Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

On a more distant peak, four people were also watching this war of aggression and resistance.

The bald old beggar lying on the ground stretched and said, "Don't worry about your sister and nephew, there are so many people in Tiandu."

The burly, black-bearded man, clutching a wine jar, gulped down the wine while muttering, "Stubborn on the outside, soft on the inside."

The beggar then asked, "Bai Chenzi, which side do you think will win?"

Bai Chenzi flicked his whisk and forced a smile, saying, "Of course it's the right path, my friend, don't worry."

The person standing in front of them paid no attention, only staring intently, his snow-white feather cloak dancing in the wind, making him look like an immortal.

The sound of horns filled the sky, and the soldiers' uniforms were stained with blood.

The battle intensified, and more and more people were wounded.

Dianfangji continuously urged the Greedy Evil Tree, and the satiated demonic tree released endless demonic energy, turning the Desert Sand Forest into a place of utter darkness.

The brothers Tian Dao and Xiao Jian were of one mind and worked together seamlessly. After several moves, Dian Fang Ji gradually felt overwhelmed.

"You think you've gained the upper hand just like that? Hah~"

With a shrill cry, Dianfangji caused the demonic tree to change once more, its thousands of branches stretching into the air and forming a dense net, filling the sky and the ground with the aura of death.

Within the area enveloped by the demonic wood's aura, everyone's cultivation was suppressed.

"A divine transformation, drink!"

"A wave that rips through the universe, ah~"

As the demonic tree pressed down, Nanfeng, unable to sustain his power, was sent flying by Taixi Gong's palm strike.

"Nine Luo Roots!"

Taixi Gong urged the demonic wood beside him, about to deliver a fatal blow to Nanfeng Bujing.

Just then, atop the peak, Murong Qing slowly opened the "Nine Shao Legacy Score," and a world-shaking white light shot into the sky, accompanied by exquisite celestial music.

Then, another heavenly song pierced the sky and captivated the world.

The song brought forth a shower of flowers, and the moonlight, like rain, washed away the dust of the world.

The greedy and wicked tree, as if struck by lightning, hissed and wailed, and then began to wither.

"How could this be?"

Amidst the celestial music, the singing grew even more powerful and resonant, its sound carrying for miles and echoing throughout the universe.

Branches kept breaking, demonic energy dissipated, and even the thick trunk gradually turned a deathly black.

"Not good!"

Dianfangji was both shocked and furious. Before she could react, the three swords opened their eyes simultaneously, and dragon energy burst out, piercing through Dianfangji and slamming into the support.

Bang.

Before Dianfangji could even scream, she was blasted to pieces by the dragon's energy.

The greedy and evil tree fell down with a crack, all its branches turning into black mist, leaving only a petrified trunk lying on the ground.

The thousands of tree burls that had sprouted from the roots disappeared, the strata lost their support, and the base space rapidly collapsed.

"The princess is still underground!"

Chapter 103 The Demon Prince Unsealed

Jialing fought back fiercely, shedding his childlike innocence, and took advantage of the chaos to run underground and open the sealed chamber.

"what happened?"

"Buddha Prison has been defeated! Princess, hurry and go to the passage to the Land of Death to take refuge!"

"And you, Guardian?"

"I will go to save the king!"

With a single spear thrust, Jialing cleaved open the previously sealed passage between the Desert Forest and the Land of the Dead, pushing Han Yancui inside, before charging back to the surface.

By this time, the battlefield was littered with corpses and rivers of blood.

Having recovered his power, Nanfeng Bujing stood up and shouted, "God-Slaying Shock, die!"

Having only learned the first two moves of the Rift Scroll, Tai Xigong, in his haste, rolled up his sleeves and used the Floating Life and Dreamlike Beings to shield himself.

blah blah!

"what!"

Two female soldiers were blasted to pieces, and Taixi Gong could not escape defeat and death. With a mournful cry, his soul and spirit were annihilated.

The Lord of Curses looked at the battlefield in despair; there were countless corpses and endless tears of blood.

The burning house and Buddhist prison are gone today.

He exchanged two blows with Luo Hou, and all the bones in his body were broken, his Qi Sea was damaged, and his body was on the verge of collapse.

Looking at this man who had twice thwarted the great cause of the Buddhist prison, the Lord of Curses was not convinced!

Unwilling!

Even more puzzling!

"Since Heaven created the burning house and the Buddhist prison, why did it also leave the Buddhist prison with nowhere to go?"

"The Way of Heaven? You should ask that question yourself."

"Hahahaha~"

The Lord of Curses, enraged, laughed, laughing at the heavens, the earth, and at how all his life's scheming had vanished like a bubble.

"Luo Hou, for the sake of my daughter Han Yan Cui, please allow me to return to Ju Mang Hong Cheng. My soul only wishes to remain in my homeland."

“Lord of the Curses, the princess and I have no close relationship.”

"Luo Hou, your heart is too cold-blooded."

"Or perhaps you're just too cunning. Did you return to Jumang Red City to release the imprisoned people?"

The final scheme of the Cursed World Lord failed.

He gave a bitter smile and raised the twin swords of Jumang: "Then let my curse forever echo over the Bitter Realm! Rahu, my eyes will witness the undying flames of war on this land, and the peace you desire will never come. Time and again, powerful beings from other realms have come here to sacrifice those who uphold justice!"

After listening coldly, Luo Hou said, "A curse only works the first time."

"Please spare my daughter; this is the only bargaining chip I can offer."

The Lord of Curses tossed over a scroll, which Rahu caught.

"You're allowed."

"The final move, Heaven-Splitting Destruction!"

The immense palm force ignited the demonic energy.

A sword shadow that shook the heavens cleaved through the azure sky.

The Lord of Curses unleashed a combined sword and palm strike, tearing the sky and earth apart. The peerless demon king descended, causing gods to weep and ghosts to wail, and blood rained down from the sky.

The final blow is the indomitable fighting spirit of a king.

A single slash came down.

Ketu broke the sun and beheaded him.

The power of chaos seemed to originate from antiquity, its magnificent aura unlike anything in the mortal realm. With a single strike, it cleaved the heavens, split the earth, and slayed the demon god.

"king!"

The Kaling spear swept past several people, bringing with it blazing flames of thunder and fire, as it charged toward the Lord of Curses.

"Guardian... take the twin swords of Jumang, give them to him, give them to him... Buddha Prison needs him, ah!"

His final words were the king's earnest admonitions and his endless expectations for that person.

"King~"

Jialing cried out to the heavens, "The king is gone. Who will he protect from now on?"

The people of Tiandu gathered around.

"Lord Wu, what should we do with this person?"

"Let him leave."

Jialing picked up the remains of the Cursed Lord and walked into the collapsed base.

They won a great victory, and the armies of Tianxia Fengdao and Baitaolue City came to clean up the battlefield.

The desert forest, already devoid of life, is now stained with blood again. The cold wind blows, and the air is filled with the stench of blood.

"Wu Jun, should we burn this demonic tree?"

"The demonic tree is only petrified on the surface; it is not completely dead inside. We will dig it out and carry it back to Tiandu."

The innocent child did not believe it and swung his sword to strike.

Bah!

As expected, amidst the sound of metal clashing against stone, the demonic wood remained completely undamaged.

“So hard!”

"Take him back and imprison him with an array."

At this moment, Yu Cixin rushed down from the mountain peak and returned the "Nine Shao Legacy" to him: "Murong Qing wants you to remember our appointment tonight."

"Ah."

What kind of agreement did you have with him?

Luo Hou handed the scroll in his hand to Yu Cixin: "The Scroll of Rift".

"You haven't answered my question yet. What agreement do you have with Murong Qing?"

"It's nothing. Miss Yu, you should return to Slaughter Island. I'll escort you and Xiangling away."

Why do you keep sending me back?