stated his purpose directly: "I wish to see the abbot of your esteemed temple, the monk Bai Yu Wang Yun."

"This? The abbot disappeared many years ago."

"Is that so? Does that abbot know where the sun returns to?"

A flicker of surprise crossed the deputy abbot's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure and bowed his head, replying, "Amitabha, the sun's return to its homeland is a place of Buddhist affinity. At dusk, if one walks towards the depths of the setting sun, those with affinity will see a secret path leading to the Buddhist kingdom."

Clearly, the deputy abbot knew where Baiyu Wangyun was and also knew that the sun had returned home, but these two things were of great importance and were secrets that he would never reveal.

Luo Hou smiled faintly, not exposing the deputy host's pretense.

"Thank you, but I have other matters to attend to. Please leave."

"Best farewell to Lord Wu."

Only after Luo Hou's figure had disappeared into the distance did Dong Yu dare to speak: "Vice Abbot, is it really possible for the sun to return home?"

The deputy abbot patted the young monk's bald head and said affectionately, "Dongyu, you are one of the destined ones."

The matter in the west has finally come to an end, but the matter of Yue Xunyuan urgently needs to be dealt with. Luo Hou did not return to Tiandu, but went straight to Shuli Mountain.

The clock hands tick, tick.

Time ticks by, ticks by.

The scenery remained unchanged, the people remained the same, but Luo Hou knew that everything was quietly changing.

The Lord of Time was already standing at the city gate to welcome them.

"Lord Wu, it's been a long time."

"Lord of the City, how have you been?"

"Time City is now truly destitute. No matter what the Martial Lord desires, he will likely be disappointed."

The Lord of Time smiled politely, but his words were firm and unequivocal.

But when it comes to transactions, we can take our time to discuss them.

"I have come to ask you something: what will happen if we attack the Heavenly Dao of the White Feather Realm?"

The City Lord of Time's expression changed: "How do you know about the Heavenly Dao of the White Feather Realm?"

"Not only that, I also know about the Four Gods of Darkness. Why, won't the city lord invite me in for afternoon tea?"

"It was my oversight, Lord Wu, please."

The clock continued to tick forward, and in the back garden of Shuli Mountain, a story about gods and demons slowly unfolded between the two...

suddenly.

Dark clouds rose from the sky, and the earth roared incessantly as a terrifying demonic aura descended from the heavens.

In his astonishment, Huo saw a corner of the sky missing, and the Boundary-Splitting Blade pierced through the boundary, breaking the limit and severing the passage to the Bitter Realm, sending a coffin to the Spirit Continent of the North Sea.

The Lord of Time flicked his sleeve, his two fingers slicing rapidly, and a bizarre scene appeared before his eyes—

Above the North Sea, the dead sun soared into the sky, and corpses floated in the air.

Then, the nameless immortal rose up, gathering the power of the Death Sun and fusing with the body of the Underworld Emperor. Instantly, an unprecedented pressure pressed down on the Bitter Realm, soaring straight to the heavens.

"It is the soul of an immortal, the body of a god, and the spirit of death, all three combined in an extreme way. What terrifying power!"

"Ha, the Demon Lord of the Nine Heavens has appeared."

The Lord of Time City showed a solemn expression. He hadn't finished talking about the four demon gods, and now an even more troublesome demon god had awakened. These were all sworn enemies of the Six Heavens Realm, and naturally, enemies of his Time City as well.

"A calamity indeed! The once-powerful anomaly of all realms, the Origin of Ten Thousand Demons, has been reborn. Does the Martial Lord have the confidence to deal with him?"

Luo Hou crossed his legs and comfortably sipped his flower tea.

"The city lord just asked me to seal the God of Death and the Void, and now he asks me how to deal with the Demon Origin. But Luo Hou is just a mortal. How dare a mortal kill a god?"

Chapter 473 The Law Has Become a Spirit

In business, you ask for the moon, but then haggle.

This wasn't the first time Luo Hou and the Lord of Time had made a deal, and it wouldn't be easy for either of them to have the upper hand; it all depended on their respective bargaining chips.

The worst-case scenario for Tiandu is that Le Xunyuan will return several hundred years later.

The City of Time is different. Each of the four demon gods possesses divine laws, and these are extremely important laws such as life and death, chaos, and good and evil, which are things that the City of Light dreams of reclaiming.

It goes without saying who needs whom more.

"Martial Lord is joking. It seems that you destroyed the Calamity Primordial Spirit."

"Speaking of Calamity, I have a question. It is said that the Eight-Headed Evil God controls the laws of good and evil, while Calamity controls the laws of darkness and chaos. What exactly are these laws?"

The Law is undoubtedly the greatest secret of the three realms of light, darkness, and destiny; it is an insurmountable chasm between gods, demons, and humans.

Ordinary people who master the law become gods.

What legal standard?

The Lord of Time pretended to be confused.

"Ah, thank you for the afternoon tea, Lord City Lord. Farewell."

"Martial Lord, please wait!"

After another round of bargaining, the two finally reached a new agreement. The Lord of Time City brought Yue Xunyuan back to this world, and Luo Hou went to the Heavenly Dao of the White Feather Realm to reinforce the seal.

As for the Demon Origin, the five elements of chaos had already been absorbed into Ketu by Rahu, so it was naturally difficult for him to shirk his responsibility.

This promise earned the Lord of Time a commitment that if Tiandu were ever in a life-or-death situation, he would personally intervene to preserve a glimmer of hope for everyone in Tiandu.

Aside from the transaction itself, the information revealed by the Lord of Time was Luo Hou's greatest gain.

The Lord of Time City revealed that the Dark Universe Law and half of the Chaos Law, which were in the possession of the Calamity, had been taken away by the Six Heavens Realm, but the whereabouts of the Good and Evil Law, which was in the possession of the Eight-Headed Evil God, were unknown.

The person capable of taking away Fa Zhun must be a member of the Celestial Race with a divine status. This person's actions were so secretive that even the Lord of Time City could not find a trace of them.

Who was behind the three attacks?