Bitter Realm: A Happy Person Traveling Across China

"clang--"

A sound far crisper than before, even carrying the deafening roar of a knife tip piercing rock!

The tip of Enma's Arakami Slash did indeed pierce the target!

However, the anticipated scene of the formation breaking did not occur.

The golden array patterns on the ground where the blade tip touched suddenly lit up, and a vast, indestructible force of recoil surged through the blade!

"What?" Yama Hanba's pupils shrank suddenly. He felt his arm tremble violently, and his tiger's mouth completely cracked open. The demonic sword almost slipped from his hand!

The recoil not only shattered his attack, but also unleashed a surge of pure demon-slaying sword energy.

"This is bad? We've fallen into a trap!"

The moment the thought of terror arose in Yama, the drought demon—

"How foolish!" Ye Jinming's icy voice rang out very close to him like a leech, so fast it seemed to defy time!

"Moon Mark".

There was no earth-shattering display, only a sword mark, so fast it seemed like an illusion, as cold and clear as moonlight, flashing and disappearing in the air.

"Pfft—"

Yama Hanba felt a chill in his chest, followed by excruciating pain!

The sword, Mo Kuang, had pierced precisely, but the Yama Drought Demon's bones were still harder, and it failed to penetrate the demon's heart.

However, the Demon-Slaying Sword Qi contained within the Mo Kuang Sword was like molten iron poured into his demonic body, frantically burning his demonic essence and eroding his demonic soul!

Demonic blood kept gushing from the wound.

"Ah—" The unprecedented devastation and the purifying pain brought by the sword energy caused Yama Drought Demon to let out a deafening scream!

He was furious, and his demonic energy instinctively surged to retaliate, only to find that the demonic energy within his body had been turned upside down by the invading sword energy and was no longer functioning properly!

The suppression from the sword formation made it extremely difficult for him to even break free from the penetrating sword strike!

The golden Zhige Flowing Sword Formation continued to operate slowly, with thousands of sword energies swirling around it, enveloped in holy light.

In the midst of the battle, Ye Jin, dressed in white and wielding a sword, and Mo Kuang pierced the Demon Lord's body, the scene seemingly frozen in time.

"Die!" Just then, Ye Jinming shouted, holding the sword in his left hand and slamming his right hand down on the top of the hilt.

Mo Kuang's sword thrust once more towards the location of Yama's demonic heart...

To dissipate its power, Yama, the drought demon, could only retreat continuously, and gradually it was pushed to the high ground, where it was forced to kneel on the ground...

.........

On the other side, in the Otherworld, the First Palace.

Shesheng Tongzi and Tengxie Lang returned to the Demon Palace.

However, the hall was empty, with only Guizhi and the others present, but the most majestic and domineering demonic figure was nowhere to be seen.

"Where is the Demon Lord?" Teng Xielang slammed the Dao Yi Xie Nai to the ground, looked around, and frowned.

Logically speaking, the Demon Lord should have returned long ago.

Although the child of Shesheng remained silent, he frowned slightly.

The demons who remained looked at each other in bewilderment, and Guizhi hesitated before saying, "The Demon Lord... has not yet returned."

"What?!" Teng Xielang's voice rose. "Shouldn't the Demon Lord have returned long ago? The Battle of Pingshan is already over!"

Ren Chenfu, who had been standing quietly to the side and was known for his wisdom and strategy, felt a sudden sinking feeling in his heart upon hearing this.

He quickly recalled what Teng Xielang had said: "The Demon Lord is engaged in a fierce battle with Lian Emei. Given the Demon Lord's personality, he would never linger outside to heal his wounds. He would definitely return to the Demon Realm to regroup as soon as possible."

The only possibility given that he has not returned is...

"Ah! This is bad!" Ren Chenfu exclaimed in a low voice, his usual composure replaced by a rare hint of anxiety. "The Demon Lord must have been ambushed on the way! Immediately send men to search along the route the Demon Lord took back to the Vast Sea! Hurry!"

(To be honest, Ren Chenfu was filled with bitterness; deep in his heart, there was an indescribable sense of frustration and helplessness.)

While it is true that Yama Hanba is the bravest warrior of his time, he relies too much on his personal strength and often acts arbitrarily without careful planning.

However, despite his abundant wisdom and resourcefulness, Ren Chenfu often found himself powerless against the autocratic and dictatorial style of Yama and Hanba...

The fact that the Otherworld has become a major threat in several installments of the Bitter Realm Divine Continent storyline speaks volumes about its capabilities and resources.

Shortly after the mission was assigned, Guizhi, skilled in magic, quickly located the target area by following the remaining demonic energy and traces of the Yama Drought Demon.

At the edge of a dense forest, sealed off by a strange spatial force and shrouded in mystery.

"This is it!" Guizhi pointed to a seemingly ordinary area ahead, but one that held a hidden secret. "There's an extremely strong spatial barrier separating the inside from the outside. The Demon Lord's aura is inside, but it's extremely weak and chaotic!"

Without saying a word, Teng Xielang unleashed a violent torrent of evil energy, slashing fiercely at the distorted space!

Shesheng Tongzi raised his wolf-smoke halberd, purple lightning crackling around its body, and thrust it out simultaneously!

"boom!"

The attack landed on the spatial barrier, but it was like a mud ox entering the sea, only stirring up ripples, while the barrier remained completely still!

"Yah!" Teng Xielang was furious. He exchanged a glance with Shesheng Tongzi, and the two of them suddenly realized their tacit understanding and attacked at the same time!

The demonic energy reached its peak, causing the surrounding airflow to solidify.

"A cunning and manipulative scheme!"

"Thunderbolt Style!"

Evil currents entice souls, purple lightning pierces the sky!

Two extreme forces, vastly different yet equally domineering, converged and merged in mid-air, transforming into a destructive torrent that tore through the void, shattering the surface and crashing fiercely into the spatial blockade!

"Click—"

Like the sharp sound of shattering glass, the hidden spatial barrier could no longer withstand the immense force and collapsed with a deafening roar!

The hidden truth was instantly exposed to the demons—

On the desolate open ground, a huge golden sword formation was slowly operating, with thousands of sword energies swirling around and blinding holy light.

In the center of the sword formation, their supreme demon lord, Yama Hanba, was kneeling on the ground, a large, ancient-looking sword suddenly thrust into his chest by a figure in white.

The Demon Lord was covered in blood, his aura was weak, and he was letting out a painful and unwilling growl!

"Demon Lord!" Teng Xielang's eyes were bloodshot.

Without any hesitation, and without even having time to consider the strangeness of the sword formation, Teng Xielang and Shesheng Tongzi, eager to save their master, turned their ultimate moves, whose residual power from breaking the boundary had not yet dissipated, without stopping. They transformed into two death trajectories that tore through the sky and rushed straight towards Ye Jinming in the sword formation!

To relieve the siege of Wei by attacking Zhao, one must attack what the enemy must defend!

Within the sword formation.

Ye Jinming unleashed the full power of Mo Kuang, the sword gleaming with golden light, intending to pierce the demon's heart in one fell swoop and completely end this invincible demon lord.

However, the Yama Drought Demon's will to survive and the strength of its demonic body far exceeded expectations!

The demonic bones, tempered out of fear of the demonic heart leaving the body, were incredibly hard, becoming the last and most solid barrier, firmly blocking the Mo Kuang sword's edge and making it impossible for it to advance even an inch further!

"Uh... Ah..." Yama, the drought demon, was kneeling on the ground, revealing his madness. His demonic eyes burned with unyielding flames and boundless hatred!

The near-death experience, ironically, unleashed the most primal ferocity and power within him!

Ignoring the excruciating pain and corrosive effects of the sword piercing his body, he gripped the Mo Kuang sword that was piercing his chest with his other hand, and at the same time, he swung the Yama Desolate God Slash with the force of splitting mountains and shattering rocks, frantically slashing at the spine of the Mo Kuang sword!

"Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!"

Sparks flew everywhere, and every collision between the Demon Blade and the Ink Madman produced a piercing scream!

Ye Jinming could clearly feel the mournful cries and tremors emanating from the Ink Madness in his hand!

This demon-slaying artifact, which originated from the golden light, seemed to have reached its limit after a series of fierce battles, especially after enduring the immense force of the Demon Lord's near-death counterattack.

"Click..."

A faint yet incredibly clear cracking sound reached Ye Jinming's ears.

His pupils contracted slightly, and he saw that a tiny but shocking crack had quietly appeared on the ancient blade of Mo Kuang's sword, near the hilt!