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

Chapter 190 Blood Wine, Li Zhexian Arrives in the City of Slaughter

The red and black wasteland was barren.

The jagged, grotesque rocks resemble the skinned remains of a soul beast.

But in this desolate land, a tavern stands.

squeak-

Li Zhexian pushed open the door.

A murky, bloody smell filled the air.

His gaze swept calmly across the interior of the tavern.

Everything inside the tavern was black. Even the dozen or so people sitting or leaning around seemed to have a layer of black mist over their faces.

As he stepped in.

The dozen or so people simultaneously turned their gazes... mocking, greedy, disdainful, and brutal, like a pack of wolves eyeing prey that had strayed into their territory.

Li Zhexian seemed oblivious.

I walked straight to the empty seat by the window.

Just as he was about to sit down...

"Bang!"

He stretched out one leg and kicked the chair away.

The man was so thin he was skin and bones, his bloodshot eyes bulged out, and a strong smell of blood made people nauseous even from several steps away.

He grinned, revealing yellowed teeth, his voice hoarse:

"Kid, do you even know the rules?"

"You didn't even drink Bloody Mary, so what the hell gives you the right to sit here?"

At this time.

A tavern owner dressed in stained black clothes.

He pushed a glass of thick, crimson liquid, clinging to the sides, in front of Li Zhexian.

"Drink."

The mockery in the dozen or so gazes grew even stronger.

Li Zhexian picked up the cup of scarlet, viscous liquid and placed it in front of him.

"Human blood?"

A slight smile appeared on the tavern owner's stiff face.

"To be precise, it's wine made from human blood."

"Ha! Kid, dare to drink it? If you don't dare, go home and drink milk..."

The skinny man sneered again.

The words have not yet fallen.

bang——

There was a muffled sound.

Li Zhexian reached out and grabbed the back of his head.

at the same time.

A faint humming sound emanated from the air.

One after another, nearly transparent swords of energy materialized.

The sword's cold tip pointed directly at the face of the gaunt man.

Li Zhexian suddenly tightened his grip on his head, forcefully crashing into the solid qi swords.

puff-

puff-

A series of muffled thuds, like skin being punctured.

The thin man's head instantly became a sieve spitting blood, with red and white substances mixed with blood spraying out in a radial pattern.

It splashed all over the surrounding floor, tables and chairs, and the blank face of a nearby onlooker.

Li Zhexian wiped his blood-stained hands on the clothes of the dazed onlooker's shoulder.

Only then did he pick up the Bloody Mary.

Take a sip.

Li Zhexian first raised his eyebrows slightly.

Then came undisguised disgust.

"What a stinky drink!"

"Inferior raw materials and subpar brewing techniques!"

"This thing doesn't even deserve to be called Bloody Mary!"

Say it.

Li Zhexian sat down in the empty seat.

Inside the tavern.

The mockery in those dozen or so gazes vanished.

Instead, a solemn expression appeared.

The tavern was filthy and didn't even have a decent drink.

Li Bai had absolutely no interest in staying.

How do I get to the Killing City?

The tavern owner gave a stiff laugh:
"The road to heaven is narrow, allowing only one person to pass at a time."

The words fell.

The stagnant air inside the tavern was instantly torn apart by the berserk soul power.

More than a dozen figures suddenly sprang up at almost the same time.

Some lunged at the nearest companion, while others locked onto the most dangerous target.

At least four or five attacks came at Li Zhexian.

A subtle, sharp aura gathered before Li Zhexian.

He loosely clenched his right hand.

Zheng——!
A clear, resonant sword rang out.

It drowned out all the noise.

A soul ring, shimmering with various attributes and imprinted with twelve sword feathers, condensed on the sword.

"Third Soul Skill - Twelve Calamities of the Azure Lotus".

Twelve green lotus swords surrounded more than ten people.

Among them, five Azure Lotus Swords exuded distinct sword intents.

In an instant.

The sword formation begins.

The tavern transformed into a purgatory sword domain. Starlight poured down like rain, ice and fire intertwined and exploded, gales tore everything apart, thunder roared and raged, and death devoured life!
Li Zhexian, however, seemed detached from the matter, picked up the Qingquan wine pot at his waist, tilted his head back, and took a swig.

It diluted the nauseating, foul-smelling taste of blood in my mouth.

After he put down the wine pot.

He casually wiped the corner of his mouth.

Thoughts moved slightly.

The sword formation collapsed instantly.

Only a dozen or so corpses remained, lying haphazardly in pools of blood.

Li Zhexian looked at the tavern owner.

"I'm the only one left."

The tavern owner forced himself to remain calm.

"You may be the last one, but your killing intent is insufficient..."

Zheng——

The words stopped abruptly.

A flash of sword light grazed the tavern owner's neck.

The spirit rings that had risen from the tavern owner's body suddenly went out.

His eyes widened in disbelief, and his head rolled off silently.

"They're all bad, just kill them all."

Li Zhexian surveyed his surroundings indifferently.

in the air.

Subtle wisps of sword energy appeared out of thin air.

The entire tavern was torn into dust from the inside out.

And right there in the same spot.

Huhu——

Huhu——

A deep, dark cave entrance, filled with the glow of blood.

They suddenly appeared where the tavern had disappeared.

Inside the cave entrance.

A foul odor, tinged with scarlet and carrying the smell of rust and sulfur, wafted out.

"Is this the entrance to the City of Slaughter?"

Without hesitation, Li Zhexian leaped into it.

As far as the eye can see.

It was all a thick, writhing, suffocating crimson.

Li Zhexian felt an incredibly strange sensation at that moment, as if he had been immersed in some kind of cold, viscous, and foul-smelling liquid.

You can clearly feel the smooth, enveloping sensation and the resistance.

Yet, it can breathe through its mouth and nose in a strange way.

The chilling aura was as if it were alive.

It penetrates the body in every possible way.

ear.

A cacophony of whispers rose and fell.

The furious roars, the jealous curses, the greedy chewing, the lewd moans... it was as if all the most filthy, depraved, and negative emotions in the world were manifested here.

During this nauseating journey.

Li Zhexian noticed that the presence of his soul ring was rapidly diminishing.

Even the soul ring that had been used to subdue the auspicious beast Yazi gradually lost its connection.

An invisible force of rules came to restrain us.

Vaguely.

Li Zhexian felt that all he could command seemed to be the Azure Lotus Sword itself.

"The origins of the Killing City are indeed extraordinary."

"Behind it stand two true deities."

I wonder how long I've been adrift in this viscous crimson and mental pollution.

feet.

Finally, I felt the solid touch of the ground.

My vision gradually adjusted to the dimness.

Li Zhexian raised his head and looked up.

All that could be seen above was an eternally frozen darkness.

On the canopy.

It was covered with scarlet cracks that pulsated and flowed slowly.

These cracks formed a giant crimson net that covered the entire dark sky.

At the center of this giant net, a purple moon is imprisoned, casting a sickly glow.

This scene.

Bizarre and magnificent.

This made Li Zhexian feel a chill all over his body.

He slowly exhaled.

Look ahead.

I saw...

At the edge of sight.

A colossal, pitch-black city lay lifelessly on the parched earth, exuding a heavy, oppressive atmosphere of despair.

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　　If we distribute the 8000 words evenly, this month, except for two days with 4000 words each, the young author has written 6000 words each time.

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　　This is the most I can do.

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　　It's gone today, and it was gone in the early morning too.

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