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

Chapter 176 Soul Power Level 50, The Legend of the Snow Woman, Shocking Changes in the Far North Core
north.

Frozen forest.

The dazzling white and deep blue divide the world into two extreme hues.

The towering ancient trees have lost their verdant green, transforming into a forest forged from ice crystals.

Bang-!
A white shadow suddenly flashed by.

It almost blends into the wind and snow.

Only the icicles crushed by the howling wind indicated that something was moving at breakneck speed.

—Naturally, it is Li Zhexian.

After a year and a half of honing his skills, he was no longer a novice in the martial arts world, but a seasoned and top-tier mercenary in this frozen wasteland.

The snowboards deftly avoided the icy tree branches beneath their feet.

Li Zhexian swiftly traversed the labyrinthine ice crystal forest.

Every glide.

The snowboards made a very slight "crunching" sound as they rubbed against the snow.

It was immediately swallowed up by the howling wind.

After ten breaths.

The target has finally appeared.

That was an Icethorn Bear, a notorious spirit beast in the Frozen Forest.

It is three meters long, and a row of menacing ice crystal spikes stand on its white fur, gleaming with a cold light.

now.

The giant beast fled in panic, its heavy breathing spewing out billowing white mist.

Neck area.

A deep, bone-revealing wound was steaming, and drops of blood fell onto the snow, instantly freezing into blood crystals.

Li Zhexian's pursuit was silent and undetected.

He made perfect use of the howling wind and snow, the undulating snowdrifts, and the shadows of the ice rocks.

Position yourself in a blind spot behind or to the side of the Icethorn Bear.

The distance shortened rapidly in the wind and snow.

Roar--!
The Icethorn Bear suddenly stood upright.

The three-meter-tall body stirred up a raging snowstorm.

Its beastly eyes were bloodshot, sensing the approach of death.

He slammed his palms angrily onto the snow.

Click——! ! !
One by one, icicles broke through the snow.

Like a sudden burst of thorny hell, it rained down on Li Zhexian.

Li Zhexian stepped, turned sideways, and rolled.
Every movement was precisely timed to coincide with the moment the icicles struck.

Ice spikes grazed past his fur cloak, exploding into a shower of ice flowers on the snow, yet not even wetting the hem of his garment.

The distance has been reduced to two meters!
Li Zhexian's soul power surged, and two snow pillars rose up beneath his feet with a roar.

He rose several meters high from the ground.

His right fist was clenched tightly, and the muscles in his arm were bulging.

The ice-blue and fiery-red patterns suddenly lit up.

A powerful force, a mixture of intense heat and cold, coalesced at the tip of his fist.

boom--

A dull, heavy thud, like a hammer blow.

The Icethorn Bear's thick neck exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

Then, in the extreme cold, it condensed into tiny blood crystals and fell down in a soft patter.

Its enormous head was only connected by a layer of skin and flesh, hanging limply down.

Li Zhexian reached out with his right hand, grabbed the head of the Icethorn Bear, and landed steadily on his snowboard.

He flicked the blood off his fist, ignoring the floating spirit ring.

The whistles of a mercenary group could be heard in the distance.

He grabbed the bear carcass and removed his white camouflage.

With a flick of his black fur cloak, his figure vanished into the vast snow mist.

"Deputy Commander Ji is awesome!"

"A four-thousand-year-old icethorn bear!"

"Our team is guaranteed first place again this time!"

Li Zhexian strode towards the camp tent located on the outskirts of the frozen forest, unscrewed the lid of the wine jug, and took a large gulp of wine.

He raised his hand to wipe the wine stains from the corner of his mouth, his gaze sweeping over his men laughing and joking by the campfire, but a barely perceptible gloom flashed deep in his eyes.

It's been a year and a half.

He didn't stop for a moment, his footsteps covering the taverns, black markets, and hunting grounds where mercenaries gathered.

News about the Ten Thousand Year Ice Marrow remains elusive.

Li Zhexian grabbed a clump of snow.

The snow in my palm turned to dust without me even noticing.

It then vanished into nothingness.

Not a single drop of water fell.

Fortunately...

"I have not slacked off in my cultivation during this year and a half."

"I've reached level 50 in soul power. Perhaps it's time to venture into the true far north."

The northern border is covered in endless snow and wind.

The so-called frozen forest is merely the outer edge of the far north.

The true heartland is perpetually shrouded in blinding snow and wind.

I looked north.

The world was a chaotic and indistinct blur.

It seemed as if a mysterious terror, capable of devouring everything, lurked within.

"Brother Ji!"

Oscar came running over excitedly.

As I ran closer, my foot slipped.

"Ouch!"

He protected a thick piece of bear meat fat in his arms.

He struggled to sit up and handed it to Li Ji.

"Brother Ji, eat some meat!"

"It's freshly cut and still hot!" Li Zhexian took the bear fat meat, took a bite, and swallowed it with his wine.

Oscar chuckled, scrambled to his feet, and sat down next to Li Zhexian.

A year and a half of hardship.

The scorching sun turned his fair face black and cracked, and his thick beard was plastered on his face, making him look even more rugged than a mercenary.

Looking at the young man beside him wearing a black fur coat.

A genuine look of gratitude flashed in Oscar's eyes.

This period of one and a half years.

He now understood this "Silent Team".

Cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

Cold on the outside but kind on the inside.

Several times he was on the verge of death, but the other party pulled him back each time.

He also personally experienced why Team Leader Ji, at such a young age, was able to rise step by step to the position of vice-captain in this cruel mercenary world.

In Oscar's heart.

Li Ji was already a peerless prodigy, second only to that young man in white.

He was grateful and admired.

That night.

The Snow Bear Mercenary Group set up camp and rested on the outskirts of the Frozen Forest.

The mission is to hunt down a pack of ferocious snow wolves, which means they will be stuck in the forest for quite some time.

The camp has a night watchman on duty every night.

But tonight.

Li Bai, however, tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

He leaped onto the branch of a giant ice crystal tree and leaned against it in silence.

His gaze pierced through the sparse ice shards, looking at the dazzling aurora on the horizon, as he gulped down mouthful after mouthful of strong liquor from his flask.

Suddenly.

His gaze sharpened slightly as he looked down at the tree.

A middle-aged man, wrapped in thick white fur and wearing a white felt hat, walked over through the snow.

"Ji, your senses are really sharp."

The middle-aged man looked at the figure in black fur on the tree branch and laughed:
Can't sleep? Want a couple of drinks?

Li Zhexian leaped lightly down the tree trunk.

"it is good."

This middle-aged man was none other than Snow Bear, the leader of the Snow Bear Mercenary Group.

The two walked toward the campfire burning in the middle of the camp.

They grilled meat, drank wine, and chatted idly.

The snow bear tore off a piece of sizzling, oily meat and stuffed it into its mouth, chewing it.

"Bringing you into Snow Bear was the most profitable deal I've ever made in my life."

"Ji, with your talent, it's a waste for you to stay in a mercenary group."

Li Zhexian raised his wine jug and clinked it against the snow bear's.

"What do you mean by 'wasting one's talents'? I think being a mercenary is pretty good."

He took a swig of wine, his voice flat.

If it weren't for the heavy burden on one's mind, this would truly be the truth.

Hunting and fighting, drinking from large bowls, and listening to those rough and tough men bragging in cheap camphor-smelling taverns—it's a unique and untamed experience.

The snow bear smiled and didn't say anything more.

He has seen too many people.

He knew that the young man in front of him was not someone his small mercenary group could keep for long.

There was a long silence.

Li Zhexian suddenly spoke.

The tranquility, broken by the crackling of the campfire, was shattered.

"Commander, have you ever been to the core area of ​​the far north?"

The snow bear paused in its chewing motion.

"Of course I've been there."

He smacked his lips.

Look at the leaping campfire.

His gaze, gradually losing focus, carried a hint of reminiscence and a stirring of emotion that Li Zhexian could not comprehend.

"Back then..."

"I'm just a new mercenary with stubble."

"lonely……"

The snow bear's voice was kept extremely low.

It was as if, in this silent, icy world, they were afraid of disturbing some unknown and unpredictable being.

Have you heard the legend of the Snow Woman?

Li Zhexian's gaze sharpened, and he was about to respond.

Boom boom——!
Boom boom——!
But at this moment.

The frozen forest trembled violently without warning.

At first, there was a slight shaking, but then the tremors became more and more violent, as if a giant beast was turning over deep in the earth.

The snow fell softly, and icicles broke and fell to the ground.

The campsite erupted in chaos!

A sharp whistle tore through the night sky!
Li Zhexian and Xue Xiong exchanged a glance, both seeing a hint of seriousness in each other's eyes.

The two moved with lightning speed, and together with several other experts from the mercenary group, they leaped onto the tallest ice crystal tree in the vicinity.

They stood in the trembling canopy.

I strain to see into the distance.

Our gaze passed over the bizarre and fantastical frozen forest under the aurora borealis.

Thrown into the chaotic depths of the far north.

All that could be seen was the chaotic core area amidst the wind and snow.

On an iceberg.

A massive avalanche is taking place.

A white torrent roared as it poured down from the mountaintop.

(End of this chapter)