Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

The location of the Gathering Realm is directly above the Bitter Realm. Apart from the core area of ​​the Central Plains, the tremors felt by the four major martial arts worlds decrease with distance.

Although Huang Quan has perception, he is unaware of the process in between.

"Uh... he's made his move again."

"I deeply admire such heroes and wish to visit Tiandu."

Cui Housheng added, "I've admired heroes since I was a child. If Wanyi Commercial Castle takes on this business, can I ask Wu Jun for an autographed photo?"

Yan Wangsuo interjected, "Young Master has the demeanor of a lady."

"Of course, Father loves Elder Sister, and Mother loves me."

The siblings managed to handle the difficult business deal just like that.

That night.

The buyer's representatives, Yan Wangsuo and Tianlangxing, the guarantor, Huang Quan, and the seller's decision-maker, Cui Wanyi, signed a five-hundred-year contract with Wanyi Commercial Castle in a friendly atmosphere, taking the first step in the reform of the Dead Kingdom and Wanyi Commercial Castle's expansion overseas.

The next day.

Cui Luohan and Cui Housheng returned to Tiandu with Huangquan and began to investigate potential partners.

In the main hall of Tiandu, Cui Luohan met the Martial Lord Luo Hou, whom she had long admired, as well as the rumored son of the God of Death.

The king, seated high on his throne, had a majestic expression and remained as immovable as a mountain, like a deity who had sat there since time immemorial.

The boy beside him possessed a holy face and a noble air.

On either side of the main hall, there are four sword dragons: the unparalleled madman Nanfeng Bujing, the immortal cultivator Yu Qinghuan, the peerless wet nurse Ling Shuixian, the magical blacksmith Hushuobadao, and the inventor Huomao Sanzhang.

The grand lineup shocked Cui Luohan. She had thought that the Sword Debate Sea was already the top force in the Bitter Realm, but compared with the Heavenly Capital, she realized what a formal dynasty was and what a civilian organization was.

Faced with such a magnificent capital, even Cui Luohan, a peerless swordsman, still felt a sense of awe.

"Jade Hands with Nine Needles, Emerald Vine Cold, pays respects to the Martial Lord."

"Please get up."

A deep, resonant voice rang out: "From now on, the resources of the Dead Kingdom will be the responsibility of your Wanyi Merchant Castle."

Although it carried an undeniable commanding tone, Cui Luohan did not feel offended: "The Martial Lord seeks peace between the two borders and brings benefits to the people of the Dead Kingdom. Wanyi Shangbao is willing to contribute its share to such a great cause."

"Miss Cui is truly chivalrous. We are fortunate to have your help in our perilous journey."

"However, I would like to take my younger brother to the Kingdom of Death for an on-site investigation. Perhaps the resources of the Kingdom of Death are not suitable for the Bitter Realm, but are suitable for other countries."

“That makes sense. The matter of the Kingdom of the Dead should be handled by the Son of God and the Underworld. You may go and discuss it in detail.”

Chapter 72 The Road of No Return, War Begins!

A road of no return, a road of no return.

As one of the two landmarks of the Bitter Realm, Rahu has finally embarked on a path of no return.

At that time, the bright moon was in the sky, the autumn wind was blowing, and the mountain peaks on both sides of the road of no return were crowded with masters from all walks of life.

Ordinary gossipers crowded at the entrance to the road of no return, peering out.

"coming!"

"The tyrant Rahu has finally arrived!"

"And what about 'Drunken Yellow Dragon'?"

"Who knows about the grudges and feuds between big shots? We can just watch the show."

"Hey Lao Zhang, aren't you afraid of Lao Wang next door if you leave your wife at home in the middle of the night?"

"Sunflower seeds, peanuts, a bench, and bottled water!"

The Road of No Return, as the name suggests, is a dark mountain path with only an entrance and no exit, flanked by towering mountains with jagged rocks.

The mountain path is protected by a formation, and there is no other way to enter except through the entrance, thus eliminating the possibility of cheating.

At the end of the road is a mysterious vortex, which, according to legend, leads directly to the underworld, and anyone who falls into it will be swallowed up in an instant.

The dueling arena is in the middle of the road, a flat, circular area.

In a corner of the area, a mountain of skulls was piled up, where the corpses of those who died on the road of no return could only rot.

After the flesh and blood have dissolved, only bones remain piled up here.

Luo Hou stood before this mountain of skulls, looking up at it, seeing countless bones, countless years, layer upon layer, stacked upon each other.

A long wind blew by, and the hollow bone holes made a whooshing sound, like thousands of bone flutes playing music in unison.

The time has come.

The two figures of Buddha's karma descended upon the road of no return, one in blue and one in red, their heavy steps gradually leading them deeper into the distance.

Even with only a few glimmers of moonlight and starlight, Ai Huo Nu Rong's charm still captivated many men in the bitter realm, such as Qin Yu'an.

"The female form of the Buddha's dual body is indeed only for viewing from afar, not for close handling, tsk tsk tsk~"

"Hey kid, you're drooling!"

"Nonsense! I, Old Qin, am terrified of such a ferocious creature as the Ai Huo Nu Rong."

“I heard you calling out the name of Ai Huo Nu Rong in your dream.”

"Let's watch the show!"

"Big brother, who do you hope will win?"

"When dogs fight, they'll get all messed up. Who cares who wins? It would be better if they both died."

The people of Tiandu occupied a peak on the left.

After Cui Luohan's treatment, Xiao Ribiao's injuries were fully healed. At this moment, he, Tian Dao Xiao Jiandun, and Mo Dao Juechen were watching the situation on the Road of No Return with great tension.

Huang Quan unconsciously gripped the Silver Moon Spear in his hand, his palms sweating slightly.

Sirius stood behind the crowd, watching in silence.

Nanfeng Bujing then sized up the two bodies of Buddha, a hint of regret flashing in his eyes that he could not fight them.

With Cui Luohan's help, Housheng also climbed to the summit, wiping away his sweat as he looked around. Unfortunately, with his poor eyesight, he couldn't see the scene on the Road of No Return at all.

He asked anxiously, "Sister, has it started?"

Yan Wangsuo flashed to his side and said solicitously, "Young Master Housheng, after it begins, I will tell you about their battle process."

Hou Sheng was extremely grateful: "Thank you so much, I will cheer for Wu Jun!"

Ling Shuixian interrupted her two sons' chatter: "The war is about to begin, you two shut up!"

Hu Shuoba was scolded for no reason, and he defended himself by saying, "Mother, you know that the little squirrel will keep talking when it is nervous."

She rubbed her hands together, furious. "I'm worried that Wu Jun will lose."

"Pah, pah, pah! Children say the darndest things!"

Ling Shuixian spat out three times, burying her son's words behind her back.

"Godfather will not lose."

Shao Hao was relaxed and spoke in a nonchalant tone, as if it were only natural for Luo Hou to defeat the Twin Buddhas.

Inspired by him, everyone felt much more relaxed and waited patiently for the battle to begin.

On another peak, the Master of Maple Peak and the Master of Blossom Pavilion stood side by side, gazing into the distance.

"My friend, your attitude towards me has been very strange these past few days. What's wrong?"

Fengxiu replied calmly, "It's nothing, it's just your imagination."

Fu Ying felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't get any information out of Feng Xiu.

A few days ago, a tragedy occurred at the Hell's Mouth base. Arbitrator and Sallyhan were inexplicably killed. Afterwards, Fu Ying examined the bodies and found that the techniques used on the two were not from the Ascension Path martial arts.

Instead, it was a fierce palm strike and a devastating fist strike.

Besides Rahu, who else in the Bitter Realm has the ability to kill with a single blow?

If it was Rahu, what was his reason for killing?

Considering that the Shadow God Blade and the Blade Dragon Battle Robe were missing, the Yuan Fruit was shattered, and the shell of the Yuan Fruit was also destroyed in Luo Hou's hands.

Fu Ying grew increasingly frightened. He stared intently at the road of no return, constantly trying to guess Luo Hou's thoughts.

Fengxiu suddenly spoke up: "My friend, Fuying."

"Ok?"

Do you want to go back to the Burning Buddha Prison?

"What do you mean?"

"If you want to go back to Buddha Prison, leave now."

Fu Ying's heart pounded, and her unease deepened: "Feng Xiu, I have long since broken with Huo Zhai Fo Yu. In order to help Yi Ye Shu retrieve the Yue Xing Stone, I even killed my own clone."

"In the end, that stray rock caused Yi Ye Shu to explode and die."

"It was my oversight... My friend, sending me back to the Fiery Hell is tantamount to sending me to my death."

Fengxiu smiled and pointed his fan towards the Road of No Return: "The war has begun."

Apart from the two of them, on a more distant mountaintop, Ashura stood with his hands behind his back, quietly awaiting this unprecedented battle.

Suddenly, someone walked up behind me and said, "Oh dear, I didn't expect there to be someone watching here. Sorry to bother you."

Ashura didn't turn around, and simply replied with two words: "It's alright."

Unexpectedly, the man walked up to Ashura, glanced at the jackal mask on his face, and laughed, "Your mask is truly terrifying, but it's nighttime and no one is around. Are you afraid that others will see your true face?"

"you are not human?"

The man unfolded his folding fan, covered his mouth, and chuckled softly: "It is fate that we meet. I am Master Jidao. May I ask your honorable name?"

Mr. Yakuza?

The person mentioned by Luo Hou.

Ashura turned to look at him. He was refined and gentle, and even in the dead of night, one could sense his ethereal and otherworldly aura, which was even more serene than the stars and moon.