Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

“My son.”

"The God of the Land of the Dead?"

"Of course."

"You have such a big son."

"You'll have it too someday."

Yu Cixin stopped in her tracks: "What do you mean?"

"Feel sorry."

“You do not know the customs of Broken Island. Children are born from trees, and I cannot give birth to children.”

"..."

This topic was not suitable to continue, and the two returned to the Heartless Pavilion in silence.

"I'm going to be with Xiangling."

"Ah."

The two of them went back to their rooms.

A moment later, a soft knock sounded at the door of the room.

Luo Hou opened the door, and there stood Jian Zhi Chu.

"Excuse me, may I come in?"

"please."

Jian Zhichu entered the room, glanced around, and then said, "Martial Lord Luo Hou, I hope you can give up your demands on Murong Qing."

“This matter concerns the realm of suffering, and I will not give up.”

I do not approve of forcing others to do something.

"Luo Hou does things without needing the approval of others."

Jian Zhichu lowered his head in thought.

After a long while, he finally raised his head and said, "Luo Hou, please accept my challenge. If you win, Murong Qing will assist you in attacking the Fire House Buddha Prison."

"Sword Beginning, do you really have to choose this path?"

"I will not let my friend down."

resignedly.

Luo Hou sighed: "I accept your challenge, but time is of the essence. Could we postpone it until after we attack the Fire Prison?"

Jian Zhichu thought about it for a while and then accepted.

"When? Where?"

"At midnight four days later, the battle will be decided in the unity of heaven and earth."

Yi Ye Shu was still in spirit form and couldn't engage in this epic battle with Qing Hai Chao.

We must not betray the legacy of our ancestors.

Let him and Jian Zhichu make up for this regret.

"I have long heard of the Martial Lord's Heaven-Shattering Star-Slaying Technique, and I await your arrival at the Sword's Beginning."

"I have long admired the Zen Sword of Ultimate Heart."

The two made an agreement, and Jian Zhichu bowed and walked out, returning to the abandoned room.

Murong Qing waited anxiously: "How is it?"

"Four days later, heaven and earth will unite, and the swords will clash."

"Then what about me?"

“My friend, I implore you to first help Rahu attack the Fire Hell. Without the realm of suffering, neither you nor I will have anywhere to go.”

"Okay. But you must promise me that four days from now, I will not see Luo Hou's arrogant face again."

Chapter 102 The Defeat of the Buddhist Prison

The Lord of Curses crouched down and gently peeled back the bark of the tree burl, revealing a faint, dark red light flashing within.

His heart pounded along with it, as if connected to the thousands of burls hanging from the tree roots.

"Your Majesty, the Greedy Evil Tree has finally given birth to life anew!"

"It is the fertile soil of the bitter region that has activated the nurturing function of the Fu wood."

Since the era of Xie Tian Yu Wu, fewer and fewer of the Four Heavenly Sources have leaked into the Fire House Buddhist Prison, causing the Greedy Evil Wood to lose its ability to nurture life, and the Buddhist Prison can only reproduce by the mating of Yin and Yang.

However, there are very few human women in the Buddha's Prison.

As a result of long-term reproduction, the number of monsters far exceeds that of humans.

Now, the earth's energy in the Bitter Realm has been rekindled, and the Fuling Tree is being nurtured. Although it takes a hundred years for the fruit to ripen and fall, what is being nurtured is a true human race.

Given the current strength of the Fushu tree, each batch can produce more than 100,000 seedlings.

At that time, not only can they become the best warriors in the Buddhist Prison, but they can also select outstanding women to improve the system generation after generation...

As the Lord of Curses pondered his grand project of creating humans, he suddenly heard the Duke of Taixi say fiercely, "That hateful man from Xiaolong Residence used sorcery to delay us for a day."

"That person is the Holy Lord of the Upper Heaven Realm. His magic is divine. Concealing the earth energy of Xiaolong Residence for thousands of miles is not difficult for him."

"The Holy Lord? Hmph, if it weren't for him, we would have already absorbed all six spiritual veins by now."

The Lord of Curses stood up.

"Form up the army and set off to capture the last spiritual vein city, Baitaolue City."

Just then, the sapling shook, the ground trembled, and shouts of battle echoed through the desert forest.

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

Sure enough he came!

The entire Fire House Buddhist Prison is on high alert.

The four men, Zhou Shizhu, Taixi Gong, Dianfang Ji, and Jialing, led their troops out.

Unexpectedly, besides the people of Tiandu led by Luo Hou, there were two other large armies outside the Mosha Forest.

One side was dressed in white armor and wore a red scarf, led by a beautiful woman.

A group of men, dressed in black robes and wielding large swords, were led by a man who waved a folding fan.

The two armies, each with several thousand men, surrounded Mosali Forest from the left and right.

Looking behind Luo Hou, the Lord of Curses saw seven or eight people standing ready, each exuding the aura of a master.

"Luo Hou, is it truly impossible for Heaven to tolerate me?"

"Lord of the Curse, the realm of suffering cannot contain the burning house and the hell of Buddha."

"With you and me joining forces, the Bitter Realm will be in our grasp."

"Five of the six major spiritual veins are gone. Lord of Curses, how many more times will you repeat your lies?"

“Drawing on the earth’s energy is only for the survival of the Buddhist prison.”

"The existence of the Buddha's prison means the destruction of the realm of suffering."

The Lord of Curses appeared calm, but inwardly he was furious. His great undertaking was only one day away from completion. If the time were delayed by even one day, why would he need to endure the suffering here?

He continued to adopt a humble stance: "Luo Hou, how about we divide the territories and govern them separately? The Western Martial World belongs to you, the Eastern Martial World belongs to me, and I will never set foot in the Southern or Northern Buddhist Prisons."

Confined to a remote corner is already the biggest setback for the Lord of Curses.

Luo Hou still refused: "When Xie Tianyuwu came to the Bitter Realm, he almost wiped out the Western Martial World. The nature of demons is hard to change. The Fire House Buddhist Prison will only bring destruction."

"Luo Hou, do you dare say you can emerge unscathed from today's battle?"

“Lord of Curses, I will end you with my own hands; this is my way of honoring the king.”

"Then come! The curse of the late king will lead you to your third death!"

"I will slay the second King of Buddha Prison."

The battle begins.

Lady Xi commanded the Hundred Strategies City, while Yu Bufan led the World-Sealing Blade, completely surrounding the Desert Sand Forest.

In the middle of the battlefield, they were divided into three pairs.

Rahu battles the Lord of Curses.

The south wind, unable to prevail, has become a source of great sorrow.

The eternal sky and the pure heart battle together against Jialing.

Tian Dao Xiao Jian Dun, Mo Dao Jue Chen, and Xiao Ri Biao rushed towards Dian Fang Ji.

On a high peak a hundred miles away, Murong Qing held the "Nine Shao Legacy Score" and waited for the right moment.

Beside him were Jian Zhichu and Yu Cixin.

Yu Cixin wanted to rush into the battlefield several times, but Jian Zhichu persuaded her each time: "Miss Yu, this is a war between the Bitter Realm and the Fire House Buddhist Prison. It's best not to get involved in the killing and shattering of the islands."

"Don't you want to avenge your father?"

Jian Zhichu said calmly, "Since I left the Tower of Compassion, it means I have let go of everything from the past."

"I can't let go!"

"Miss Yu..."

"However, if I go down to help him, it will be two against one, and I will look down on him."

"what are you saying?"

"nothing."

Yu Cixin suppressed her temper and kept her eyes fixed on the battlefield in the middle.