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

Chapter 180 One of the Three Heavenly Kings of the Far North, Li Zhexian Finally Draws His Sword
A muffled thud shook the snow-covered plain.

The giant beast slowly straightened its body.

The snow covering its body collapsed with a roar, finally revealing the full appearance of this terrifying creature to everyone's sight.

It is over 100 meters tall.

Its entire body is covered with long, snow-white fur.

The fur gleamed with an icy blue light under the aurora.

Its head resembled that of a giant ape, with sharp white fangs bared and a pair of yellowish-brown eyes that gleamed with ferocity.

And those massive arms that dangled past their knees, so thick they were almost as wide as their waists, their huge hands covered in white mane and stained with glaring bloodstains.

It can be described as having terrifying power!
The cold air roared across its surface, whipping up a blizzard that blotted out the sky!
Visibility dropped sharply!
Only that terrifying giant shadow remained in the center of the snowstorm!
Shui Bing'er and the other seven girls' pretty faces turned deathly pale, as if their blood had frozen.

The Oscars were even more shaky, like a candle flickering in the wind.

"What...what level of soul beast is this?!"

"How could there be such... such a terrible calamity in the world?!"

The Douluo Continent at that time.

The borders are unclear, and danger lurks.

A 100,000-year-old soul beast is already the pinnacle of human understanding.

The secrets of the Starry Forest and the mysteries of the far north are shrouded in mist.

"Oscar!"

Li Zhexian's sharp shout pierced through the wind and snow.

Oscar quickly steadied himself and, dragging Li Zhexian and the seven women including Shui Bing'er, swayed like a kite with a broken string in the raging blizzard.

Seeing that the ferocious beast's body was still rising, and its head was almost level with theirs, Li Zhexian's expression was extremely solemn.

"Titan Snow Demon King, one of the Three Kings of the Far North".

"Cultivation period of two hundred thousand years."

Snowstorm in the North.

It is never just the power of nature.

There are always mercenaries who have risked their lives, like the Snow Bear master and his apprentice, who have either been fortunate or unfortunate enough to glimpse the mysteries of the far north.

Ever since I heard the snow bear tell the legend of the Snow Woman.

Li Zhexian then inquired about the Three Heavenly Kings of the Far North.

The ancient songs passed down among the old mercenaries now pierced my mind like icicles:
The snow falling everywhere is the Snow Maiden's long hair, the icicles jingling are the Ice Scorpion's body heat, and the Snow Demon King's panting has turned into a raging wind. Foolish and brave mercenaries, please do not take chances. When you set foot in the depths of the far north, you have already disturbed the gods!
The folk songs may contain exaggerations.

Yet it reveals the unpredictability of the Three Heavenly Kings of the Far North.

"Oscar! Raise it higher!"

below.

The Snow Demon King's huge foot stepped down.

In an instant, the area within a radius of a thousand meters was frozen.

With a sickeningly loud shattering sound, Frostfang Captain and dozens of mercenaries were reduced to dust along with the solid ice.

The piercing screams were mercilessly swallowed up by the wind and snow.

It only took a few breaths.

Nearly a thousand mercenaries have been killed or wounded in a chaotic scene.

The power of a ferocious beast over 100,000 years old is as terrifying as a natural disaster.

"Ji... Brother Ji! I... I can't hold on any longer!"

Oscar's face turned purple, and his voice was distorted with fear.

boom--

boom--

Titan Snow Demon King's enormous, molten gold-like eyes locked onto the nine ants in the air.

It merely glanced at me.

The oppressive force of the blizzard swept in.

Li Zhexian and his nine companions, their expressions drastically altered, plummeted towards the snow.

"Soul Fusion - Snowflakes Fall!"

Shui Bing'er and Xue Wu shouted.

The delicate snow-forged martial spirit danced gracefully around the ice phoenix.

The swirling snow was drawn by it.

A frenzy of convergence.

It transformed into an ice crystal phoenix with a wingspan of over ten meters.

"Wow—!"

The ice phoenix flaps its wings and sings a clear song.

The surrounding wind and snow transformed into countless ice blades.

With a resolute air.

It crashed headlong into the ferocious beast that blotted out the sky.

however.

Under the despairing gazes of Shui Bing'er and the other seven women.

Just as the Ice Phoenix rushed towards the ferocious beast.

It spewed out two thick white dragons from its nostrils.

Tsk-!
It was just his breath.

The once-powerful ice phoenix shattered like fragile glass.

It was fried into a shower of ice jelly.

Dissipated in the raging wind and snow.

whoosh-

whoosh-

The effects of the flying mushroom sausage are still present.

But Oscar simply couldn't keep going with eight people in such a raging blizzard.

He blushed and struggled to climb higher.

The nine people continued their unstoppable downward plunge. In the blink of an eye...

The nine people had fallen to the height of the Titan Snow Demon King's chest.

The flying, snow-white hairs were as thick as giant pythons; a mere graze would break tendons and bones.

Beneath the Snow Demon King, which is nearly two hundred meters tall.

The nine people were as insignificant as snowflakes.

at this time.

Titan Snow Demon King raised his colossal arm, and his massive, sky-covering palm slammed down on Li Zhexian and his nine companions.

The faint light brought by the aurora was instantly swallowed up.

The wind and snow were howling fiercely.

A terrifying threat is looming.

"Oscar!"

"Shui Bing'er, Shui Yue'er!"

"Jump--!!!"

As the five fingers, like giant pillars supporting the sky, crashed down, the gale-force wind made it hard to breathe.

Li Zhexian's roar echoed through the wind and snow.

In a hurry.

He made no further attempt to hide it.

The clear, natural sound burst forth from the throat.

Oscar, Shui Bing'er, and the other seven women almost instinctively withdrew their soul power, and their bodies fell freely.

The raging blizzard scattered them.

It narrowly escaped through the gaps between the giant hand that was tilting the sky.

The thin line between life and death.

Oscar snapped out of his daze, and fear suddenly gripped his face.

"This sound..."

The six women, including Shuiyue'er, were pale and still in shock.

Only Shui Bing'er stared at the young man in the black fur coat, whose clothes had also been blown off by the gale, and her beautiful blue eyes suddenly lit up.

How do you know my name?!

"Li Zhexian! It really is you!"

Nine people barely escaped the crushing giant hand.

Boom——! ! !
The giant hand slammed down on the snowfield.

In an instant.

The earth is shaking and the mountains are shaking.

The fierce energy stirred up snow waves tens of meters high.

It surged in all directions like a tsunami.

Nine people, including Li Zhexian, were thrown violently into the air.

Titan Snow Demon King raised his giant hand.

A deep, bottomless palm print was imprinted on the snow.

It was filled with a chilling aura.

It didn't stop; its giant arm swept across again.

The overwhelming palm carried the power to crush mountains.

He fanned the water ice floating in the air.

A powerful gust of wind swept through the palm.

A chilling aura of death enveloped Shui Bing'er.

"sister--!"

The heart-wrenching cries of Shuiyue'er and the six girls were drowned out by the wind and snow.

Watching as the Titan Snow Demon King's giant hand was about to smash Shui Bing'er into a bloody mist.

The sword intent that had been dormant for a year and a half.

Like a volcano that can't be suppressed.

It erupted suddenly from the blue lotus mark that appeared on Li Zhexian's forehead.

Clang——!!!
A clear, resonant sword cry, sharp as a tear in the fabric of fabric, pierced the clouds.

Suddenly, the wind and snow were torn apart.

Within three zhang of Li Zhexian's body.

All the wind and snow were reversed and surged upwards by the overwhelming sword energy.

He loosely clenched his right hand.

He reached out and grabbed at the swirling snowflakes in mid-air.

laugh--!
laugh--!
Countless snowflakes gathered in his palm, condensed, and took shape!
The sword intent of frost erupted.

A simple, ancient longsword, gleaming with a clear, jade-like luster, was suddenly grasped in Li Zhexian's hand.

Acquired the Azure Lotus Sword.

Li Zhexian's temperament has changed drastically.

His black fur coat was stained with so much snow that it vaguely turned white.

"Azure Lotus Sword..."

Li Zhexian uttered these three words.

The emotions it evoked were indescribable.

The Azure Lotus Sword was also humming.

It is responding to its master's longing.

The wind beneath Li Zhexian's feet exploded.

His figure transformed into a rainbow of light that tore through the wind and snow.

In an instant, a gap appeared between Shui Bing'er and the crushing giant hand...

(End of this chapter)