Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

Author: A Song of Spring and Autumn

Summary:

My feet tread out of the flames of war, my hands grasp destruction, my name is Rahu.

He transmigrated into the body of the second resurrected Martial Lord Luo Hou, rewriting the tragedy of heroes. He first seized the Shadow God Blade, then tricked Dao Wuji, killed the Twin Bodies of Buddha's Karma, resisted the invasion of the Four Realms of Demons, and became the guardian of the people of the Bitter Realm.

Give heroes time, rather than letting time obliterate them.

The main storyline of this book spans ten years, from Daolong in 2009 to Jingtao in 2018.

A night of rain in the rivers and lakes, let us savor it together.

Chapter 1 Countdown to Death

kill!kill!kill!

The finish line is just ahead!

In order to deliver the baby in his arms to safety, Huang Quan had been fighting for a day and a night, battling across thousands of miles and killing tens of thousands of enemies.

Whether it was blood or sweat, it stung his eyes, but Huang Quan dared not close them, nor could he spare a hand to wipe them. In the blood-red world, he mechanically swung his Silver Moon Spear.

My hands were trembling, my legs were shaking, and I had countless wounds all over my body. Because of the excessive blood loss, I had lost all feeling in the wounds.

What sustained him was the dignity of a Moon Clan prince and his longing for that person, even though that person was stabbed to death by him in the end.

Huang Quan always felt that the person didn't want him to fall like a defeated man.

kill……

Huang Quan's vision went black, and the half-thrusted Silver Moon Spear was blocked by the weapons of several demonic horns. He was exhausted.

At the critical moment, the earth and sky suddenly shook, and a tall figure emerged from the grove, with a handsome face, dazzling armor, and a 1.8-meter-long sword.

It's him!

"My feet tread upon the flames of war, my hands grasp destruction, my name is—Rahu!"

Rahu raised Ketu and slashed down with his sword.

The grove was instantly split in two, and countless demonic horns and henchmen turned into blood and gore, their clothes flying wildly in the air.

"He's come back to life again!"

"Wu Jun Luo Hou has been resurrected! Run!"

"Ugh~ Pfft~ Ah!"

Screams rose and fell, and those who survived wished they had two more legs, scrambling and crawling away.

The crisis was thus resolved. The baby was still fast asleep in Huang Quan's arms. The grove was silent. If it weren't for the piles of corpses on the ground, Huang Quan would have really thought it was all an illusion.

Huang Quan stared blankly at Luo Hou, who had killed the man before him with his Silver Moon Spear just a few days earlier.

"What are you looking at? Come back to Tiandu with me."

"I killed you."

“I have also killed many of your Moon Clan members, so we are even. From now on, you are my brother.”

"brother?"

Huang Quan still couldn't believe it, or rather, he couldn't face it. He wiped the blood off his face and said, "I'm going to take this baby to Han Guang Yi She."

Luo Hou glanced at the baby Huang Quan had wrapped tightly in cloth around his chest. This was not A Dou, but a person even more important than A Dou.

“Take him back to Tiandu with us.”

Before Huang Quan could voice his objections, Luo Hou grabbed him, transformed into a ball of light, and instantly transported him and the baby back to Tiandu.

Tiandu, the former capital city.

After two wars, only ruined city walls and desolate palaces remain.

People either died, surrendered, or fled.

“Give me the son of God, and you go to heal your wounds.”

Huang Quan had many questions he wanted to ask, but they inexplicably boiled down to one: "Do you know how to breastfeed a baby?"

Luo Hou was silent for a moment: "I will not."

"I do not know either."

Luo Hou, holding the baby, climbed the towering twin towers of Tiandu. Before him was a clear blue sky, and below him was the tranquil Western Sea.

Misery.

Ok.

Just now, he transmigrated to the world of Pili and became the Martial Lord Luo Hou.

This is a dangerous world. There are always villains causing trouble and alien races invading. The lives of ordinary people are as insignificant as ants, and the death toll often reaches hundreds of thousands.

Luo Hou was a heroic figure whose life ended in tragedy.

As he gazed at the waters of the Western Sea beneath his feet, countless images flashed through his mind:

In his first life, the demon god Xie Tianyu descended upon the Bitter Realm, slaughtering the human race and nearly wiping out the Western Martial World.

Luo Hou led his sworn brothers in rebellion. On the advice of a master, they used the blood of 100,000 people in the Western Martial World to create the Blood Cloud Pillar, and finally killed Xie Tianyuwu.

Afterwards, he proclaimed himself emperor in Tiandu and ruled the world.

The peaceful period did not last long. When the children of the 100,000 people who were sacrificed grew up, they accused Rahu of being a tyrant, and rebellions broke out in various places.

Enraged, Rahu brutally suppressed the unrest, becoming a true tyrant.

Finally, two experts killed him with the Shadow God Blade made from Xie Tianyuwu's bones.

In his second life, Rahu, still filled with hatred before his death, was resurrected a thousand years later.

Upon his resurrection, he launched a frenzied revenge against the Bitter Realm, slaughtering the Moon Clan, invading the Central Plains, and forcing the two major organizations, Tianxia Fengdao and Riman Clan, to surrender.

On the advice of that wise man, Tianxia Fengdao sent Jun Manlu, a descendant of Luo Hou's sworn brother, to him, allowing him to feel the long-lost kinship.

Luo Hou, moved by familial affection, developed a weakness and was ambushed by the righteous forces. To save Jun Manlu, Luo Hou was seriously injured.

Knowing he was beyond saving, Luo Hou ordered Huang Quan, the Moon Clan prince who had been lurking by his side, to kill him in order to settle the score between the two.

The third life...

There are still ten episodes left to live.

Luo Hou sighed. In his third life, he was neither a hero nor a tyrant, but a villain who had been redeemed. He hurriedly ran through the grove for the sake of the Bitter Realm.

Like many villains, he couldn't escape the law that a redemption spell inevitably leads to his demise.

Luo Sui silently calculated his death date. Although the time system in the Bitter Realm was chaotic, no matter how he calculated it, ten episodes would not exceed half a year.

Tick, tick.

All he could hear was the countdown to death.

After cleaning his wounds, Huang Quan climbed to the rooftop and stood behind him.

After waiting for a long time, Huang Quan finally couldn't help but ask, "Why aren't you talking about philosophy today?"

In the past, when the two stood on the rooftop, Luo Hou would always ask boring questions about heroes, people, and history, which Huang Quan would scoff at.

"Philosophy? Oh, everyone is equal before death."

Huang Quan flatly denied it: "You died twice and were resurrected each time, so how can you claim equality?"

"But I will die a third time, and then I will never be resurrected."

"Your life can only be taken by me, and I will never allow you to die again!"

Huang Quan said fiercely.

Luo Hou sighed again, unsure of what to say.

"Do you think we've settled all our scores and you can kick me out now?"

"Ok?"

"you!"

Seeing Huang Quan bristle, Luo Hou quickly asked, "What's under the Heavenly Capital?"

"West Sea".

What's in the Western Sea?

There are 100,000 white bones.

What do the white bones represent?

"Self-sacrifice to eradicate evil and protect our homeland."

"correct answer."

Huang Quan was stunned.

At this moment, Luo Hou's mind was filled with only one thing: a greenish-blue blade, the Shadow God Blade.

It was this Shadow God Blade that killed him twice.

To change the plot, we should start with the Shadow God Blade... and that master as well, it's time to meet him.

“After you came back this time, you seem like a completely different person.”

"Have it?"

“The martial lord I know has never shown fear in his eyes. Even if he is wrong, he will still forge ahead! But you, you are burdened with worries, your eyes are full of doubt, like a frightened bird caught in a net!”

Luo Hou smiled and said, "If things continue as before, I will die even faster than last time."

You actually laughed?

"To seize control of your destiny, start by laughing."

The moment he opened his eyes, he understood the meaning of his time travel: to give heroes time, rather than to let time obliterate them.