Douluo Continent: A Fallen Immortal Descends to Earth, Slaying Gods with a Drunken Sword

Chapter 162 The Attitude of the Offering Hall, the Shock Brought by the Wine Martial Soul
The rich aroma of the wine masked the stench of blood.

Li Bai held a sword in his left hand and a cup of wine in his right.

Clearly, above the heavenly sky.

The seven titled Douluo fought so fiercely that the heavens and earth trembled.

But at this moment.

Li Zhexian became the sole focus of attention in the world.

A chaotic and bloody battlefield.

It was as if an invisible force had choked it, causing it to suddenly come to a standstill.

The fleeing neutrals stopped in their tracks.

The Spirit Hall Soul Masters who were fighting each other and Li Zhexian's friends were all frozen in place.

All eyes were fixed on Li Zhexian as if struck by lightning... some were bewildered, some gaped in horror, and some had their pupils shrink.

"Two...two martial souls?!"

"Li Zhexian... that wine gourd is also a martial spirit?!"

"Twin Martial Souls! Li Zhexian... also possesses twin Martial Souls!"

"The Martial Soul Sword and Wine! Li Zhexian possesses the Twin Martial Souls Sword and Wine!"

The Soul Master from Heaven Dou City held his pen in mid-air.

I gaze at the young man holding a sword and a bottle of wine.

My hand was shaking so badly that it was unrecognizable as I put pen to paper.

He suddenly slapped his right hand wildly with his left.

"Die! Write it now!"

"Lord Sword and Wine reveals his twin martial souls: Sword and Wine..."

"Hmm? Lord Swordsman and Wine? Sword and wine? Absolutely wonderful!"

"How...how is it possible..."

Yu Xiaogang's face froze.

"Twin Martial Souls..."

"Li Zhexian... he also has twin martial souls..."

The impact made him feel dizzy.

Throughout the long history of Douluo Continent, there have only been a handful of people who possessed twin martial souls.

Just now.

Yu Xiaogang still harbored a sliver of hope:
Even though Tang San lost to Li Zhexian this time, his potential is still no less than that of Li Zhexian, and he will surely have a day to avenge himself in the future.

After all, the advantages of having twin martial souls only become truly apparent in the later stages.

But in front of...

Looking at Li Zhexian, surrounded by sharp sword light and the misty smell of wine, the last glimmer of light in Yu Xiaogang's heart gradually dimmed.

"Martial Soul Sword and Wine".

"Why are Li Zhexian's twin martial souls so perfectly integrated?"

Yu Xiaogang was confused.

Dai Mubai's lips twitched a few times before he stiffly turned to Tang San beside him.

Tang San's eyes, already dimmed from the destruction of his Purple Demon Eyes, were now shrouded in an inescapable gloom.

"Third Brother, Boss Dai..."

Oscar's gaze followed Ning Rongrong as she ran toward Li Zhexian.

He was slow to react.

Now I understand.

Oscar was heartbroken and his heart ached.

But his gaze kept involuntarily drifting towards Ning Rongrong.

in the past……

Ning Rongrong never wears the same dress twice.

But at this moment.

Blood splattered on her fair face.

boom--! ! ! !

Seven devastating energies collided violently, tearing the sky to shreds.

One blow.

Both sides shattered the void.

Each of them flew backwards for hundreds of meters.

The flowing clouds beneath their feet were shattered by the violent force.

The seven people's breaths were churning and disordered.

however.

next moment.

They sensed something and their gazes all turned downwards to the young man holding a sword and a bottle of wine in his hands.

Chen Xin's face showed surprise and doubt.

"Twin martial souls?!"

Dugu Bo and Yu Yuanzhen's expressions also changed drastically.

"The Immortal has twin martial souls?!"

Feng Bailong was equally shocked.

But out of the corner of his eye, he kept his eyes fixed on Chrysanthemum Douluo.

Having learned his lesson, how could Chrysanthemum Douluo dare to be careless again?

They were already on high alert. Feng Bailong sighed inwardly, then exclaimed in surprise:
"My esteemed friend, the banished immortal, possesses such extraordinary talent..."

"Truly a god descended to earth!"

Boom boom boom——!
Boom boom boom——!
Bibi Dong's long hair danced wildly, and the terrifying pressure emanating from the illusory image of the Death Spider King behind her, which blotted out the sky.

The strange purple markings on her cheeks.

It spread and eroded wildly across the other half of the face.

"Twin martial souls?!"

"Li Zhexian actually possesses twin martial souls?!"

If previously we only valued Li Zhexian.

So now.

Bibi Dong had already developed a strong sense of apprehension towards Li Zhexian's talent.

Even if it's her!

I have never seen such a prodigious young man before!
With just one martial soul and by concealing its soul power, it was able to suppress the Golden Generation!
Now they've revealed twin martial souls?!

"If this child were to amount to something!"

"They will surely become a major threat to the Spirit Hall's dominance of the continent!"

A surge of murderous intent welled up in Bibi Dong's heart.

On that half of the face eroded by the Rakshasa divine markings, the eyes suddenly burst forth with a scarlet blood light.

At this moment, Bibi Dong was like a demon walking among humans.

Her shrill voice drowned out the thunder and echoed across the sky.

"All members of the Spirit Hall, heed my command!"

"At all costs, we must kill Li Zhexian!"

What kind of 100,000-year-old soul beast is this!

At this moment, nothing is as important to Bibi Dong as killing Li Zhe Xian!
Boom boom boom——!
Boom boom boom——!
Bibi Dong, Chrysanthemum Douluo, and Ghost Douluo held nothing back, releasing all their spirit rings, their power soaring to the heavens.

Seeing this, Dugu Bo, Yu Yuanzhen, Chen Xin, and Feng Bailong knew that the time for a life-or-death struggle had come, and they all revealed their soul rings.

In an instant.

Seven powerful beams of light, each with distinct attributes, pierced through the heavens and earth!

The vast energy collided wildly, as if it would shatter the entire sky!
The battle raged so fiercely halfway up the sacred mountain that the heavens and earth seemed to collapse.

And on that mountain peak shrouded in holy light.

Three figures peered through the churning clouds, looking down at the dazzling young man below.

"Ugh……"

One of the men, with a resolute face, sighed softly:
"Pity."

"This boy's personality is exactly what I like."

Another man, who bore a striking resemblance to him but possessed a more flamboyant demeanor, snorted coldly:
"Only someone with such talent is qualified to work alongside the young master."

"I really don't know why the Grand Elder has given such a strict order that no one may intervene unless the young master is in danger."

"It's truly a pity about Li Bai."

"Hey, look at you two, what's all the fuss about?"

The last to speak was a handsome young man with an almost otherworldly appearance.

He had a sugar figurine in his mouth, his long, slightly wavy, milky-white hair fluttering in the wind, and his brush-like eyelashes adorned with fine ice crystals.

A chilling aura, capable of freezing everything, gathered in his palm.

Countless ice crystals condensed in the surrounding air.

To coalesce and shape.

It transformed into a giant crossbow made of crystal-clear ice.

The crossbow was locked onto Chrysanthemum Douluo on the battlefield below.

"That girl Xue'er is always thinking about me; she's had plenty of good things sent over!"

"If you two dare not move, then this old man will!"

Huhu——!
Huhu——!
Terrifying ice energy gathered on the crossbow string.

The arrow was not released.

The chill had frozen the space.

Qianjun and Jiangmo's expressions changed drastically.

"Stop, Guangling!"

"Don't do anything reckless!"

"The High Priest had already made arrangements; the Porcupinefish and Serpent Spear have been ordered to transfer away more than 90% of the Spirit Hall's Soul Masters!"

"Otherwise, how could a mere few academy teams have taken so long to defeat them?"

Guangling Douluo curled his lip.

Disappointed, he put away the icy crossbow that exuded chill.

I lazily draped it behind my neck.

Qianjun breathed a sigh of relief.

His sharp gaze swept across a certain point in the sky.

"It seems Haotian intends to go into seclusion."

A fierce glint flashed in the demon-slaying man's eyes.

"Hmph, his old wounds haven't healed yet!"

"With so many titles bestowed today, if he still dares to flaunt his power as the Haotian Douluo!"

"If you, me, and Guangling join forces, we can take him down!"

　Chapter Three: Ten Minutes for the Young Author!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)