Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

Only after the entire army had jumped did the Lord of Curses jump into the passage.

This is a black, circular, wide passageway, large enough for two carriages to run side by side.

Unexpectedly, the Kingdom of the Dead possessed such strength. While admiring it, the Lord of Curses became secretly wary. A kingdom with magic was indeed not to be underestimated.

Before they had traveled for half an hour, shouts of battle suddenly came from ahead.

"It's a land of death! We've been tricked!"

"Charge! Uh! Wow!"

Countless screams rang out, and the Lord of Curses was greatly alarmed, rushing forward.

In the passage ahead stood a majestic figure clad in black robes and golden armor, wearing a jackal mask.

"Nothingness brings the meaning of creation; war creates the eternity of history; death symbolizes the beginning of rebirth; a thousand years in a single thought, only—Asura."

Behind him stood a densely packed army of ten thousand men.

The Lord of Curses felt a chill in his heart; the Heavenly Ones were indeed unreliable.

Before the Lord of Curses could respond, the Duke of Sighs had already rushed forward: "Die, you who block my way!"

Taixi Gong's signature skill was finger technique, and he immediately extended his slender ten fingers to grab at Asura.

To everyone's surprise, Asura sidestepped and gave the opportunity to the evil god of the Ghost Prison behind him: "I do not kill women."

The Ghost Prison Evil God hastily blocked a palm strike: "I, Old Ghost, don't kill women either, give them to the wolf!"

"Hehehe, wolves eat people regardless of gender, and pretty women may be more delicious."

The laughter of the Silver Moon Wolf came from behind, followed by two huge wolf claws reaching out to grab Taixi Gong's jade fingers, which were covered with purple nail polish.

Get out of my way!

Taixi Gong spread his sleeves and reached for the wolf's claws.

Seeing the two engaged in fierce combat, the guardian Kaling brandished his spear and charged towards Asura.

Ashura dodged again: "I do not kill nameless nobodies."

The Ghost Prison Evil God was displeased: "Asura, are you looking down on this old ghost?"

Before the words were even finished, the Jialing spear unleashed a vast amount of lightning, and a burst of thunder and fire erupted within the passage, causing the nearby warriors of the Dead Kingdom to scream and fall to the ground.

"It has a history. Let's test Old Ghost's fire, the Wrath of the Demon!"

Will-o'-the-wisps devoured demonic flames, and evil energy annihilated lightning, instantly transforming the five-colored passage into a fiery hell.

"Ah~ Wow~ Uh!"

The soldiers on both sides retreated continuously, scrambling to escape this deadly passage.

Seeing his grand ambition within reach, only to be thwarted by the forces of the Dead Kingdom, the Lord of Curses was enraged and walked step by step toward Asura.

"What about the Heavenly One?"

"With the Asuras here, what need is there for the gods?"

"Did betraying his ally make him afraid to see me?"

"The Lord of the Fire Hell is barely a match for an Asura."

This time, Ashura did not back down, but stood in front of the Lord of Curses with his hands behind his back, displaying his unparalleled arrogance.

Despite his calm demeanor, the Lord of Curses was still angered by Asura's actions: "Asura, I will reward you with the deepest abyss of despair! The most sorrowful sigh! Hah!"

With a wave of his hands, the Lord of Curses unleashed a burst of dark red flames that rose into the air.

In the dark, desolate forest where there is no light, fire is the longing and hope of the people of Buddha Prison. Every strong person who has fought their way out of battle possesses their own flame.

The flames of the Cursed Lord are dark, malevolent fires, carrying the sighs of death, and more like a dance of despair.

Ashura also thrust out with both hands: "Heavenly Explosion!"

Two storms swept past in an instant, followed by a violent explosion, as surging true energy extinguished the dark fire of the Cursed Lord.

"Ok?"

With just this one move, the Lord of Curses had already realized how terrifying the person before him was.

His withered hands twisted and turned, like the roots of a demonic tree or the tongue of a python, transforming into two black and yellow swords.

Jumang's Twin Swords.

Reappearing in the mortal world.

The two swords of the Cursed Lord twisted and deformed continuously, reflecting a crimson light.

"Cursed Forest of Blood! Asura, feel the wrath of the Buddha's Prison!"

"The heavens weep!"

Asura casually made a move, revealing two long horns, to meet Jumang's twin swords.

Just as the three groups were locked in a fierce battle, a beautiful woman dressed as a noblewoman ran past Ashura.

Although he could have blocked her path, Ashura had no habit of fighting with women. He gave her a cold glance and let her run away.

The demon god of the Ghost Prison was locked in a fierce battle with the spear of the Kaling, and the outcome was uncertain when the woman slipped between them.

"Another woman here! Old Wolf, one is fine, two is not enough, you can eat them all!"

Little did they know that the Silver Moon Greedy Wolf was already in danger.

As Taixi Gong's sleeves fluttered, she suddenly shouted, "The Art of War: The Profound Mystery of Rifting the Universe, shout!"

Chapter 86 Territorial Exchange, Buddhist Prison Enters a Bitter Realm

Dianfangji slipped through the army of the Dead Kingdom and rushed towards the exit of the Bitter Realm.

Suddenly, a figure floated in front of her, more beautiful and more alluring than her, with more exposed chest.

"Who is coming?"

"Hehehe~ The Ninth of the Five Venerable Ones of the Dead Kingdom, the Demon Wing Princess."

"I never imagined that there would be such a beautiful woman as you in the Land of the Dead."

"There are quite a few beauties in the Fire House and the Buddha Prison."

Nine-Winged Princess glanced at Duke Taixi and the group of female soldiers in the distance, her eyes filled with curiosity.

When women meet, they first compete in beauty, and only then in ferocity.

"Make way, no one can stand in the way of the Buddha's Prison."

Dianfangji struck out with both palms, her fierce momentum no less than that of Taixigong.

"The land of the dead has me; you will find it impossible to move an inch."

The Nine-Winged Demoness danced with her pink sleeves, her killing intent instantly surging forth.

If women cannot determine who is more beautiful, they will fight to the death until the other falls.

"Dark brilliance without fragrance, drink~"

"Evil Nine Kill, ha!"

One black and one red, two raging true energies collided in the five-colored passage, turning into earth-shattering battle flames.

A merciless battle, a deadly kill; the two attacks clashed, and both retreated.

"The flowers are falling!"

"Nine Evil Kills!"

The two clashed again, and surprisingly, the Nine-Winged Demoness was more skilled, sending the Dianfang Princess flying several feet away.

"Woman, you're nothing special."

Just as Jiu Yao Yi Ji was feeling smug, Dian Fang Ji revealed a cunning smile and, taking advantage of the attack, sped towards the exit like a shooting star.

"hateful!"

Nine-Winged Demoness chased after her at breakneck speed.

It was too late.

With a wave of her hands, Dianfangji conjured a strange tree that shot into the sky, breaking through the earth above and reaching the Bitter Realm.

The roots of the trees, along with the Blood Dark Abyss, extend towards the Fire House Buddhist Prison, becoming tightly connected with the Abyss Wild Forest.

"This is?"

Nine-Winged Princess looked up at the strange tree that seemed to have no end or bottom, towering thousands of feet high. Its gray trunk was bare, without a single green leaf.

"Hahahaha~ This is the Greedy Evil Fumu, prepare to die!"

As Dianfangji laughed wildly, the branches of the evil tree twisted and danced like snakes, unleashing terrifying evil power towards Jiuyouyiji.

At the same time, the Buddhist warriors under Dianfangji's command were teleported here and charged towards Jiuyaoyiji with shouts.

"Charge! Kill them all!"

"Not good!"

Before the charging minions and eerie tree branches could get close, Nine-Winged Demoness turned and ran away.

The anomaly at the exit alerted Asura and the Lord of Curses, who were fighting each other in the Five-Colored Passage.

With a single move, Taixi Gong blasted back the Silver Moon Greedy Wolf and quickly returned to his army.

"Your Majesty, we have succeeded."

"You retreat first."

With a command from the Lord of Curses to retreat, Lord Taixi led his army back towards the direction of the Fire House Buddhist Prison.

The two female generals, Fusheng and Ruomengzhe, each delivered a palm strike to praise Jialing's achievements.

"Divine Thunder Strike!"

The eight-foot-long spear suddenly unleashed a bolt of purple lightning, and Jialing broke free from the clutches of the evil god of the Ghost Prison, dragging the spear to cover the rear guard.

Although the Buddha's army withdrew, the Lord of Curses was firmly controlled by the Asuras in the passage.