Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

“I gave the Buddha’s Twin Bodies ten days, and the same applies to the Burning Buddha Prison. After ten days, I will burn this demonic tree, drive out your demonic soldiers, and return my homeland.”

"Very well! In ten days, the Lord of Curses will show you what it means to contend for supremacy!"

"I look forward to it."

Watching Luo Hou walk away, the Lord of Curses waved his hand and said, "Form up the army, set off, to the Heartless Pavilion!"

In an instant, the greedy and evil spirit broke through the earth's layers, and ancient power rushed forward.

Dianfangji circulated her inner energy, constantly controlling the direction of the demonic tree.

The army of Buddha Prison followed closely behind.

Half an hour later.

Before the Heartless Pavilion, demonic energy permeated the heavens and earth, dark clouds pressed down overhead, demonic trees surrounded the courtyard, and demonic soldiers surged like a tide.

"Come on~"

"Kill them!"

The deafening shouts of battle terrified Aunt Li, who fluttered incessantly in her cage, crying out, "Sword! The Beginning of the Sword!"

A bewitching woman slowly stepped in: "I am Taixi Gong, the supreme interest of the Burning House Buddhist Prison."

As she spoke, the greedy and wicked tree took root and grew rapidly.

In an instant, black branches spread everywhere, and the earth's energy of the Heartless Pavilion was absorbed into it, transforming into a sky full of evil power.

Just as the Fire House Buddhist Prison was displaying its might, a man emerged from the Heartless Pavilion, facing the army of the Buddhist Prison alone.

"The Heartless Pavilion is not a place for you demons to trespass. Get out of here!"

As the sound faded, a window in one of the rooms upstairs opened, and a vast sword light flew out, slashing towards the people of the Buddhist Prison.

Chapter 98 Your First Encounter, My Old Friend

The wind and sand swirl for thousands of miles, the sword's intent stirs the heavens.

This sword strike caused the Lord of Curses to change color instantly. Without a moment's hesitation, Jumang unleashed a tremendous burst of demonic energy to block the sword.

Taixi Gong was not so lucky. Although she struck with all her might, the sword light still swept past, leaving a bloody mark on her snow-white face.

Dianfangji borrowed the power of the Fumu demon and escaped unharmed, but the Buddhist prison warriors all fell down in droves.

What a strong sword spirit!

The Lord of Curses looked up at the room, where a gust of wind blew in, and a blurry figure seemed to be standing behind the window.

Taixi Gong stroked his cheek, then stamped his foot, flicked his sleeve, and unleashed an unparalleled ultimate move: "Damn it, the Mystery of Rifting the Universe!"

Consort Dianfang understood her intentions and immediately activated the Fumu to assist her.

In an instant, thousands of demonic branches spread out, like ivy, climbing the four walls of the Heartless Pavilion. Among them, several thick branches rushed towards the windows that exuded sword intent.

"presumptuous!"

Murong Qing, standing at the door, was furious. This was his business, which he had managed for hundreds of years, and it had been attacked by people from another world for no reason.

"The phoenix sings in seven colors, drink!"

With a high-pitched phoenix cry that pierced the clouds, auspicious omens suddenly descended from the sky, and holy light sprinkled across the universe.

The demonic tree, bathed in holy light, immediately showed signs of fear and stopped climbing.

Dianfangji unleashed her supernatural power once more, transforming the earth energy she had just absorbed from the Heartless Pavilion into a terrifying demonic miasma that surged through the entire space.

The weirloom twisted again, whipping towards the doors and windows with even greater ferocity.

Just as the demonic power was rampaging and the demonic wood was showing off its strength, eleven superior rooms of the Heartless Pavilion simultaneously erupted with sword energy, blade shadows, palm winds, and fist energies, forming a terrifying undercurrent that surged towards the demonic wood and the Buddhist prison soldiers like a tidal wave.

"Uh~"

Because of the connection between Dianfangji and Fumu's supernatural abilities, she was shocked by this and immediately vomited blood.

The Lord of Curses unleashed his ultimate move, the highest form of the Rift Scroll: "Destruction of Heaven's Rift!"

With a deafening roar, the forces collided, causing the heavens and earth to tremble and the earth to crumble. Apart from the Heartless Pavilion, everything within a hundred miles around it collapsed.

The warriors of the Buddhist prison, ravaged by the shock, could only hear mournful screams; countless of them perished in a foreign land.

"Ok?"

"Military Scriptures!"

Two low cries came from the upper room: one from a man and one from a woman.

The Lord of Curses was equally astonished and uncertain. This move had caused his blood and qi to surge and his meridians to become disordered. It had also triggered the injuries caused by Asura, leaving his body at its limit.

"We have secured the land's energy; we shall withdraw our troops."

Taixi Gong was still not satisfied: "Your Majesty, these are the moves from the Military Manual."

"The military and martial arts manuals have been integrated into the defensive array of the Heartless Pavilion. This place should not be underestimated. Let's retreat first."

The army of Buddha retreated like a receding tide, leaving behind only broken roots and branches.

Murong Qing snorted coldly and walked back to the Heartless Pavilion.

Soon, the red light came on, the sound of stringed instruments filled the air, and the hall returned to its peaceful and prosperous state.

If it weren't for the blood flowing continuously at the entrance and the clothes scattered everywhere, the place would be as calm as if nothing had ever happened.

From the shadows, Luo Hou and Ya Hun emerged.

"Wu Jun, I never imagined that a brothel would hide such a peerless master."

"There are always surprises in hardship."

Luo Hou stared at the window of the Lingzi room, lost in thought. That brave woman hadn't come out to fight. Was it because her power hadn't recovered yet?

Or was it because someone stepped forward?

"Wu Jun, what are you looking at?"

"It's nothing. You stay here to scout ahead; I'm heading to Hundred Strategies City."

"Ah."

Just after Luo Hou left, Yu Cixin exhaled her last breath, finally finished regulating her breathing, and her body was restored to its original state.

"Strange, why do I sense the presence of someone surnamed Luo?"

Yu Cixin walked to the window and looked around. Apart from the traces of battle left by the Fire House Buddhist Prison, there was no one else.

Recalling the scene in the desert, Yu Cixin was somewhat unsure.

Will Rahu really make a deal with the Fire House Buddha Prison?

If he sides with the Fire Prison, will the Killing Island become his enemy?

In the end, he was the one who saved himself.

Yu Cixin shook her head, clearing her mind of distractions. It was time to go to the Abandoned Words Room. She hadn't expected that both the Heartless Pavilion and the Cursed World Lord were related to the Military Scripture.

Seeing that she was staring out the window, Xiangling couldn't help but ask, "Special Envoy, what are you looking at?"

"It's nothing. You stay here, I'll go and find out some things."

"Ah."

Yu Cixin walked to the door of the abandoned room and raised her hand to knock.

Boom, boom, boom.

The door opened, and Murong Qing stood in the doorway, blocking the view inside.

"Miss Yu, what brings you here?"

Yu Cixin said firmly, "Escaping is useless; the Sword's Beginning is inside."

After a long while, a soft sigh came from behind Murong Qing: "My friend, let her in."

"Hmph, I'll only give you three sentences."

Murong Qing made way for him and walked out.

The door closed behind him.

Yu Cixin entered the most mysterious room of the Heartless Pavilion.

There was a person in the room, dressed in a plain brown cotton robe, with long silver hair hanging down his back, without a hair ornament.

His face was ordinary, and his eyes were serene.

"Miss Jade".

"You are Jian Zhichu?"

"It's me."

Yu Cixin walked towards him step by step: "What is your relationship with the former king of Broken Island?"

"he……"

"how?"

"He is my biological father."

"really?"

Yu Cixin slowly drew the Qingxue Sword. The sword light flashed, as brilliant as a shooting star, breaking the silence of the room.

Jian Zhichu remained calm: "The Qingxue Sword was a token of love given by my late mother to King Yadi."

"I don't believe it!"

“You should remember, because you went to that realm too.”

"Remember what?"

"In the eleventh martial arts competition of the Four Realms, King Yadi's opponent was originally me."

Yu Cixin was greatly surprised: "You are the Amazing One from the Tower of Compassionate Light?"

That year, Yu Cixin, in her true female form, accompanied King Yadi to the Martial Arts Tournament. No one expected that this would be the last grand event of the Four Realms.