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

Chapter 170 The deeds of Lord Jianjiu spread back to Tiandou, and the old storyteller wept bitterly.

Li Zhexian nodded.

Looking at the somewhat somber young man before her, she noticed that his once dashing features were now weighed down by an invisible burden.

Qian Renxue suddenly stepped forward.

She bit Li Zhexian's lips hard.

Crimson blood beads seeped out.

"you……"

He met Li Zhexian's astonished gaze.

Qian Renxue's slender fingers clenched tightly in her sleeves, her knuckles turning white.

"I guess it's me..."

"I'm asking for payment in advance."

Li Zhexian frowned, puzzled.

He was about to ask further questions.

But then Qian Renxue said again:

"I want you to remember me."

"Five years later, Li Zhexian, I also want to see you again."

Qian Renxue retreated step by step.

Those golden eyes were fixed on Li Zhexian without blinking.

Until those scarred angel wings suddenly unfolded.

She turned around.

Turned into a stream of light.

Cast towards the distant horizon.

As her figure completely disappeared into the pitch-black night, darkness swallowed Qian Renxue.

His eyes, which only showed tenderness in front of Li Zhexian, were as cold as the deepest abyss.

She flew straight towards the Spirit Hall.

"To become a god..."

"I want to become a god..."

There has never been a moment.

Qian Renxue's yearning for the gods burned so intensely.
in this way……

put all one's eggs in one basket.

They traveled non-stop.

Li Zhexian and his companions finally arrived at the Star Dou Forest.

Looking at Zhu Zhuqing in his arms, whose breath was growing weaker and weaker, barely clinging to life with the help of spiritual herbs.

Li Zhexian plunged headlong into the vast forest.

He was protected by two titled Douluo.

The group advanced with unstoppable momentum, heading straight for the core.

however.

Just as they broke out of the middle of the forest.

The entire forest suddenly fell into a deathly silence.

Even the chirping of insects and the calls of birds have completely disappeared.

A dull tremor emanated from the ground, and a chilling, savage aura silently spread out.

Dugu Bo and Feng Bailong's expressions changed slightly as they stood in front of Li Zhexian, as if facing a formidable enemy.

"This oppressive aura is definitely not from a ten-thousand-year-old soul beast!"

Xiao Wu rushed out at this moment.

That pretty face that has been less cheerful lately.

At that moment, a bright smile appeared on her face.

wow-

wow-

The ancient trees, tens of meters tall, were violently split apart by a tremendous force, like weeds.

Followed by.

Under the shocked gazes of Dugu Bo and Feng Bailong.

Two enormous eyes, resembling moons and gleaming with an earthy-gold luster, suddenly lit up behind the parting trees.

immediately.

A giant hand, seemingly carved from mountain rock, reached out.

The giant hand deftly grabbed the jubilant Xiao Wu and placed her steadily on his muscular shoulder.

Dugu Bo and Feng Bailong felt a savage, murderous aura rushing towards them, causing their hair to dance wildly and their robes to flutter loudly.

They gazed solemnly at the giant ape before them, its mountain-like body covered in earth-gold fur adorned with dark gold, mysterious patterns.

"The legendary king of the forest, the Titan Ape."

Li Zhexian turned to the side.

Use your back as a shield.

He shielded Zhu Zhuqing from the oppressive and menacing aura.

"Sister Xiao Wu..."

The Titan Ape's roar was like muffled thunder, shaking the branches and leaves in the forest.

"Why are humans following you?!"

"Hmm?! Could it be that they coerced you?!"

The words fell.

A terrifying pressure, as heavy as a mountain, rolled over as if it were a physical entity.

Zheng——!
Feng Bailong drew his wind sword.

The clear, melodious sound of a sword echoed through the mountains and forests.

Wisps of azure energy flowed like rivers flowing into the sea, converging on the sword's blade.

Seeing the smell of gunpowder getting stronger and stronger.

Xiao Wu stomped her feet on the giant ape's shoulder in frustration.

"Er Ming! Stop it!"

"Let me finish speaking!"

The overwhelming aura paused slightly. Xiao Wu, standing a hundred meters above, explained rapidly to the Titan Ape.

Subsequently.

Li Zhexian then saw the Titan Ape's enormous head shaking violently, like a drumbeat.

"No! No!"

"Sister Xiaowu, how can the Lake of Life be defiled by humans?!"

"Absolutely not!"

"are you mad at me!"

Xiao Wu put her hands on her hips.

"Zhuqing is my best sister!"

"It's not like we're going to drain the Lake of Life; we're just letting it nurture life, and that's not allowed?!"

"Fine! So it won't work?!"

"Anyway, my life was saved by the people below me this time!"

"If you don't agree, I'll go back to the human world and have the Spirit Hall capture me!"

The Titan Ape immediately became anxious, raising its voice several decibels.

"No! Sister Xiaowu!"

"Let's go back and discuss it with the Ming Dynasty!"

"But these three humans cannot approach the Lake of Life; this is my final bottom line!"

Xiao Wu looked at Li Zhexian with some difficulty.

"Li Zhexian..."

Li Zhexian's gaze swept over the colossal beast radiating terrifying pressure, and he nodded:
"In that case."

"Xiao Wu, I'm entrusting Zhu Qing to you."

"I will return to her once I have found what I need."

Xiao Wu lightly touched the giant ape's shoulder with her toes, landed gracefully, and carefully took Zhu Zhuqing from Li Zhexian's arms.

"rest assured."

"As long as I am here, Zhu Qing will be perfectly fine."

"Thank you."

Watching that mountain-like figure slowly disappear into the depths of the forest.

Li Zhexian let out a long breath, and the knot in his chest eased slightly.

He turned around.

He solemnly clasped his hands in greeting to Dugu Bo and Feng Bailong.

"This trip was made possible thanks to the protection of these two seniors."

"When I return after finishing my business, I will definitely pay a visit to express my gratitude."

We parted ways at the edge of the Starry Forest.

Dugu Bo and Feng Bailong looked at the young man in blood-stained tattered clothes who disappeared at the end of the winding mountain road in a few leaps, and couldn't help but exchange a glance.

"The five-year period..."

"I wonder when we'll meet again..."

"How far will my young friend, the banished immortal, grow?"

a few days later.

Yu Yuanzhen escorted the seven members of the Royal Fighting Team back to Tiandou City.

drive--!
drive--!
The Soul Masters of Heaven Dou City rode their Wind Chasing Steeds at breakneck speed through the imperial city.

He held the sealed paper high in his hand and shouted hoarsely:
"Latest battle report from Lord Swordsman!"

"Latest battle report from Lord Swordsman!"

The patrolling soldiers intended to stop the people riding horses freely in the city.

Upon hearing this, he was startled and immediately shouted to disperse the crowd blocking his way.

This news was like a spark thrown into boiling oil, instantly igniting the entire Tiandou City.

The crowd surged toward the temporary platform erected in front of Shanxiangfang like a tidal wave.

The storyteller excitedly accepted the sealed paper and silk handed to him by the messenger.

"Did Lord Jianjiu lead the Royal Fighting Team to victory?"

The soul master from Heaven Dou City had an extremely complicated expression. His lips moved a few times, and he whispered:
"Storytelling requires intense emotion; you'll see for yourself."

The audience below the stage could no longer contain themselves, and a clamor arose from all sides.

"Old man, you've been doing this for decades!"

"Once you have a story in your hands, isn't it just a piece of cake?"

"Exactly! Tell me quickly how Lord Sword Wine displayed his divine power!"

"Is there even a question? They must have brought back the crown with the Royal Fighting Team!"

"Please be patient, everyone, while I change into some proper clothes."

The old storyteller hurried backstage.

With great anticipation.

He tore open the sealed paper.

But what met the eye was a glaring black and red.

The storyteller's pupils constricted sharply, and his emaciated body swayed violently, nearly causing him to fall.

It took a full half hour to endure.

The audience below the stage was already restless and discussing among themselves.

at last.

The storyteller took the stage.

But this time.

He did not change into the festive red robe he usually wore when telling stories.

Instead, he put back on that old, faded blue robe.

This outfit.

This left the audience stunned.

The storyteller stood on the stage and hissed:
"The red robe... is too flamboyant..."

　Next came Wu Xin's sword techniques, and the acquisition of his fifth spirit ring...

　　Li Zhexian ultimately ventured into the world of martial arts alone...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)