Bitter Realm: A Happy Person Traveling Across China

Back to the battlefield in Pingshan.

Although their heads were severed, the Bloodstained Evil Assassins were completely unaffected, instantly retracting their heads and recovering, thus reviving once more.

Faced with the Bloodthirsty Demon that seemed impossible to kill, and knowing this was a deliberate delaying tactic by Yama, Ye Jinming's expression hardened. "This is troublesome!"

Then Ye Jinming sheathed his sword and began to wield the Nine-Nine Return to One sword-drawing technique once more.

The assassins, who arrived first and then attacked, were struck by sword energy that erupted from their bodies, causing them to fall to the ground and never rise again.

On the main battlefield, the tide of battle seems to be tilting in favor of the Demon Realm.

"Ah..." After a prolonged battle, the ferocity of Yama Drought Demon was fully unleashed. Seizing the moment when Buddha Sword Fen Shuo was recovering his energy, Yama Wild God Slash slashed upwards at an incredible angle, the blade drawing a deadly arc!

"Sizzle—"

Although Fo Jian Fenshuo quickly channeled his Buddhist energy to protect himself, he was still struck by the residual force of the blade's energy. His monk's robe on his chest was torn, revealing a deep wound that exposed bone, and blood immediately stained his white kasaya!

A sharp pain shot through him, and Buddha Sword swayed slightly.

"Pfft..." He groaned, a trickle of bright red blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Knowing he could no longer remain passively defensive, Buddha Sword forcefully unleashed his Buddha essence, disregarding his injuries, and Buddha Tablet once again shone with holy light!

"Burning Wind and Fiery Lotus!"

The purest and most powerful Buddhist fire transformed into a giant golden fire lotus, carrying a scorching aura that purifies all evil, and crashed headlong into Yama, the drought demon!

"Lian Emei, this is not like you cowering like this! Ferocious God Slash!" Yama Hanba roared tauntingly, unleashing another ultimate move with his demonic blade, a blood-red blade light condensed to the extreme, slashing towards the core of the fire lotus!

Just as the Buddha and Demon's ultimate moves were about to collide again, and the Buddha's sword might suffer further damage—

A voice, clear and cold like an icy spring, yet containing unparalleled Dao power, descended clearly from the summit of Ping Mountain, piercing through layers of demonic aura and the flames of war:

"Otherworldly Demon Lord, your opponent—is me."

Before he finished speaking, a seven-colored ray of light descended from the sky, arriving first despite being behind, and lightly yet firmly blocked between Buddha Sword Discourse and Yama Drought Demon, just in time to meet the "Fierce God Slash"!

"Bang!"

The seven-colored glow rippled slightly, easily dissolving the domineering and incomparable sword energy.

As the rosy glow faded, a figure of ethereal beauty and transcendent grace was revealed – it was none other than Lian Emei from Pingshan, who had personally entered the arena!

Yama, the Drought Demon, sheathed her sword. Her crimson eyes fixed on Lian Emei, a ferocious grin spreading across her lips: "Oh? So you've finally decided to come out of that tortoise shell?"

Lian Emei's eyes were cold and clear as she stared directly at the Demon Lord, her voice devoid of any emotion: "Otherworldly Demon Lord, leading your troops to Ping Mountain will be the greatest folly of your life."

"Hahaha!" Yama, the Drought Demon, laughed, his gaze sharp as a knife, sweeping across Lian Emei's slightly pale face. "Judging from your complexion, you don't seem to be doing well. Should I wait a few more moments for you to recuperate?"

Lian Emei stopped arguing with him and turned to the Buddha Sword Fen behind her, who was struggling to stay upright, saying, "Buddha Sword Fen, I will take care of this demon. Please step aside and recuperate."

Buddha Sword Fenshuo leaned on his Buddhist tablet, remaining motionless, clearly unwilling to let Lian Emei face the powerful enemy alone.

Lian Emei's tone softened, yet carried an undeniable conviction: "This is the conviction of the Yun people."

Buddha Sword Fenshuo gave Lian Emei a deep look, then slowly nodded, suppressing his surging blood and qi. He sheathed his sword and retreated several feet, but still kept a close eye on the battle, ready to make a move at any time.

In the arena, only the immortals and demons remained locked in a standoff.

Lian Emei said no more, slowly took to the air, and her Dao Yuan began to surge and circulate. Seven-colored light reappeared, but compared to her previous moves, the radiance seemed slightly dimmer.

Yama Hanba sneered, her demonic energy surging wildly. The Yama Desolate God Slash emitted an excited buzz, its dark red demonic flames almost solidifying: "Reverse Scripture!"

He actually went a step further and forcefully enhanced his demonic powers on top of what he had already done!

Demonic flames surged around him, his aura even stronger than when he fought against Buddha Sword!

Clearly, he was taking Lian Emei very seriously and was filled with killing intent.

Lian Emei's expression hardened slightly as she sensed the surge in her opponent's demonic power. She knew her own power was being restricted, and a prolonged battle would be disadvantageous. The outcome of the battle, whether life or death, might hinge on the next few moves; she had to end it quickly!

"Ah—" With a clear shout, Lian Emei raised her jade-like hand, stirring up the wind and clouds of heaven and earth, and unleashing a torrent of Dao Yuan without reservation!

"Sky, Transformation, Duckweed, Traces!"

A profound palm print containing the energy of heaven and earth, carrying the supreme power to purify the universe, slowly pressed down towards Yama Hanba!

Wherever the palm print passed, clear ripples spread through the space, and the demonic energy melted away like ice and snow meeting the sun.

Yama Hanba's pupils contracted as she sensed the threat contained in that palm strike. She roared, pushing the Reverse True Scripture to its limit, "Yama Tianhuang! Hah—"

The Yama Desolate God Slash erupted with an unprecedentedly dazzling light, a jet-black blade aura tearing through the sky, directly clashing with that profound palm print!

Immortals and demons meet again, unleashing their ultimate moves!

"boom!!!"

The blinding white light and the deep black glow completely engulfed everything at the center of the battle!

A massive energy sphere, over fifty feet in diameter, suddenly formed, then expanded and exploded!

The devastating shockwave swept across in a spherical shape, knocking back several steps both Fo Jianfenshuo, who was watching from a distance, and Ye Jinming, who was fighting his enemy.

As the light faded, the smoke and dust slowly settled.

In the arena, the two figures had already separated.

Lian Emei's figure drifted back several dozen feet before she barely managed to steady herself. Her beautiful face was flushed, then turned into a terrifying paleness.

"puff--"

A mouthful of bright red blood, like blooming red plum blossoms, gushed from her mouth, staining her moon-white Taoist robe and front.

She swayed slightly, clutched her chest with her hand, and her breath instantly weakened considerably, clearly indicating that she had suffered severe internal injuries.

On the other hand, although Yama Hanba was also forced back several steps, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and cracks appeared on his demonic armor, his demonic flames still blazed fiercely. Although his momentum had diminished, his ferocity remained!

He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at the heavily injured Lian Emei who was spitting blood, and let out a triumphant and cruel laugh: "Oh? Your internal energy is starting to run out."

Lian Emei forcibly suppressed the metallic taste rising in her throat again, raised her eyes to look at Yanmo Hanba, her gaze still cold and aloof, showing no fear whatsoever: "Yanmo Hanba, your power has increased several times over compared to before, but..."

"How about it?" Yama Hanba calmly hoisted her demonic sword, as if victory was assured.

Lian Emei took a deep breath, despite the excruciating pain with each breath, but the proud and unyielding spirit of a top-tier Daoist master grew even stronger: "Since ancient times, evil has never triumphed over good, ah!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she disregarded her severely injured body and forcefully summoned her remaining Dao energy once again!

Although the colorful glow had dimmed, it shone brightly around her again, carrying a resolute light that was unwavering and fearless in the face of death!

The abilities of immortals and the might of warriors were on full display at this moment.

Upon seeing this, a flicker of genuine emotion flashed in Yama's crimson eyes, but it was quickly replaced by an even stronger excitement and killing intent: "Hahaha, I admire your arrogance! Hah!"