Bitter Realm: A Happy Person Traveling Across China

The North, though small, has created a legend.

With the fall of the Beichen Dynasty, the Super Clown Emperor Yu Liang, with the support of Di Ming, is gradually rising to power and showing signs of unifying the Northern Region.

Although the northern region of the Bitter Realm is a hodgepodge of forces such as the Divine Capital of Yuehuang, Langdu, the Seven Counties of Nangong, the Three Religions, and various mountain villas.

However, the seven counties are not yet unified, and the legend of attacking Nangong from all sides has only just begun.

Among the three religions, Buddhism and Taoism are unclear about what it is, and may not have emerged yet.

However, the Confucian school, Haozheng Wudao, has a northern branch here called "Yide Xitian".

Of course, when it comes to the influence of Buddhism, most of the various Buddhist sects are located in the West, and there are far fewer in the other three places.

As for Taoism, that's far too complicated...

Chaotic times are precisely the eras that produce heroes and outstanding figures.

In a remote area of ​​the northern region, a bandit's den had a man wielding a blood-drinking demon blade who killed dozens of people in one night.

For a time, everyone in the Northern Jianghu was in danger, because this man was bloodthirsty, and those he killed had their flesh and blood devoured, leaving only dried corpses.

Therefore, this person was called the Bloodthirsty Demon.

After the name of the Bloodthirsty Demon spread, many righteous people came to eliminate the demon and protect the righteous path, but they were too weak and became victims of his blade.

Today, calculating that the time was almost up, Ye Jinming was also preparing to collect the rewards.

A blood-red village, shrouded in an aura of evil.

The once peaceful village has now become a living hell.

Amidst the ruins, bloodstains were everywhere, and corpses lay strewn about. The air was thick with the stench of blood and despair, and a chilling, eerie aura seemed to flow and rise among the ruins like a living thing.

The source of this demonic energy is the figure in the center of the village that looks as if it has crawled out of a pool of blood—the former swordsman, now the "Bloodthirsty Demon".

He gripped a grotesque longsword tightly in his hand. The blade was dark red, as if forged from congealed blood, and was now emitting an eerie blood-red light and a pitch-black demonic aura that was almost solidified.

The blade trembled slightly, emitting a hungry hum, while the wielder's eyes were bloodshot, his face contorted, and he let out a beast-like hoarse growl. He had clearly become a slave to this "Blood-Drinking Demon Blade," having lost all reason and left only with the instinct to kill.

After absorbing the three souls, seven spirits, and essence blood, the Blood-Drinking Blade's sword spirit was fully activated, its power surged, but it also backfired on its master, dragging him into an endless abyss of madness.

"Kill...kill...blood...I need more blood..."

A hoarse, inhuman whisper escaped from the Blood Demon's throat as he mechanically wielded his demonic blade, its blade energy crisscrossing and shattering the few remaining intact buildings into fragments.

As far as the eye could see, there was no living creature left. In the distance, a young woman, trembling with fear, lay paralyzed on the ground, watching in despair as the demon god approached step by step.

The Blood Demon raised the Blood-Drinking Blade, its blade aimed at the woman. The dense demonic energy and the stench of blood almost suffocated her.

Just as the blade was about to fall—

"presumptuous!"

A clear shout, like a phoenix's cry in the heavens, suddenly shattered the deathly silence!

Immediately, a powerful, upright, and unstoppable palm strike came crashing down from the sky, hitting the Blood-Drinking Blade squarely!

"clang--"

The deafening clang of metal against metal reverberated throughout the surrounding area!

Blood Demon felt a tremendous force come from him, his arm trembled violently, and the Blood-Drinking Blade was actually deflected several feet away. The blade narrowly grazed the woman's clothes and plowed a deep furrow in the ground.

Immediately afterwards, a gentle breeze rustled through the trees, and the sky seemed to brighten instantly.

A dashing figure, accompanied by the clear and melodious sound of poetry, gracefully descended—

"Mountains and rivers have their limits, a dream lasts a lifetime, why seek an empty name for eternity? I sing of my feelings as I roam the mountains, the boat calm amidst the surging waves, a long roar as I dance with my sword in the gentle breeze."

As the poetry faded, a figure appeared.

The newcomer was dressed in red, with a tall and straight figure and handsome features, exuding a heroic aura. He was none other than Mu Lingfeng, who had come to exorcise the demon!

She lightly touched the ground with her toes, landing in front of the woman and shielding her behind her. Her gaze, sharp as lightning, locked onto the demon before her, and she coldly shouted:

"Those who harm the innocent and slaughter living beings, today, they shall be executed!"

The sound faded, then the sword rang out!

Behind Mu Lingfeng, a long sword as clear as autumn water, with cloud patterns flowing on its blade—the "Cloud-Walking Sword"—automatically unsheathed itself, transforming into a stream of light that spun up and landed in her slender hand.

The sword's edge pointed into the distance, its awe-inspiring righteousness standing in stark contrast to the overwhelming demonic energy of the Blood-Drinking Blade.

"roar--"

The Blood Demon's frenzy intensified after being thwarted, unleashing a roar that defied human voices. The Blood-Drinking Blade in his hand shone with crimson light, and with a chaotic yet powerful and heavy strike, he cleaved towards Mu Lingfeng!

Before the knife even arrived, a stench of blood already filled the air!

Mu Lingfeng remained unfazed, and with a nimble flick of his Cloud-Walking Sword, the tip of the sword precisely struck the side of the blade.

"Clang—"

Swords clashed, sparks flew!

Mu Lingfeng swayed slightly, dissipating the force, while the Blood Demon was forced to take a half step back.

In their first encounter, the difference in skill was immediately apparent.

Although the Blood-Drinking Blade is sharp and the demonic energy is strong, the wielder has lost his mind and is only driven by instinct and the demonic blade. His swordsmanship is crude and far inferior to Mu Lingfeng's exquisite swordsmanship and profound foundation.

"Monster, prepare to die!"

Mu Lingfeng, having gained the upper hand, refused to yield, her sword moving with her body, and her body moving with her sword.

The sword light, like wind and waves, layered upon layer, enveloped the Blood Demon.

The Blood Demon roared repeatedly, wildly swinging the Blood-Drinking Blade, barely managing to defend itself thanks to the blade's sharpness and the protection of its demonic energy.

The swords clashed several times, the clanging sounds echoing endlessly.

With each collision, the Blood Demon was shaken so badly that his blood and qi surged, and he was forced to retreat repeatedly, with several shallow sword marks appearing on his body. Although they were not fatal, they made him even more frenzied.

Not far away, in the shadow of a half-collapsed roof.

Ye Jinming's figure appeared silently, blending into the environment. He did not fully reveal himself, but rather, through his subtle control of spatial power, remained in a semi-concealed state, observing the battle with great interest.

Ye Jinming stroked his chin, a hint of inquiry flashing in his eyes. "It seems that although the Blood-Drinking Blade is incredibly unique and can become stronger by drinking blood, its indestructible blade energy still has its limits in the higher-level world of the Bitter Realm."

However, because the Bitter Realm World was of a higher level, the Blood-Drinking Blade also underwent a transformation and became stronger, actually giving the Blood Demon innate-level strength.

However, because he was a sword slave, he still couldn't unleash his full power.

Unable to break through after a prolonged assault, the Blood Demon was suppressed. Under the constant erosion and stimulation of the Blood-Drinking Blade's demonic power, his sanity completely collapsed, and he descended into utter madness.

"Aww—"

He gripped the hilt of the Blood-Drinking Blade tightly with both hands, and the demonic energy around him surged violently as if boiling, pouring all of it into the blade!

The Blood-Drinking Blade emitted an excited tremor, and a blood-red light shot into the sky. A dark red blade aura, several times larger than before and as solid as a substance, carrying a destructive will that could tear everything apart, slashed down towards Mu Lingfeng!

This strike was delivered with all his might, without holding back!

Faced with this desperate attack, Mu Lingfeng remained calm. She used her Xuan Step technique, her figure drifting back several feet like a willow catkin in the wind. At the same time, her Cloud-Walking Sword drew mysterious trajectories in the air, its tip drawing upon the surrounding spiritual energy, instantly converging into several enormous, light red sword energies!

"Mingdao Tianxi - Riding the Wind and Turbulent Waters!"

With a clear shout, the light red sword energy and the dark red saber energy collided violently!

"Boom—"

A deafening roar erupted as two extreme forces clashed violently, unleashing a dazzling light and a violent shockwave that completely leveled the surrounding remaining buildings, stirring up clouds of dust that obscured visibility.

In that instant of chaotic energy and obstructed vision, a sudden change occurred!

Amidst the smoke and dust, a flash of crimson light appeared in the Blood Demon's eyes. Ignoring the aftershocks of the explosion, he suddenly flicked his wrist...