Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

Huang Quan was unable to refute it.

"We also have to thank Dao Wuji. The other team he used to do bad things didn't corrupt the world of Fengdao."

Will Su Huanzhen let you take over?

"It's Yu Bufan who took over, what does it have to do with Luo Hou?"

Yu Bufan, his body wrapped in bandages, had just lain down on the bed when he started sneezing repeatedly: "Achoo, achoo, who's talking badly about me behind my back?"

Before the peak, Tian Dao Xiao Jian Dun and Bai Li Xing Ji, who had killed Hong Pai, had been fighting for a day and a night.

The more resolute one's heart, the more ruthless one's blade.

The more selfless God is, the more death presses upon Him.

The exhilarating flashes of blades and sword energy left streaks of blood on the two men's bodies.

"The Milky Way reflects our image, let's drink!"

"Man-made disasters are rampant, ha!"

At the same time, they attacked and exploded simultaneously, their combined power slamming into the mountainside and creating a giant hole.

Immediately, the suction force emanating from the hole pulled the two combatants together.

Xiao Jian was startled and was about to use his internal energy to resist the strong suction when Bai Lixing suddenly struck him with a palm, sending him flying into the vortex of the giant hole.

"Ah~"

Xiao Jiandun felt weightless and drifted into a black, unknown alien space.

Boundless and vast, shrouded in mist and darkness.

After drifting for an unknown amount of time, suddenly, a faint light appeared in the distance, carrying with it a subtle Buddhist aura.

"That point of light, though faint, still made one feel the extraordinary foundation within it, as if it were drawing me toward it."

Xiao Jian Dun took a step forward, stepping through the air, intending to head towards that glimmer of light.

Unexpectedly, a violent hurricane came rushing towards him, almost tearing him to pieces.

"Tianhua Line, drink!"

Laughing Sword, having gathered its true essence, transformed its body into a surface, then the surface into a line, becoming a ray of light that shot swiftly towards the point of light.

At the same time, Xiao Ri Biao, provoked, went berserk and ran into a cave.

Xiao Feitian Yu Qinghuan felt sorry for him, worried that he would kill people indiscriminately, so she chased him into the cave.

In the middle of the cave, there was a huge gray stone, and Xiao Ri Biao was hugging the stone, bathed in dazzling white light.

The bright light made Yu Qinghuan unable to open her eyes. She shielded her eyes with her sleeve and asked with concern, "How are you?"

Xiao Ri Biao suddenly turned around, his eyes emitting a terrifying white light.

"I am not human."

"I am a dragon."

Chapter 26 Son, Learn to Say No

Today marks the 100th day since Shaohao's birth.

Having missed the full moon celebration, they certainly wouldn't miss the 100-day banquet.

There weren't many people celebrating; only four people from Tiandu, along with Yu Daojue and his son Yu Bufan, as well as Jieyu and Shuang'er.

Arranging these things was naturally Yu Daojue's forte; he had a son and a daughter.

But Yu Bufan saw through him: "Father, there is no custom of full moon celebration or hundred-day banquet in the Western Desert. Did you really celebrate for me?"

"Stinky boy."

After staying in Tiandu for several days, I gradually got used to it.

Whether it was guidance or command, Jun Manlu and Jieyu prepared a delicious meal under Yu Daojue's instructions.

Shuang'er and Xu Jiao helped set up the scene, laying a red carpet on the Tiandu Hall and placing many peach blossoms.

With nothing else to do, Yu Bufan unfolded his bamboo fan and wrote the character "star".

In an instant, meteors rained down, transforming the sky into a dazzling spectacle.

"Shaohao, make a wish upon a shooting star."

Just as everyone held their breath and waited for the Son of God to make his wish, today's protagonist emerged from the embrace of the underworld and struggled to get down to the ground.

Jieyu was already wearing the embroidered bib, with pink lotus flowers, emerald green lotus leaves, and her fair arms and legs, making her look like a lotus child.

The Lotus Child stood on the ground and carefully took a step forward.

The earth steadily supported him.

The Lotus Child carefully took another step, and the earth still held him firmly.

Then, the Lotus Boy opened his arms and staggered toward Rahu.

"Father."

"you?"

"Father."

"Are you really?"

The Lotus Boy rushed into Rahu's arms and giggled, "I can walk now!"

"Good boy!"

The sudden scene left everyone speechless.

However, with the example of Man Yue speaking before, when something like walking after a hundred days happened, everyone accepted it after a brief moment of surprise.

Only Yu Daojue secretly thought that none of the three beautiful young women present were suitable to be the stepmother of the Son of God, but they would be suitable to be his daughters-in-law.

After making his wish, eating, and drinking, Shao Hao was taken away by Huang Quan again.

"You have already mastered the Nine Abyss Transformation Realm to 99%. Today, put in extra effort and reach the Great Perfection."

"Yes."

Shao Hao flicked his fingers to form a hand seal, and a fierce burst of energy shot out, transforming into nine towering ice peaks that surrounded Tiandu.

The bright light shines down, the Western Sea surges, and the Heavenly Capital resembles a crystal world.

This time, even Huang Quan was shocked: "Hao Zai's death power has awakened!"

"Let my godfather take a look."

As Luo Hou stepped into the ice peak, the array immediately activated, layer upon layer, hindering Luo Hou's movements.

The spell effect of the Nine Abyss Transformation Realm is to freeze and imprison, unlike the one used by Huang Quan. Shao Hao's ice peak does indeed carry a trace of mysterious black power.

This power makes the spell even more solid.

Luo Hou used one-tenth of his power, raising his palm to strike. The ice peak shook a few times and cracks appeared, but it did not break.

"The power of death is not bad."

He slapped the palm again, this time using thirty percent of his strength.

Click.

All nine ice peaks shattered, breaking into sparkling fragments that scattered throughout the streets and alleys of Tiandu.

Shuang'er curiously reached out to pick it up, but the ice shards vanished the moment her fingers touched them.

Yu Bufan laughed and said, "Silly Shuang'er, that's a spell illusion. Once the spell is broken, those things will disappear."

Shao Hao pouted: "Godfather is bullying me."

"Son, wait until you have fully unleashed your Death God power before you fight your godfather."

Huang Quan curled his lip: "You're very interested in the Grim Reaper?"

"I am interested in all strong individuals."

Just then, a huge clap of thunder suddenly sounded in the sky, and dark clouds gathered towards the heavens, signaling an impending storm.

Shao Hao stared at the horizon, a look of fear on his face, and then burst into tears.

The devil is harassing the child again.

Luo Hou held Shao Hao in his arms, leaped into the clouds, and stood in the dark cloud.

“Son, don’t cry. Tell him in a bitter language that you are not going to the land of the dead.”

Shao Hao stopped crying, blinked, and looked at his godfather with a puzzled expression.

Luo Hou reached out a finger and wiped away the tears clinging to Shao Hao's eyelashes, saying softly, "The Heavenly Ones can understand the language of the Bitter Realm."

"Ah."

Thunder rumbled overhead, streaks of purple lightning flashed from the dark clouds, and an endless storm seemed poised to tear the sky apart.

Luo Hou stretched out his palm and pushed, and the extreme energy flowed, completely isolating the dark clouds and lightning.

A voice from the land of the dead came: "Bound souls, why can't you be freed? Because we need you, Son of God."

Shao Hao poked his head out from Luo Hou's embrace and said loudly, "Heaven, I will remain in the Bitter Realm."

After a moment of silence, the Celestial One switched to the language of the Bitter Realm: "Son of God, can you hear the weeping of the people of the Land of the Dead?"

“You, O Heaven, are the creator of the Kingdom of the Dead. Their joy and sorrow are determined by you. What does it have to do with me?”

“You are the salvation of the land of the dead. The land of the dead needs you, and I need you even more.”

What kind of salvation do you expect me to bring?

“Son of God, you have inherited the power of the gods; this is your mission.”

Suddenly, the divine bloodline within Shao Hao surged, echoing the pact between the God of Death and the Celestial Being a thousand years ago, seemingly urging the Son of God to fulfill his mission.

Luo Hou tightened his grip, and a gentle yet powerful force surged through him, suppressing the agitation within Shao Hao's body.

"Son, refuse him."