Bitter Realm: A Happy Person Traveling Across China

Chapter 64 One "Sword" Will Bring You Regret! (Please Subscribe)

With a clear shout, amidst the explosions of purple lightning, Lian Emei slowly pressed her palms down!

It wasn't a direct palm strike, but rather it drew upon the yin and yang energies of heaven and earth, which converged and transformed into two intertwined yet distinct streams of yin and yang, enveloping the Yama Drought Demon below!

Before the palm even arrived, the heavy airflow, which seemed capable of crushing stars, caused the ground beneath Yama Hanmei's feet to collapse several feet again!

Knowing that this move was the culmination of all the Taoist arts practiced by the Emei Sect, Yama Hanmei held nothing back and had no way out. He frantically poured the remaining demonic energy along with the power of his demonic body's origin into his palm!

"The Arakami is domineering!"

In the hands of Yama, the phantom of ten thousand demons howled, and evil energy flowed backward through the meridians, carrying the determination to perish together with the enemy, and crashed fiercely into the Yin-Yang splitting power that descended from the sky!

"ah!"

"drink!"

A terrifying roar that defies description, like the Great Explosion at the very beginning of time!

The blinding white light and the deep black light intertwined to form a ball of light that devoured everything, instantly expanding to a radius of hundreds of feet, and then suddenly exploded!

In the first clash, the power of Yin and Yang splitting was like a millstone, crushing the demon's hand!

Yama Hanba let out a bloodcurdling scream, and the indestructible demon bone on its chest emitted a clear, teeth-grinding cracking sound!

However, his demonic body's regenerative ability was truly abnormal. Under the frenzied stimulation of demonic energy, his shattered bones instantly regenerated and healed, still firmly protecting his core demonic heart.

The second wave followed immediately, with the yin and yang energies merging to unleash the ultimate annihilation power!

"ah"

Yama Hanba could no longer hold on. His tall demonic body was slammed into the ground with irresistible force, like a kite with a broken string. Blood gushed from his mouth like a fountain, drawing a tragic arc in the air.

However, a moment later, Yama Drought Demon struggled to stand up again. His demonic armor was shattered and his naked demonic body was covered with charred wounds and hideous cracks. But his terrifying regenerative power worked once again!

He raised his hand to wipe away the dark red demonic blood that kept spilling from the corner of his mouth. Although his body swayed precariously, the ferocity and arrogance in his eyes remained undiminished. He even grinned, revealing bloodstained teeth, and let out a hoarse, mocking laugh: "Cough, cough—you've certainly done your best, but unfortunately, you still can't kill this Demon Lord!"

Seeing the Yama Drought Demon's rampant arrogance, Ye Jinming gently shook his head. "Is that so?"

Yama, the Drought Demon, whirled around, her crimson eyes fixed on Ye Jinming. She hissed, "What? What other tricks do you have up your sleeve? Bring them on, I'll take them all!"

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Ye Jinming slowly raised his hand, took the Jinghong Sword from its sheath, and held it horizontally in front of him. His fingers gently brushed across the cold scabbard, as if soothing the peerless weapon about to be unsheathed.

He closed his eyes slightly, as if sensing something, brewing something, and the aura around him became mysterious and elusive.

A few breaths later, he opened his eyes and looked at Yama Hanba. His gaze was calm, yet it seemed as if he were proclaiming an unalterable death sentence: "Very well, this next sword strike will grant you resentment."

"Hmph! Boasting!" Although Yama was surprised and suspicious, he did not believe that the other party had any means to completely destroy him, especially since he was seriously injured but his demonic heart was intact and his regenerative ability was still there.

However, just as he finished speaking—

Above the ruins of the canyon, Lian Emei Daoyuan raised her hand again, and with a gentle wave of her jade hand, a condensed cloud-like palm print slammed down from the air, aiming straight for the spirit of Yama Hanba!

Below, Ye Jinming moved like lightning. Although the Jinghong Sword was not yet drawn, he had already transformed into a streak of light, stabbing straight at the vital point of Yama Hanmei's back!

Attacking from both sides is a desperate move!

The Yama Hanba roared wildly, wielding the broken Yama Desolate God Slash, using its last strength to slash left and block right!

"Clang! Bang!"

He barely managed to parry Ye Jinming's sneak attack with the Yama Desolate God Slash, while simultaneously clashing with Lian Emei's Cloud Palm Print.

The double blow shattered Yama's bones once more, causing her to shed a single wing.

Just as his old strength was exhausted and new strength had not yet arisen, at the fatal moment when his center was wide open, a strange change occurred a thousand miles away, across a sea of ​​misty trees.

A figure, pure and ethereal, seemingly untouched by worldly concerns, stood quietly beneath the moonlight.

She was dressed in an elegant yellow robe, her face as beautiful as a dream; she was none other than the Moon Goddess.

In her hand she held a longbow with an ancient design, yet it exuded the radiance of time and divinity.

On the bow, there are faint dragon patterns coiled around.

A strange long arrow, entirely black except for its arrowhead which was wreathed in a faint golden light, was already nocked on the bowstring.

The arrow trembled slightly, emitting a deep hum like a dragon's roar—it was the legendary Zhulong Arrow, possessing the power to destroy the heavens and the earth!

The Moon Goddess's gaze was cold and clear, piercing through the endless spatial barriers, and locking onto the majestic demonic figure in the nameless canyon ruins, whose demonic heart, though disheveled, still beat fiercely.

Then, with a flick of her jade fingers, she released the taut bowstring, and the Candle Dragon Arrow was fired.

"Boom"

An invisible ripple spread from the bowstring, dimming the moonlight throughout the Misty Forest, as if all the brilliance had been absorbed by that arrow!

In the next instant, the sky above the canyon changed drastically, and the world turned tragic!

The ultimate arrow, carrying earth-shattering divine power, instantly closed in.

Upon seeing this, Ye Jinming and Lian Emei both retreated.

"What—" For the first and last time, despair finally appeared in the crimson eyes of Enma Hanmei.

He wanted to dodge, but his body was severely injured, his energy was depleted, and he was restrained from both sides. How could he possibly dodge?

He tried to block, but the Yama Desolate God Slash was too late to defend, and his arms were numb and in excruciating pain.

"Inconsistent"

The final, defiant roar had just been uttered when a sharp blade pierced through flesh and bone, its clear sound sending chills down one's spine!

The arrow of the Candle Dragon, like a red-hot iron piercing thin ice, pierced through the supposedly indestructible demon bone defense on the chest of the Yama Drought Demon without any hindrance and with perfect accuracy, and was deeply embedded in its chest!

Immediately afterwards, the arrow of the Candle Dragon continued its momentum, piercing the demon's heart and striking out of the body of Yama, the Drought Demon.

The moment the demonic heart leaves the body, it begins to crumble and dissipate like a weathered sand sculpture!

"So it was this arrow—"

In his final moments of consciousness, he understood.

Everything—the encirclement, the attrition, the severe injury, the restraint—was all designed to create that perfect moment for this deadly arrow that transcends space and ignores all defenses.

Regret? Hatred? Anger? Resentment? Perhaps all of these. But it's all too late.

Ah, 6

After a final, short, mournful cry, Yama's ferocious and invincible demonic body, like a burning paper doll, rapidly turned to ashes from the chest pierced by the arrow, scattering with the wind.

The Demon Lord of a generation, the master of the first palace in the Otherworld, Yama Hanba, has fallen in this deserted canyon!

Seeing that Yama Hanmei was finally dead, Ye Jinming sheathed his sword, looked at the ashes scattering in the sky, breathed a sigh of relief, and the all-controlling smile on his lips finally bloomed completely.

"Script, filming wrapped!"

The dust has settled, and the demonic aura has dissipated.

Watching the once invincible demon body of Yama Hanmei turn to ashes and dissipate in the wind on this desolate land that had been completely reshaped by the battle between the two, Ye Jinming's tense nerves finally relaxed.

He let out a long, slow breath, as if releasing all the pressure he had accumulated from days of scheming and meticulous planning.

We finally defeated that damned Yama Drought Demon, it's just a pity there's no reward yet.

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