Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

A tear was hanging from the woman's chest.

Yu Qinghuan was greatly surprised. She walked to the stone statue, bowed respectfully, and prayed to the master of this place to give her a prismatic flower so that she could go and save her lover.

If you sincerely ask for something, even flowers and plants will show you their feelings.

A flash of light appeared, and a transparent, wondrous flower appeared at the foot of the stone statue.

Yu Qinghuan carefully removed the statue, thanked it, and then asked, "Martial Lord, shall we return to Tiandu now?"

"You go back first, we are the masters of this place."

"Thank you, Lord Wu."

Yu Qinghuan left in a hurry, leaving Luo Hou to clean up the mess.

Before long, a bold figure stepped into the Six-Peaked Mist.

The newcomer was tall, dressed in a white robe with black hair, thick eyebrows, and large eyes. His originally heroic face appeared somewhat stiff due to his stubborn personality.

"The northern horses gallop with pride, but their songs fade into death when they reach the south wind."

After the poem was recited, the visitor realized that there was one more person in his home and one less flower.

"who are you?"

The newcomer questioned him, then shouted, "My flowers! Did you steal my prismatic flowers?!"

Before Luo Hou could answer, he struck out with his palm.

He immediately unleashed the Scroll of Gods, unleashing a raging storm and a terrifying killing intent.

"A sign of divine destruction, death is coming!"

Luo Hou had no choice but to retaliate: "In this stormy, apocalyptic world, please calm down."

The two unparalleled palm strikes collided, instantly spreading for thousands of miles, shaking the six-petaled mist and the valley where they were located.

The mountain collapsed and the ground caved in, trees flew everywhere, and carefully cultivated flowers and plants were uprooted.

Unable to achieve his goal with one strike, the madman grew even angrier and launched another attack.

"A divine transformation, drink!"

This time, Luo Hou used the two fists he had comprehended when cutting the Yuan Fruit, striking out one from the left and one from the right in succession.

"Break the Sun!"

"Destroy the Yuan!"

The palm strike cleaved the heavens, the fist's roar shook mountains and rivers.

The Sun-Breaking Fist collided with the second move of the Divine Scroll, unleashing a surge of divine and demonic power, incomparably mighty and boundless.

The madman was knocked back three steps, and before he could regain his footing, the Destructive Fist struck again.

Seeing him retreat, Luo Hou hurriedly withdrew his strength, but it was still too late. The madman was sent flying by the punch, crashing ten feet away before landing.

With several loud bangs, the house, where people had lived for hundreds of years, was smashed into ruins.

The madman stood up unwillingly, wiped the crimson from the corner of his mouth, and was about to risk his life to unleash the highest form of the Divine Scroll.

Luo Hou warned him, "One more palm strike and your stone statue will be finished."

The madman was startled and looked at the stone statue. Sure enough, the statue was shaking violently from the residual force of the punches and palms, and it could break into pieces at any moment.

He ran over and hugged the statue, as if that would prevent it from breaking.

"Who are you anyway?"

My name is Rahu.

"Have not heard."

I know your name is Nanfeng Bujing.

Why did you steal my flowers?

"Flowers and plants are naturally grown, and using them to save lives is also fulfilling their value."

"nonsense!"

Nanfeng opened his eyes wide and said angrily, "Taking something without asking is stealing! And you even injured me!"

That statement seems to make some sense.

They stole someone's flowers and then beat up the owner.

"Consider it a favor I owe you."

"No, I just want you to compensate me for my prismatic flower!"

Luo Hou was in a dilemma. Just as he was wondering whether to use Xiang Ling's information to exchange for this flower, the Six-Petaled Floating Clouds suddenly began to sway.

Like a powerful earthquake, a moment later, a tremendous explosion came from the top of that towering bronze pillar.

The two looked up at the same time and saw lightning and thunder deep in the white clouds. The sky seemed to have been torn open by the giant hand of gods and demons, revealing a deep crack.

It seems that the Demon World Pagoda is once again targeting the ley lines of the Gathering Realm.

At this intensity, within a few days, the Buddha-body union will be able to gather enough earth energy to merge the realm of gathering and the realm of suffering into one.

Not good.

Following the direction of the bronze pillar, Luo Hou leaped up and soared into the clouds.

"Let's go!"

Nan Jianbujing chased after him, then passed through the narrow gap in the boundary and arrived on the ground.

Looking around, Luo Hou was nowhere to be seen, with only a few patrolling soldiers staring blankly at the bronze pillar that had suddenly emerged from the ground.

"It's all your fault that you destroyed my home!"

Nanfeng Bujing struck out with his palm, turning the patrolling soldiers into bloody foam.

The humiliation he suffered at the hands of Rahu was finally vented.

Chapter 58 Entering the Realm of Gathering

Although the realm is not large, it is divided into four factions.

The pro-war faction, led by Ye Shibing of the Po Jun Mansion and Shi Daohou of the Tianfu Academy, uses the Holy Emperor to command the feudal lords and is constantly thinking about invading the Bitter Realm.

The pro-peace faction: The Grand Master of the Heavenly Mystery Institute and the Three Sacred Treasures of the Taiyin Division formed an alliance, hoping that all parties could live in harmony and not easily start a war.

The fence-sitter: The representative figure is the head of Tianliang Academy, who is so prudent that he only seeks to protect himself and doesn't care about right or wrong.

The opposition: The remnants of the sect that supports the Holy Emperor's younger brother, the King of Xiong, were decimated by Ye Shi's military power, but some of them still gathered in Blood Raven Mountain, plotting a comeback.

It's true what they say: even a small forest can harbor all sorts of birds.

Luo Hou stepped into the Gathering Realm and sensed the Heart-Piercing Blood within Qianye Legend's body; he was indeed here.

We don't need him for now; it's more important to take care of the important business first.

Following a wide official road, one soon came to the office residence of the Tianji Academy.

The buildings stood tall and imposing, yet the atmosphere was solemn and austere.

The henchmen guarding the entrance immediately stopped Luo Hou: "Who are you?"

“I am a person from the Bitter Realm, my name is Rahu, and I wish to see the Great Lord for treatment.”

The henchmen immediately began to discuss:

"Wow, another person from the Bitter Realm. How did you get up here?"

"It must be a monster! Arrest it!"

“Su Huanzhen has been to prison, Qianye Chuanqi is still in prison, so let’s send this guy to prison too.”

Luo Hou's eyes turned cold, and a gust of cold wind seemed to blow from nowhere, causing the guards on duty to stagger and fall.

"Please inform them."

The henchmen, as if they had lost their minds, stumbled into the Heavenly Mystery Academy: "Master, people from the Bitter Realm have arrived!"

"Ok?"

Taijun Zhi was troubled. He had already organized four experts and was about to attack the Demon World Pagoda when the people from Pojun Mansion suddenly appeared and captured Qianye Legend.

With one person missing, the destruction of the earth's veins by the Demon World Pagoda is becoming increasingly dangerous.

According to the calculations of the Taiyin Division, two days later, the earth's energy in the Jijing will be completely drained by the Demon World Buddha.

The realm of suffering is vast, while the realm of accumulation is small. If the two realms were to truly merge, the realm of accumulation would inevitably cease to exist.

"Invite him in."

Luo Hou entered the main hall of the Tianji Academy with his head held high.

Tai Junzhi immediately jumped up from his seat in shock. A master! A truly masterful master!

"Who is your Excellency?"

"My name is Luo Hu, and I come from a difficult place."

His towering figure, divine majesty, and demonic aura left not only Tai Junzhi but also several hall masters of the Tianji Academy deeply shaken.

"Wu Jun Luo Hou?"

Taijun Zhi recently crammed on information about the Bitter Realm and also inquired in detail with Chiba Legend, leaving a very deep impression on the name of Martial Lord Luo Hou.

Tyrant, bloodthirsty, strongman, ultimate element...

"Of course."

Luo Hou nodded.

Taijun Zhi bowed slightly in greeting: "I was unaware of the arrival of Lord Wu. I have failed to greet you properly."

"No need for formalities. I have come to eradicate the Yin Duan Buddhist Ghost."

Only by breaking through the three crystal realms of the Gathering Realm can the energy supply be cut off.

Taijun was overjoyed: "With the help of Wujun, the Demon Tower can be broken in no time."