Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

"How?"

Luo Hou drew out Ji Du and slashed at the Burial Dragon Wall.

"The Heaven-Shattering Star-Slaying Technique!"

The move that broke through the realm, the strongest move, and also the move that consumed the most energy, was mercilessly unleashed by Luo Hou.

boom.

Smash the mural.

Cut through the mountain.

Slice through the void.

An endless trail of blood slashed towards a distant world.

"Ah~"

After a shrill scream, a few wisps of black, residual demonic energy, along with the collapsing mountain, completely dissipated into the land of the Bitter Realm.

The drunken Huanglong, who was still in a daze in the mountains, was awakened by the huge shock. He turned around and saw that the Daolong Ancient Cave had been completely reduced to ashes.

"This is?"

Luo Hou, holding his broadsword horizontally, slowly stepped forward: "How laughable that a mere remnant soul dares to try and control the fate of others."

"You destroyed the Dragon Burial Wall, did you find anything?"

"what?"

Drunk Huanglong hesitated to speak. Behind the Dragon Burial Wall was a passage to another realm, connecting the Bitter Realm with the Four Realms of Demons, and also the landing point for the flying stones from outer space.

"There is a time portal there."

"It's all destroyed."

If the celestial rocks are small spaceships, then the Burial Dragon Wall is a spaceship dock. Now, it has been cleaved in two by Luo Hou's blade, not only destroying the passage but also leaving behind a whirlwind of blade energy that can never be repaired.

Such destructive power naturally comes at a price.

A foundation built over sixty years.

Luo Hou sighed inwardly, "If I don't bring any mana potions with me when I go out, I'll be finished in no time."

Having resolved the matter of the Burial of the Dragon Wall, Rahu returned to Tiandu.

After pondering for a while, Zuiyin Huanglong was about to head to Tianxia Fengdao to find Dao Wuji again when he suddenly heard an unusual fluctuation coming from the horizon.

"Someone is using telepathy!"

The sound transmission from beyond the heavens, originating from the Four Realms, could emit such a powerful sound wave; only the Blazing Crimson Scale, born with six claws, could do so.

But who is the other person?

Could there be other hidden masters from the Four Realms in the Bitter Realm?

Drunk, Huanglong leaped to the mountain peak, listening intently to the direction of the voices echoing from beyond the heavens; one of these locations was in Dongwulin.

A cold light shines from the house.

Maple Master.

Drunkard Huanglong suddenly realized that if the Master of Fengxiu was not the Blazing Crimson Scale, then he was the prelude.

He took a step off the mountain peak, transformed into a ball of light, and flew towards the Cold Light Pavilion.

Chapter 24 Sweeping Cherry Blossoms

A cold light shines from the house, a desolate mountain dwelling.

The owner of Fengxiu was facing a cup of tea. The surface of the tea was as smooth as a mirror, with a pink cherry blossom petal floating on it, turning the tea into a misty haze.

Maple leaves belong to late autumn, while cherry blossoms bloom in spring.

"Long time no see, my friend."

Through the pink tea, Fengxiu saw a pink bunny girl.

The bunny girl kept greeting us: "Uncle Fengxiu hasn't contacted us for a hundred years. When will you come to Fuyingzhai? I'll make you some pipa-shaped snowflake cakes."

"I've said it many times, either call me Wu Fengxiu or call me Master."

“I won’t call you either of those, I’ll call you Uncle Fengxiu.”

"Then I'll call you little sister, and you call me big brother, okay?"

The bunny girl clapped her hands: "Great! Great!"

"Little sister, when will you come to visit Hanse Mountain House? I will certainly treat you well."

"Are you really welcoming me? You won't mind me taking up a spot?"

"Of course, I would welcome you even if you lived here for the rest of your life."

"Really, we can live here forever? Okay, okay, I'll go pack right away..."

Before he could finish speaking, a hand reached out and pulled the bunny girl away. The person said with dissatisfaction, "It's all about master and lifelong commitment. Why not just pick one up and raise it yourself?"

Fengxiu shook her head: "My friend Fuying, I don't have such a peculiar hobby as you."

The bunny girl struggled in Fuyingzhai Master's hands: "Let me go, I haven't finished talking to Brother Fengxiu yet."

"Little Rabbit, this person is dangerous. It's best to keep your distance from him."

Fengxiu smiled and said, "My friend, it's been a hundred years since we last met. Why start with words of blame?"

"Betraying friends and standing by and watching someone die, isn't that enough?"

"Serious words."

After finally managing to coax the little rabbit away, Master Fuying was able to speak to Fengxiu with peace of mind: "Knowing that Sirius was seriously injured, you still ignored him."

“I know my friend has always been concerned about this matter and will surely lend a helping hand at the appropriate time.”

"So you knew exactly what I was doing. Doesn't that count as betraying a friend?"

"Ha, I was just worried that my friend was too lonely, so I wanted you to enter the world of martial arts sooner."

"Unlike you, I don't scheme and plot behind the scenes. I'd rather be in the martial world with my heart in the lakes and seas than be in the lakes and seas with my heart in the martial world."

Fengxiu chuckled softly, covering her face with her fan: "If I didn't care about the martial world, how could I have saved Sirius so quickly?"

Fu Ying frowned: "Are you really planning to drag me into this?"

“It’s not that I’m dragging you into this, but that you would never sit idly by and watch this impending Six Realms Divine Tribulation unfold.”

"Speaking of the Six Realms Divine Tribulation, Sirius possesses the key power to influence this catastrophe. Are you really sure you can leave it alone?"

"That's why I'm entrusting it to you."

"In the end, it was you who dragged me into this mess."

"Alright, please do me the honor of visiting my humble abode. I will personally apologize to you and take my leave."

Hearing the commotion outside the courtyard, Fengxiu picked up her teacup and drank it all in one gulp.

"With a broken body and a lone sword, I drink in the cold wind; today I'll drink wine and get drunk at Huanglong."

Whoosh.

A gleaming golden dragon-scale broadsword was planted in front of the pavilion.

It was hard to tell whether it was the aura of the newcomer's sword or the domineering presence of an emperor that brought a gust of wind to the courtyard, causing the light gauze hanging on the pavilion to rustle.

“Master Fengxiu”.

"A legendary esteemed figure has graced us with his presence; we wonder what brings him here."

Drunk Huanglong, exuding an imposing aura without anger: "Prove your identity, hahaha."

"Unfortunately, I am not your target."

"How to prove it?"

Why is proof needed?

"Celestial sound waves can only be created by those in the Upper Realm, and besides me, only the Blazing Crimson Scale can achieve this."

Fengxiu pointed with his fan: "You underestimate the abilities of others."

"As long as you can explain extraterrestrial sound waves, I won't ask anything else."

"I have only one answer: I am not the Crimson Blaze."

Drunkard Huanglong's idea was simple and brutal: "If it's not you, then it's the person you were talking to. Hand him over."

Fengxiu paused for a moment, then said, "I don't think it's him either."

"Ok?"

Drunkard Huanglong snorted coldly, and the teacup he had just finished drinking rolled off the table with a thud.

"Oh dear, what a waste of the fine tea I prepared for you."

"Think it over carefully, and I will come to hear your answer in three days."

Fengxiu changed her tune, saying, "What if I help you find the Blazing Crimson Scale?"

"unnecessary."

He drank his fill at Huanglong and left proudly, leaving behind Fengxiu with a heart full of unspoken thoughts.

What a hassle.

However, the matter of Blazing Crimson Scales is easy to resolve, but what about Blossom?

Looking at the still green maple forest, it's still a long way from late autumn; it's the season for cherry blossoms to bloom.

The master of Fengxiu threw out Sirius as excellent bait, and sure enough, he lured out the master of Fuyingzhai.

Fu Ying must have come from the Four Realms.

Who could he be?

Is he the person I'm looking for?