Bitter Realm: A Happy Person Traveling Across China

"court death!"

Yama Hanba forcefully suppressed the injuries in his body, roared like thunder, and poured all the anger from the sneak attack into his arms!

The massive Yama Desolate God Slash tore through the air, carrying his fury as it slashed down at Mu Wuhengquan!

This strike was an absolute suppression of power!

Faced with this domineering and enraged strike, Mu Wuheng knew that there was no way to avoid it, nor could he dodge it!

A resolute glint flashed in his eyes, and he held nothing back any longer; the sword at his waist was drawn in response!

"Zzzzt—"

The sword rang out clearly, but the moment it was drawn, it was tinged with a chilling, murderous light.

Instead of retreating, Mu Wuheng moved forward like a bolt of lightning, heading straight for the blade. His sword followed his body, creating a mysterious trajectory!

"The dragon soars through the void, wielding the Xuanming!"

In an instant, sword energy surged forth, faintly transforming into a ferocious black dragon phantom that coiled around the sword!

Swords clashed, unleashing a deafening roar; the flashes of light and the aura of swords canceled each other out, neither giving way.

In an instant, sparks rained down, scattering everywhere!

Mu Wuheng felt an overwhelming force coming from the sword, his tiger's mouth instantly cracked, and the ground beneath his feet collapsed with a crash!

But he actually managed to withstand the deadly blow from Yama Hanba by relying on his exquisite swordsmanship and solid foundation.

The backlash caused Yama and Hanba to feel a heaviness in their chests, and their internal injuries erupted due to the impact, causing a trace of blood to appear at the corner of their mouths.

The result of the comparison was that the autumn colors were evenly matched!

"Hmm?" Yama, the Drought Demon, raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised by the black-clad man's strength, but her killing intent intensified. "To withstand that strike, you're no ordinary person!"

Although he was seriously injured in the duel with Lian Emei, he was still not someone that ordinary characters could compare to.

Mu Wuheng did not answer. Instead, he channeled his true energy, spun around and soared into the air, pointing his sword to the sky, and poured all his power into the sword without reservation!

"Sword Soars to the Heavens!"

With his sharp shout, the sky suddenly changed color!

The clouds within a hundred feet radius were stirred by the invisible sword intent, gathering wildly and transforming into a thick, oppressive, pitch-black sword cloud!

Amidst the thunder and lightning, a colossal, condensed, and tangible sword aura of destruction, like a divine judgment, crashed down from the heavens, striking directly at the spirit of Yama, the Drought Demon!

Before the sword even arrived, its terrifying pressure had already caused the earth to crack!

Yama Hanba looked up at the sky, facing this sword strike that resembled a heavenly tribulation, her eyes filled with disdain and arrogance!

"Even a grain of rice can shine brightly?"

He held his giant sword horizontally, his arms bulging with muscles, and a torrent of demonic energy poured into the Yama Desolate God Slash like a river bursting its banks!

The blade shone with a brilliant crimson light, soaring into the sky and forming an incredibly thick, blood-red blade curtain in mid-air, burning with raging demonic flames. It was like an indestructible demonic shield, forcefully blocking the massive sword aura that descended from the sky!

With a deafening roar, the world lost its color!

The deafening roar shook the entire valley, and distant trees were snapped in pieces by the escaping force!

Just as these two ultimate forces collided, in that instant when Yama and Hanba were completely distracted—

A snow-white figure shattered the void and silently emerged from the shadows on the flank of the battlefield!

The timing was perfect, just when Yama and Hanba were completely unaware!

That snow-covered figure moved faster than thought could process. The Swift Sword in its hand transformed into a condensed stream of light, without any superfluous momentum, only extreme speed, directly piercing the vital spot in the chest of the Yama Drought Demon, which was slightly exposed due to raising its sword.

The Yama Drought Demon's demonic consciousness roared with alarm, and on the verge of life and death, his battle instincts, honed through countless trials, were brought to their fullest potential!

Then, disregarding the impact that had not yet completely dissipated from above, Yama Hanba took the blow head-on, forcibly twisting its body and simultaneously slamming the hilt of Yama Aragami Slash downwards, the heavy back of the blade narrowly colliding with that streak of light!

With a crisp clang, Ye Jinming's determined sword strike was deflected by the hilt, the blade grazing the edge of Yama Hanba's heart, leaving a trail of blinding sparks of demonic blood!

Using the momentum, Yama, the Drought Demon, staggered back several steps. Upon seeing who it was, its crimson demonic eyes erupted with rage like a volcano, and it gritted its teeth, shouting, "It's you again! Ye Jinming!"

Ye Jinming landed gracefully, his Jinghong Sword pointing diagonally at the ground, a wisp of demonic blood sliding down its tip. He said casually, "It's me, isn't it? Looking across the Bitter Realm, besides me, who else has the leisure to come and send you on your way time and time again?"

At this point, Yama Hanba was a little speechless. He had only been resurrected not long ago, and had no grudge against Ye Jinming, so he didn't know why Ye Jinming kept targeting him...

If Nightfall knew this doubt, he might retort, "Of course, it's for the reward!"

Before he could finish speaking, Mu Wuheng on the other side had already seized this fleeting opportunity!

Then his body spun rapidly like a top, the sword in his hand almost becoming one with his body, man and sword as one, transforming into a spiral drill that tore through the sky, accompanied by a sharp sonic boom, and fiercely rushed towards his back!

"Pfft—"

Even though Yama's body was as hard as iron, after being repeatedly injured and exhausted, and then attacked by two masters in perfect unison, it was ultimately unable to completely evade the attack!

Mu Wuheng's spiral sword strike, imbued with the culmination of his life's cultivation, pierced deep into the back of the Yama Drought Demon.

However, the Demon Lord's heart was completely enveloped by demonic bones, making it as hard as diamond!

The sword blade penetrated several inches into the flesh, but was firmly stuck by the extremely dense demonic bone, making it impossible to advance any further!

"Ugh—" Suffering another heavy blow, Yama Hanba let out a cry of pain and spat out another mouthful of bright red blood.

"Get out of my way!"

An unprecedented sense of crisis and humiliation completely ignited the ferocity of Yama Hanba!

The vast, ocean-like demonic energy within him surged wildly and recklessly, spreading outwards like a nuclear explosion!

Mu Wuheng, who was the first to be hit, was struck as if by a heavy hammer. He and his sword were sent flying backward, and he was already spitting out blood in mid-air.

Ye Jinming was also forced to stagger by this brute force, and used the momentum to retreat, dissipating the force.

Mu Wuheng landed heavily, staggering several steps before regaining his balance, staring in horror at the Yama Drought Demon.

The terrifying blood hole that the Demon Lord had drilled into his back and the sword wound that Ye Jinming had slashed in his chest were now writhing at a speed visible to the naked eye. The flesh buds were growing wildly and the demon blood was flowing back. In the blink of an eye, the wounds had closed and scabbed over!

Such recovery ability is simply superhuman!

"Monster..." Mu Wuheng cursed inwardly. If it weren't for the whereabouts of the Reverse Seal, he wouldn't want to face such a being.

Ye Jinming had anticipated this, and gave Yama Hanba no chance to catch her breath. In the instant he retreated, he adjusted his position, the tip of his Jinghong Sword flashing coldly, his target still locked on Yama Hanba's demonic heart!

His tactics were crystal clear—to fight fast with fast, to break through the enemy's defenses with a single point, and to never give the drought demon any chance to recover.

"Very well, do you really think you can bully me just because I'm seriously injured?"

Despite being severely injured, Yama Hanba's ferocity only intensified when attacked from both sides!

He roared and unleashed the Yama Desolate God Slash, sweeping across the entire army!

"The fierce swallow has returned!"

The sword energy is no longer a sweeping, sweeping slash, but a turning, shifting strike.

While repelling Mu Wuhengquan, the giant sword spun around, unleashing its power, and a phantom of a demonic dragon roared out from the blade, baring its fangs and claws as it lunged straight at Ye Jinming!

This strike, unleashed in fury, possessed the power to split mountains and shatter rocks.

Despite facing the oncoming Destruction Dragon, Ye Jinming showed no sign of panic.

He smiled slightly, his left hand forming a sword shape with his fingers, pointing towards the sky.

In an instant, an enormous, ancient sword, its entire body flowing with profound magic, pierced through the sky from beyond the heavens!

The giant sword, imbued with divine might, disregarded spatial distance and crashed down with unparalleled precision toward the demon's dragon head!

The greatsword hit the ground, and the dragon's head was instantly pierced by the blade, causing it to disintegrate...

As the giant sword landed, the scene before them changed again, becoming desolate and full of ruins.

In the arena, only one person, one demon, and one sword remained.

Before the greatsword, Ye Jinming, unlike his usual self, appeared filled with compassion, his hand lightly resting on the hilt. "Now is the true duel between us!"

"Hmm?" Upon seeing this, Yama Hanba's heart immediately went on high alert. The giant sword in Ye Jinming's hand made him somewhat uneasy, which was definitely unusual.