Bitter Realm: A Happy Person Traveling Across China

At the same time, Ping Shan landed, and Lian Emei unleashed a palm strike in the public hall, officially firing the first shot—

A challenge to Yama, the Drought Demon, is set to ignite another battle between immortals and demons.

Meanwhile, with the help of Qin Jiaxian and others, Tan Wuyu, who had obtained the Demon-Slaying Arrow, also paid a visit to Bei Chen Yuanhuang, the Lord of Yi Liu.

The martial arts world was in turmoil, with everyone anticipating this fierce battle.

The sun sets behind the western mountains, its afterglow like blood; the moon rises in the eastern corner, its unusual colors beginning to appear.

A heavy silence, as if a storm was brewing, permeated the world. This silence was not tranquility, but rather the oppressive stillness of all things holding their breath before the storm.

Ping Mountain, this celestial mountain suspended atop the sea of ​​clouds, has finally landed. Today, it will become the crucial battlefield that will determine the fate of the Bitter Realm. A fierce battle between immortals and demons is about to erupt.

On the four treacherous mountain paths leading to the main peak of Ping Mountain, the forces of the righteous and the demonic factions each guarded one side, ready for battle.

On one of the roads, Lonely Que, with a blade of grass in his mouth, glanced at the silent Yu Ren Fei Jing beside him and teased, "Yu Zi, you really know how to choose a road. You're 'lucky' again, you've drawn the King of Machines."

As soon as he finished speaking, demonic energy surged in front of him, and a cold and aloof figure appeared opposite him. It was none other than the vanguard general of the Otherworld Demon Realm - Shesheng Tongzi!

The wolf-beacon pointed diagonally at the ground, and beneath the sealed eye mask, a chilling aura of killing intent emanated.

On the other hand, on another road, Teng Xielang, carrying the Daoyi Xie Nai, looked at the trio of Qin Jiaxian, Yinshiren, and Yetuling before him, his face filled with disdain and boredom: "Tsk, old, weak, and crippled soldiers, ah... how boring!"

He was just about to casually get rid of these small fry—

"Clang!"

A clear, resonant sword cry pierced the air, and a figure as swift as lightning arrived in an instant, swords clashing, steadily blocking Teng Xielang's path.

The newcomer, with white hair and a cold face, was none other than Ye Xiaochai, the sword madman and sword fanatic!

Though he remained silent, the overwhelming sword intent and awe-inspiring righteousness spoke volumes.

A red glint flashed in Teng Xielang's eyes. He turned his Daoyi Xie Nai around, pointed at Ye Xiaochai, and grinned excitedly: "Oh? A master! Now I'm energized!"

The demon general guarded the pass, and the white-haired swordsman and the sword maniac joined forces to defend it, instantly creating a tense atmosphere.

And just as tensions were about to rise—

"Sizzle!"

Space seemed to be cleaved open by an invisible blade, and a thin purple crack appeared out of nowhere, which then rapidly expanded.

Amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, a figure in white robes with gold patterns, exuding composure, stepped leisurely out of the crack—it was Ye Jinming.

His gaze swept over the two opposing sides, finally settling on Teng Xielang, whose fighting spirit was high.

Seeing this, Teng Xielang was not surprised at all; on the contrary, his eyes showed even more interest. He chuckled wickedly, "Oh? There are even experts who have come uninvited? This is getting more and more interesting!"

Ye Jinming remained calm, as if what lay before him was not a battlefield of life and death, but merely an ordinary scene. He calmly replied, "Whether it is interesting or not depends on how the battle ultimately unfolds today."

His words carried an air of composure and confidence.

Above Ping Mountain, wind and thunder roared, and the sea of ​​clouds surged; below Ping Mountain, at four passes, battle clouds gathered, and murderous intent soared to the sky!

At the same moment, a clear and melodious Taoist voice suddenly resounded in the sky, rainbows filled the sky, and auspicious clouds paved the way!

"Mountains are like duckweed, clouds are like waves; detached from the mortal world, I let the currents flow freely!"

The poem resounded through the sky. The supreme Taoist master, Lian Emei of Pingshan, stepped on auspicious seven-colored clouds, her robes fluttering, like a goddess descending to earth, bringing with her supreme Taoist power, and descended to the top of Pingshan!

On one side of her face, which was both aloof and stunningly beautiful, lay a resolute determination to slay demons and monsters.

Almost at the same time that Lian Emei appeared, another domineering and terrifying demonic power, filled with destructive aura, soared into the sky from the other side!

Demonic flames blazed across the sky, shattering space. The Lord of the First Palace of the Otherworld, Yama Hanba, carrying the massive Yama Desolate God Slash on his shoulder, descended with a thunderous roar amidst rolling demonic energy, confronting Lian Emei across the void!

When two powerful forces meet, no words are needed; their auras have already clashed!

An invisible pressure caused the entire Ping Mountain to tremble slightly, rocks to tumble down, and clouds to dissipate.

Seeing his long-awaited rival finally enter the mortal realm, Yama Hanba was overjoyed and roared across the land: "Pingshan Lian Emei, in front of me, use your Dao Liu Ping Zong technique! Or are you going to launch another sneak attack from behind? I'll take it all."

His words were full of provocation and disdain, but deep within his crimson demonic eyes lay extreme vigilance.

Lian Emei snorted coldly, her Daoist aura imposing: "Hmph, demon!"

"Ha! That's a crooked way of thinking!" Yama Hanba retorted sarcastically.

Two deep shouts, like thunderclaps at the beginning of the creation of heaven and earth!

Lian Emei's Dao Yuan surged into the sky, transforming into pure white; Yama Hanba's demonic Yuan erupted, and pitch-black demonic energy swept across all directions!

One is a righteous being, the other a demon; one is white, the other black. Two completely opposite yet equally vast and powerful auras collided fiercely in mid-air!

"boom--"

The mere clash of their auras triggered a deafening roar!

Pingshan shook violently, and the space between the two seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force, creating distorted ripples.

The righteous and demonic forces watching from the sidelines were all horrified and began to exert their inner energy to resist the terrifying pressure emanating from the area.

"Ah—" Lian Emei said no more, let out a clear shout, and raised her jade hand. Abundant Dao Yuan gathered in her palm and transformed into a huge and incomparable palm print containing the ultimate principles of heaven and earth. It was the move that Yama Hanba had been longing for—Dao Liu Ping Zong!

Wherever the palm strike passed, ripples spread through the space, and the clouds parted automatically, as if heaven and earth were making way for this palm strike!

Despite his arrogant words, Yama Hanba was actually on high alert. Facing the attack that had once defeated him, he dared not be careless in the slightest. He lowered his stance, and the Yama Desolate God Slash in his hand erupted with dazzling demonic light as he fiercely met the attack!

"Aragami, hurry! Drink—"

The blade energy transformed into a pitch-black demonic dragon that tore through the heavens and earth, roaring as it charged toward the holy palm print!

Within the fierce and unparalleled wind of the blade, there was a hidden trace of strange and gentle force, a coexistence of domineering and feminine power, demonstrating the Demon Lord's exquisite control over power.

The powerful dual-wielding technique immediately put pressure on the onlookers.

Qin Jiaxian was so shocked that he staggered and almost fell, but was quickly supported by Yin Shiren and Ye Tuling. He exclaimed in surprise, "Sister! What's going on? I've never seen anything like this before!"

Although the two sides confronting each other on the four passages were also captivated by the epic battle on the mountaintop, none of them dared to be distracted in the slightest.

The enemy before them was equally deadly, and the oppressive atmosphere was a harbinger of an imminent great battle!

Back to the summit of Ping Mountain, that decisive battlefield!

"Boom—"

The Taoist palm and the demonic blade clashed together without any fancy moves!

In an instant, the world lost its color!

A dazzling white light and a deep black glow intertwined and exploded, forming a huge sphere of energy that then spread out rapidly!

A terrifying shockwave swept in all directions in a ring, causing the main peak of Pingshan to tremble violently, countless boulders to fall, and the mountain near the battlefield to collapse several meters deep!

A fierce wind howled, causing the robes of the spectators in the distance to flutter loudly, and those with weaker cultivation levels were pushed back by the shockwave.