Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

Fengxiu smiled, went back to her house, took out the book, and handed it to Luohou.

"You can come again if you need translation."

"You think too much."

Just as he had come, Luo Hou quietly returned to Tiandu.

Autumn night.

The sky outside the capital is filled with stars, the bright stars swaying and rippling in the Milky Way.

Shao Hao sat upright, with a book titled "The Chronicle of the Dead Kingdom" on the desk in front of him.

"Godfather, what book is this?"

"The 'Chronicles of the Land of the Dead' left behind by the God of Death records the history of the Land of the Dead, as well as the secrets of the Heavenly Ones and the Earthly Ones."

For Shao Hao, understanding the Kingdom of Death was important, but even more important was absorbing the true god of death from this book.

Although it was only a remnant of Death's consciousness.

"Do I need to understand the heavens and the earth?"

"Understanding your opponents is the first step to defeating them. I believe they are also watching you."

"So my opponents are the Heavenly Beings and the Earthly Beings?"

"They are just your beginning, not your end. There will be many more rivals in the future."

Shao Hao's pretty face immediately clouded over, and confusion showed in his eyes.

Luo Hou sighed inwardly. This child was good in every way, except that he didn't like to fight and had no grudges in his heart.

If Huang Quan hadn't forced him, he would have preferred to listen to Sister Jun play the zither, watch Sister Jieyu embroider, and play games with Shuang'er rather than learn incantations and swordsmanship.

"What should I do?"

"Open this book and you will see Death. Don't be afraid, it's just a remnant of Death's consciousness."

Shao Hao asked in confusion: "A wisp of remnant consciousness?"

"This wisp of remnant consciousness is the power you need to absorb. It surpasses the eyes of Lone Star, Desert Blade, Sirius, and Heaven is Not Lone. You must defeat him to obtain it."

How can I defeat him?

Luo Hou took out the Lone Star: "If he tempts you with words, defeat him with faith. If he attacks you with power, kill him with the Lone Star."

Shao Hao's power comes from the God of Death, and Luo Hou is unsure what effect the remnant consciousness of the God of Death will have on Shao Hao when it appears.

If Death is Shao Hao's father by blood, then at this moment, Luo Hou hopes that Shao Hao can sever this blood bond.

Shao Hao should have a complete self.

Luo Hou waved his hand, adding a new layer of barrier to the palace outside the Heavenly Capital Barrier to prevent the God of Death from escaping.

"Come here, your godfather is here to protect you."

"Hao'er, don't be afraid."

Shao Hao took the Lone Star with one hand and opened "The Age of the Dead Kingdom" with the other.

The howling wind seemed to blow from the depths of hell, bringing the scent of the dead.

A phantom of the Grim Reaper, wearing a hood, carrying a scythe, and completely concealed in a black robe, appeared silently before Shao Hao.

"Child, did you summon Death?"

Shao Hao blinked, seemingly not quite accepting of this dark style: "It is me."

Do you want to know the secrets of the Land of the Dead?

"I want to know, but in the meantime, I want to absorb you first."

Even hidden in the darkness, Death still conveyed a sense of surprise: "Hmm? You feel strangely familiar to me."

"However, I did not feel the same sense of familiarity."

Luo Hou sat in the shadows in the corner and smiled silently.

Death was unimpressed. He approached Shao Hao, sniffed greedily, and then took a deep, ecstatic breath.

"So it was you, my son."

"Now, may I absorb you, Mr. Death?"

"No, everyone must abide by the rules of the game left by Death, even if you are my son."

What are the rules of Death's game?

"Blood Seal of Death, use your blood to forge a pact with me."

"Blood?"

“My son, the covenant between you and me is that I will help you become the king of the land of the dead, and you must not disobey your father’s will.”

Shao Hao immediately shook his head: "I don't need to become a king, and you are not my father."

"My son, son of God, what noble blood you have! Quickly forge a pact with me, and the glory of death will be yours."

"No, I only want to absorb you."

Negotiations broke down; Death showed no love for his son, and Shao Hao showed no respect for Death.

A shocking explosion.

"Death Weeps!"

"Death Weeps~"

The Grim Reaper's scythe collided with Shao Hao's Lone Star, unleashing a torrent of deathly energy and a deafening divine power that instantly created a massive shockwave within the palace.

Bright fire, Zhu Yi, Four Gods worshipped together, Goulong soars to the earth!

Before anyone knew it, Shao Hao had set up the spell, which instantly formed a thick earthen barrier, covered in thorns that wrapped around the Grim Reaper.

The shockwave from the collision of the two swords was deflected by the earth barrier and exploded again at the center point.

Two thunderous booms shook the heavens and earth, causing even gods and demons to tremble.

The remnant consciousness of Death suffered a severe blow.

Shao Hao's situation wasn't much better; he spat out a mouthful of crimson blood, his face turning ashen.

But he stubbornly reached out and grasped that last wisp of consciousness.

No matter how much the remnant consciousness struggled, it still flowed into Shao Hao's body through the pores in his palm.

"My son, I will come back..."

The whistling wind gradually subsided, the temperature rose, and it remained a cool autumn night with a bright starry sky.

Looking at the book "The Chronicles of the Dead Kingdom" again, the pages are yellowed, the ink is dry, and the ancient text shows the traces of time.

Luo Hou walked over, patted Shao Hao on the shoulder, and was about to praise his performance.

Suddenly, Shao Hao felt his whole body burning hot, his true essence exploding, and a huge aura flowing through his body.

Could there be something wrong with this wisp of remnant consciousness?

Luo Hou hurriedly reached out and pressed against Shao Hao's back, generating a gentle force from the Three-Colored Extreme Yuan and slowly channeling it into Shao Hao's body.

Under the guidance and suppression of the three-colored extreme elements, Shao Hao's violent aura gradually calmed down and slowly transformed into new power.

After a long while, Shao Hao exhaled a breath of stale air: "Godfather, I think I ate too much."

"Ok?"

Luo Hou felt a moment of dizziness.

He pulled his son up, and within a short time, Shao Hao had grown to his shoulder height, his whole body transformed, exuding a powerful aura.

Golden hair cascaded down his back, his azure eyes were filled with compassion, and his beautiful red lips seemed to utter divine murmurs.

Shao Hao has transformed; the deathly aura is gone, replaced only by divine will.

"Now, accept the poem I have prepared for you."

Name: Luo Shaohao

Title: Son of God

Poetic Verse: Heaven and Earth are ruthless; where have the gods gone? A young man of boundless spirit vows to wash away human sorrow!

Chapter 51 The War Across Generations

Fifteen days passed in the blink of an eye, and the power of the Yuan Fruit returned.

The Buddha's dual body is filled with endless sorrow.

The wicked woman cast a seductive glance at Maple Master: "Maple Master, let me see your abilities."

"Instead of stopping it, we should change its trajectory."

"Ok?"

Master Fengxiu already had a plan: "Stretch out the battle line, divide the troops a thousand miles apart, and form three layers, inside and outside, to buffer the power of the Yuan Fruit, and so on..."

After hearing Fengxiu's brilliant plan, Tianchi Jiye, who was quite disdainful of the pretty boy, had to acknowledge the man's wisdom.

"Alright, I will activate the natural defense system of the Demon World Pagoda again, covering the entire demon tower with silk-root demon vines to prevent external attacks."

Naturally, the righteous path will not miss a good opportunity.

After losing Su Huanzhen, Yi Ye Shu turned his grief into strength and convened a meeting of everyone at Yun Du Mountain.

“Yuan Guo will inevitably crash into the Demon World Pagoda again along its predetermined path. The Buddha's Twin Bodies will definitely lay down layers of obstacles to stop Yuan Guo. We will do the opposite, eliminate the obstacles, and ensure that Yuan Guo crashes into the Demon Tower.”

Qin Jiaxian gestured, "It's like bowling; if you hit one, they all fall down."

"Indeed, I foresaw that the Buddha's dual bodies would inevitably distance themselves, using a thousand miles as a buffer, to push the original fruit away from its original trajectory."

Then, Yi Ye Shu took out a sketch and moved his finger around it:

The outermost layer, between 900 and 300 miles from the Demon World Pagoda, is where the ambush should be carried out by the Three Sects of Extinction.

The middle layer, about three hundred miles from the Demon World Pagoda, is where the interceptors should be all the evil spirits, using the combined power of the evil spirits.