Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

Gazing at the horizon, Liao Tian and the other two had already disappeared.

Mo Shi's eyes flashed, and he said arrogantly yet with ulterior motives, "Considering your status as Mara, kneeling down might save your life."

This was the second time Ji Wuxia had heard the name Mara.

She took off her white feather shawl, wiped the blood from her face, tossed it aside, and gripped the Tai Ruoshan sword tightly again.

The body, sculpted from ice and snow, now appeared not only more slender but also colder, harder, and more rugged, with only its fighting spirit remaining undiminished.

"Enough talk, make your move!"

“Nuya, your companions have abandoned you and fled. Do you still want to serve the one who killed you? The First Lord feels pity and sorrow for you.”

Unexpectedly, Ji Wuxia smiled contemptuously: "Hahaha! Demon Origin, are you afraid? Sowing discord will only make you lose the magnanimity of the Origin of Ten Thousand Demons."

"Stubborn and obstinate!"

The Demon Lord was both angry and resentful, yet he tried his best to control himself.

He knew his own situation. Of the immortal soul, the divine body, and the power of death, only the immortal soul belonged to him; the others were all external forces. Although he forcibly fused them into one, making himself nearly godlike, it seemed perfect, but in fact, there were many subtle flaws.

These flaws were small and subtle; if it weren't for these three tough battles, even the Demon Lord himself might not have noticed them.

Now that Liaotian has already escaped, there's no point in fighting anymore. It would be better to go back to the Netherworld and study the situation carefully, and try to find a way to fix these flaws.

Ji Wuxia did not give him that chance. With a flash of sword light and swirling snowflakes, a powerful force slashed at Mo Shi once again with the heavy sword.

"Radiant Moon, Flawless Moon!"

With a single sword strike, the eternal ice and snow of the Divine Palace, the ever-flowing tides of the North Sea, and the heavens and earth inexplicably resonated, creating a strange symphony that formed a world of swords.

Countless rays of light surged from Ji Wuxia's body, shining upon the vast world and making her appear as clear as crystal, both inside and out.

"How could a demon god appear as a Buddha?"

This extraordinary sight greatly surprised the Demon Lord.

"May I, in my next life, when I attain enlightenment, have a body like crystal, clear and bright inside and out, pure and without blemish!"

A low, mournful sound escaped Ji Wuxia's lips, as if she had finally come to a realization. A hint of relief appeared in her beautiful eyes, which then turned into a resolute expression.

The sword, flawless as the moon, slashed down with a thunderous roar!

It embodies the spirit of heaven and earth and receives the prayers of the gods.

Pure, transcendent, sublime.

This was Ji Wuxia's all-out attack after her rebirth, a sword of punishment descending upon the North Sea Divine Palace and the land of Lingzhou, which had once been ravaged by the Demon Lord.

boom!

The moment the two swords clashed, the Demonic Artifact snapped in two.

Without a moment's hesitation, Mo Shi spread his arms wide, one hand raised and the other lowered, unleashing his self-created ultimate move that revealed his ambition.

"Left hand: Origin? Creation of nothingness? Right hand: Termination? Granting destruction!"

Origin and End.

Creation and destruction.

Dominating the Bitter Realm had always been Demon Origin's dream, but unfortunately, his dream was shattered once again.

Chapter 481 Demon Slayer: The Tree of Immortality

Mo Shi was once a boy.

At that time, he was called Jun Xuanyuan. As a descendant of a prestigious family, he and his older brother Jun Dihong were taught from a young age to protect the Three Realms.

From some unknown time, a strange voice began to echo in Jun Xuanyuan's mind:

"You are the Emperor Chi, you are the true ruler of the Bitter Realm."

“You must bring the people from that other realm here to provide an endless supply of blood and sustenance for the Bitter Realm.”

"Let them fight, let the earth flow with blood, and you will gain unparalleled power from blood and death!"

After each sound, inexplicable information would appear in his mind, like martial arts or evil magic, gradually enticing him to experiment.

Finally, one day, he created the new race known as the Netherworld.

It was at that moment that Jun Dihong discovered his secret.

The two brothers did not fall out. Instead, Jun Xuanyuan used the information in his mind to persuade his elder brother to start the apocalypse plan together.

Those were happy days. With the financial and resource support of the Xuanyuan family, Jun Xuanyuan's experiments progressed smoothly, and he even created a model of the dead sun.

At this point, his elder brother changed; he began to distance himself from him and be wary of him.

He simply ran away from home and traveled for six days according to the information in his mind, contacting those people from other realms and luring them to the Bitter Realm.

Many years later, Jun Dihong became the Nine Heavens Mystic Venerable, and Jun Xuanyuan became the Nine Heavens Demon Venerable. The Nine Heavens Mystic Venerable personally killed the Nine Heavens Demon Venerable and erased all information about Jun Xuanyuan.

……

"The victor is king and the loser is villain. If it was the Nine Heavens Mystic Venerable who died back then, then it was Emperor Jun Hong whose name was erased. My biggest miscalculation was that I was not as ruthless as my brother."

During the thousands of years that Immortal Anonymous lay dormant, this was the only reflection of the Demon Lord, and therefore he would never allow the same thing to happen again.

After his rebirth, Mo Shi paid no attention to his wife Jie Hongyan, who was living in seclusion in Daowu King Valley, nor was he moved by his daughter Jun Shiyu's death in resistance. He was single-mindedly pursuing the five chaotic energies shown in the Eye of the Future.

It wasn't until Ji Wuxia revealed her true form and struck down with her sword that he suddenly realized he had once again fallen into the schemes of fate.

How can we admit defeat so easily!

The power of death erupted suddenly, and unparalleled demonic might poured into his palms. The ultimate demonic technique met the Tai Ruoshan Sword head-on.

boom!

In a clash of extremes, amidst a deafening roar, sword and palm struck each other simultaneously.

Mo Shi felt a jolt in his chest. He looked down and saw a bloody hole the size of a bowl in his chest. Immediately, his true essence flowed out of the wound, making his whole body feel icy cold.

The long-lost pain reminded him of the feeling of being pierced through by the Nine Heavens Mystic Venerable's sword years ago.

Is it going to end again?

As soon as he finished speaking, the Demon Lord spat out a mouthful of blood, his face filled with bewilderment.

"How can this be?"

The fierce battle between the two finally caused the complete collapse of the North Sea Divine Palace. Ji Wuxia retreated amidst the rubble and dust, blood gushing from her body.

Mo Shi's palm strike also shattered Ji Wuxia's bones and ruptured her internal organs, causing her to fall like a lifeless leaf in the wind.

Just then, a warm arm wrapped around Ji Wuxia's waist and gently pulled her into a hug.

A broad chest, a familiar scent—this was the safest harbor in the world, an embrace where she could fall asleep. Weariness washed over Ji Wuxia, and she unconsciously closed her eyes.

"Wuxia, don't sleep, hold on a little longer!"

A powerful surge of true energy was channeled into her body, healing Ji Wuxia's failing form and causing her to open her eyes again.

“The sky is vast…”

"They are safe and are recuperating on Qianfei Island."

Having temporarily halted Ji Wuxia's deterioration, Liao Tian handed her over to Yan Feihong, who had arrived with him, and gripped the Cang Er knife tightly once more.

Yi Qingtian conveyed the last words of Bo Ying Mei Ying Shi: the five chaotic energies must be used to completely kill Mo Shi, otherwise he will be reborn by borrowing another soul.

Even without the five elements of chaos, we must fight with all our might!

The sky was filled with jagged rocks, hurricanes, flowing snow, and ocean tides, blurring the line between heaven and earth, resembling a doomsday disaster map. But the demon was among them, and Liaotian charged straight at him.

"Nine Evil God Control Techniques!"

This is Luo Hou's forbidden move. Once used, it unleashes a deathly aura, rendering all living things lifeless.

Liao Tian's foundation was insufficient, so he was unable to use this move before. However, after absorbing a portion of Si Yang's violent energy, he gained the power to unleash this move.

With a single slash, time and space froze.

The flying rocks, hurricane, flowing snow, and ocean tides were all shattered, leaving only a pale aura of death between heaven and earth, revealing the Demon Lord who was meditating.

"I can't believe you dared to come back?"

"Come back and end your wicked life!"

"Without the five chaotic energies, you cannot stop the First Lord's advance. Even if the First Lord only has one-tenth of his power left, he can easily kill you with a single palm. Prepare to die!"

Despite being on the verge of death, Demon Beginning remained fearless. Apart from the Demon Brain, two of the six parts of his soul were still alive. Since this near-god-like body was destroyed anyway, he might as well start over with a new body.

With a deep shout, the Demon King forced out the last potential of this body, forcibly fusing the power of the Death Sun with its profound foundation in a self-destructive manner, and unleashed a palm strike that would lead to mutual destruction.

"With you buried with me, the Primordial One will not have failed. The ultimate magic and martial arts: the unification of all martial arts!"

How powerful would the self-destruction of a near-godlike body be?

The dead zone formed by the Nine Evils Divine Control Technique could not last long before it was shattered by an incomparably huge shockwave. A world-destroying force swept across, turning everything in its path to dust.

As the waves crash against each other, the waters of the North Sea evaporate, revealing the black mud beneath the seabed thousands of feet deep.

This destructive force surged head-on towards the heavens, and no one dared to cause any more trouble.

The Demon Lord felt no pain amidst the explosion, only immense pleasure. Even with only a wisp of his soul remaining, he still laughed maniacally.

"Hahahaha! It's a pity that the First Lord can't see the grief on Rahu's face from the loss of his son. Look forward to my return, Bitter Realm!"

Just as the Demon Lord's deadly move swept across the sky, a verdant tree branch descended from the heavens, swiftly transforming into a towering giant tree that blocked all the shockwaves.

Bang!

After the earth-shattering explosion, the giant tree vanished, the death aura disappeared, the demonic hand disappeared, and Liao Tian stood unharmed behind a person.

"what!"

The man turned around, revealing a face that was originally gentle but was now filled with anger.

"Listen to the bells of the quiet night, awaken the dream within a dream; gaze at the moon's reflection in the clear pool, and glimpse the self beyond oneself."

"How could it be you? The prophet of the Tree of Immortality, Ezi!"

"Ezi arrived a little late, and your friend's body was still destroyed by you. Then let's settle the score between the God of Doomsday and Emperor Tianyao together."

The fatal move was blocked by the Tree of Immortality. Another enemy with near-divine power arrived. Demon Shi dared not fight again. His remnant soul flashed in the shadows, about to return to the Netherworld Demon Brain.