Thunderbolt: I Became the Human Emperor in the Bitter Realm

So what?

While they were thinking, Chen Yu and Sui Wulei had finished eating and continued on their way.

Wanjie was a place he had visited once before; it was peaceful and even tranquil then.

And now?

A wisp of smoke, the flames of war spreading everywhere, is truly terrifying, isn't that right?

We've seen it all, and we understand it clearly. What can real pressure do? Nothing is impossible, but it can bring about some differences. And what changes can real hope bring?

"Master, it seems that this place is indeed extremely chaotic, and it may disturb your enjoyment of the scenery."

"There's no other way but to stay here for the time being and see how the war unfolds. It'll be quite interesting."

"Yes, Master."

Sui Wulei didn't care about anything, because her master saw the natural hot spring not far away. Thinking about it, her little face turned red, but she seemed to be even more expectant.

Wanjie is a place ravaged by war, but it is also a good place to gain power and other skills.

The current pickup range is 100,000 meters, or about 100 kilometers, which is enough for him to pick up items freely.

So they settled down in this area temporarily, without making a fuss, and simply waited quietly for their big battle.

Indeed, just as he wished, the great battle was accumulating day by day.

He could gather about five hundred years of internal energy every day, and with his own cultivation, he could also gain nearly a hundred years of internal energy every day, which was quite impressive. For some reason, there was no limit to his own cultivation.

His power increased day by day, and in just ten days, he gained three thousand years' worth of power, because there wasn't a real battle every day.

This made Chen Yu very happy, and he waited silently.

The battle couldn't stop, and he became a spectator, which was very distressing to hear, especially since his cultivation was so simple.

Ordinary people would need to work hard for many years to achieve a century's worth of cultivation, but he only needs one day. This is due to his strong foundation, coupled with the combination of his bloodline and divine power, making his physical strength even more astonishing.

This is a fact that cannot be underestimated, and it serves a purpose that leaves no room for doubt.

Life is unpredictable; the large intestine contains the small intestine—that's just how it is.

Sui Wulei diligently cultivated the Military Scripture, striving to become a useful person, not just a pretty face.

Although she was great in the past, that's all in the past. Now, she needs to show her value, otherwise she will be very disappointed. After all, no matter how much you expect, you have to have the ability to back it up, otherwise it's all just a dream.

Dreams are pure, but they can never reach their best point because the past cannot be changed.

So she cultivated even more diligently, and when serving her master, she also gave it her all.

Chen Yu felt a pang of heartache as he watched, for it was a helpless situation and an undeniable fact, which made him feel very oppressed.

Time and years, everything is so simple. There's no need for so many problems. As long as you strengthen yourself, that's enough. Isn't that simple?

Why complicate things for yourself?

No simple problem can be generalized; what's needed is consistent strength and a match with one's own capabilities.

No matter how much resentment or dissatisfaction one feels, anyone with a clear conscience can understand.

"Take a break, you've already tried your best."

"No, I need to work harder, Master. Don't worry, I'm not tired."

As she spoke, she continued her cultivation, leaving Chen Yu feeling helpless. Oh well, let her be. It's better for her to be stronger, to avoid trouble later, isn't it?

I already know all of this, so there's no need to overthink it.

Ultimately, it is strength that determines destiny, and he himself is no exception.

If someone hadn't been so powerful, he would probably have been reduced to bones and disappeared into the dust of history long ago.

This is the inherent value of strength, and it absolutely cannot be lacking.

Chapter 135 War Across the World

At this moment, the battle between Youdu and Wanjie in the Wanjie world is even more intense, and the scale of the battle is escalating.

Many people have been dragged into this.

Coupled with the previous exposure of history, Wan Jie's reputation was ruined, especially the three religions belonging to Wan Jie.

They are all incredibly ruthless. Not only did they kill the Lord of Ten Thousand Realms, but they also tortured Yi Ye Shu like this. They are simply inhuman.

Xie Fengdi and the others were both angry and annoyed, but they still found it difficult to resist Youdu's attack.

Even the deaths of the two governors of the Supreme Palace only intensified the war.

The Demon Flow Sword - Wind Trace was even tricked, causing him to lose his memories and become a henchman of Youdu. It can be said that each move was more ruthless than the last.

Moreover, the internal struggles within Wan Jie are fierce, with no sign of giving up.

But ultimately, they couldn't resist the loathing for such a vicious person, and either fought hard to kill him or fled.

In this way, the three religions of Wanji will exist in name only.

The Wanjie Dynasty was left without anyone in charge; it was either destroyed or annihilated. It could be said that a perfectly good situation was ruined by its own ambition and conspiracies.

I thought I had done everything perfectly and no one would know, but the human heart is complex and cannot be explained simply, so naturally there will be different answers, which is still a pleasant surprise.

All of this experience is beyond doubt; simply having it in mind is enough.

Youdu could be said to have defeated Wanjie, but the experts from the Bitter Realm also came to their aid and suppressed them again.

It can be said that the most abundant thing in the Bitter Realm is experts.

The update speed is no less than that of ordinary people, and the frequent appearance of new and skilled players is undoubtedly the most powerful proof.

Chen Yu and Sui Wulei watched silently.

Why didn't they take action?

The answer is simple: they're tourists, not people fighting, so naturally they won't make a move.

Another point is that they don't belong to the righteous path of the Central Plains now, so there's no need for them to fight each other.

The key is, if they stop fighting, where will Chen Yu find the time to learn his skills?

Cultivating alone, while enjoyable, is too tedious. Nobody wants to cultivate alone; it's too boring. So, it's rare to see someone actively cultivating. If there's a shortcut available, only a fool would actively cultivate.

Wouldn't it be great to accumulate hundreds of years' worth of internal energy every day?

The best approach is to keep playing without stopping.

However, with the arrival of the Demon Breath Ear, it was bound to come to an end.

"Pity."

“Demon Breath Earring, Master.”

Sui Wulei was also very angry about Moxi Ertu, but mainly because of the destruction of his country and the loss of his family. He didn't really hate her personally, so it was just anger.

"You want revenge?"

Chen Yu thought she wanted revenge.

Sui Wulei shook her head, pursed her lips, and said, "No, it's just that I'm still angry that he destroyed my country."

Chen Yu nodded. "I see. That's true. There's no need to worry about it."

"The destruction of the country and the loss of the family are indeed infuriating, but it is also because of our own lack of strength. If we were strong enough, this would not have happened. You should know that."

"Yes, Master, I understand."

"Good, it's good to know. Moxi Ertu is just a passerby after all. After this, I'm afraid he won't be able to go back."

"Why?"

You'll see in a moment.

At this moment, Moxi Ertu and Wanmo Jingzu are locked in battle, which can be described as extremely terrifying.

Both of them have reached the realm of the Transcendental, but their combat strength differs; otherwise, it would be difficult to call them regional overlords.

Furthermore, there are different levels of innate abilities; it's not as simple as it seems.

Since it's not true, then one must have the strength to compete. If one lacks the strength, the consequences are predictable. The final cause is that simple, and it's difficult to control.

Such feelings are unimaginable; how many people could give up on them?

Is it hard to describe, or does it not need to be described?

"Take a good look. The path of the strong is always difficult, but also very persistent. Don't think too much about it. The past cannot be changed, but you are the one who has the ability to change the future."

"Yes, Master, I understand."

Sui Wulei calmed her anger, knowing that her master had made himself clear and that she must seize the opportunity.

Mountains collapsed and the earth cracked, the whole world trembled, the ground shook and the mountains shuddered, it was terrifying.

Wanmo Jingzuo hadn't expected his opponent to have such abilities; they were indeed remarkable, but he himself was no weakling.

The same goes for Mo Xi Er Tu. There are so many experts in the Bitter Realm. This guy is indeed very powerful, really strong.

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