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

Chapter 227 Bibi Dong's Whale-like Ambition! A young man defends his home and country, even unto death, he has no regrets.
Bibi Dong rested her slender hand on her cheek, her expression indifferent.

five years ago.

Li Zhexian killed her once.

But by then, she had been fighting to the death with several top-ranked players, and she was already exhausted.

and.

Li Zhexian's sword strike was a suicidal move.

Burning everything, reaching the pinnacle of sublimation, unleashing that earth-shattering, deadly sword strike.

In terms of its own combat strength.

Five years ago, Li Zhexian should have been roughly equal to a slightly weaker Soul Saint.

The Soul Master is on par with the Soul Saint.

Such talent...

Bibi Dong's phoenix eyes opened and closed.

A wisp of dark purple soul power emanated from the corner of his eye, like a swirling poisonous mist.

She had to admit.

This child has kept her up at night.

below.

After a moment of silence.

Someone announced the news in a loud voice.

"Your Holiness the Pope!"

"Lord Salas led forty-two Soul Masters from the Heavenly Dou Branch Hall in a fierce battle against Li Zhexian!"

"result……"

"result……"

The messenger trembled violently and collapsed to his knees with a thud.

Bibi Dong slightly opened her eyes, parted her red lips, and uttered a single, cold word:
"explain."

"Including Lord Salas, all forty-three Soul Masters... perished."

"Lord Salas... his body has vanished without a trace."

"Li Zhexian... with the body of a Soul King... defeated a Soul Douluo powerhouse."

"The Heavenly Dou Branch Hall... is gone."

On the papal throne, shrouded in shadow.

Two sharp, dark purple beams suddenly pierced the darkness.

rustling—

rustling—

The magnificent papal palace trembled and hummed.

"Your Holiness, please calm your anger!"

"Your Holiness, please calm your anger!"

The person below slammed their forehead against the floor tiles with a loud thud.

An indescribable aura of terror swept out, sending the messenger flying out of the hall, his fate unknown.

"Rebellion...Contra..."

Bibi Dong slowly rose and stepped out from the depths of the shadows.

Her amethyst-like eyes now shimmered with an eerie, unsettling light.

The shimmering gold gown gradually smudged into a dark purple hue from the shoulders and neck, extending all the way to the floor-length, magnificent skirt, like a dark night unfolding.

"This child's growth is too frightening."

"Throughout the history of Douluo Continent, there has never been such a monstrous talent."

On the right side of the main hall.

Heavy footsteps sounded.

"His Majesty the Pope..."

A tall and imposing figure walked to the center of the hall.

He was over 2.5 meters tall, with his red hair standing on end like congealed blood, and his muscles were bulging like the roots of an ancient tree, making him look like a fleshy tower cast from violence and blood.

"May my Demon Bear go to the Heavenly Battle!"

"I will definitely get Li Zhexian's head back for you!"

Bibi Dong remained silent for a moment.

"Li Zhexian's importance is no less than that of a top three sects."

"If there is an opportunity, I, the Pope, will personally come to kill them."

"But he is currently in the Heavenly Battle Realm, and he must be protected by a titled expert."

She paused slightly in her speech.

"The Spirit Hall's grand plan cannot afford to fail."

"Once the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan are destroyed, there will be two fewer Title Douluos who were on good terms with Li Zhexian."

"At that time, I can take his life with the flick of my wrist."

"Moon Gate, Ghostly Phantom, Demonic Bear, Ghost Leopard..."

"His Majesty the Pope!"

Apart from Demon Bear Douluo.

Three more figures suddenly appeared in the hall.

The ghostly figure moved swiftly like smoke, and Yue Guan held a strange chrysanthemum in his hand, its gender indistinguishable.

The Ghost Leopard Douluo was a thin man, dressed in tight black clothes, his face covered by a mask, revealing only a pair of emotionless eyes.

"Secretly mobilize 10,000 Soul Masters."

"Start the Soul Hunting Plan ahead of schedule."

"One month later..."

"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Clan... not a single one will be spared!"

"Yes!"×4
That night, after a few drinks...

No one knows what Li Zhexian said to the four titled Chenxin.

All I know is when I left.

These four renowned experts, whose names resounded throughout the continent, all wore expressions of mixed joy and worry.

For some time afterward, Li Zhexian continued to spend time with his group of like-minded friends.

But this time we met.

It's no longer the simple playful fun of the past.

The young men and women sparred and tested each other's skills, their soul techniques surging.

They might sit together and discuss the turbulent events on the mainland, their words passionate and sparks flying.

Although they were just a group of teenagers who were just beginning to show their talent.

However, each of them was associated with a powerful force.

Inside Tiandou City.

A quiet and elegant garden.

In the long pavilion.

These young men and women are concerned about national affairs.

"Blazing fire, celestial water, divine wind, and thunder, all are rooted in the Heavenly Battle!"

Feng Xiaotian, his eye bruises still visible, stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the bustling city below, his voice heavy with thought:

"If the Spirit Hall harbors wolfish ambitions and ignites the flames of war!"

"We, the disciples of this academy, should use our courage and spirit to replace the weak and feeble spirit!"

"As it should be."

Yu Tianheng smiled slightly and said:

“I often hear students from the Faculty of Arts shouting, ‘If there is a war, we can exchange our pens for swords and guns, and a true man should die on the battlefield.’”

"I used to dislike those pedantic scholars the most, but I have to say..."

"That's what a man should do!"

"A true man should be like this, but don't forget that women are just as capable as men."

Shui Bing'er's ice-blue skirt fluttered lightly in the wind, making her appear aloof and independent.

"Tianshui College is a women's college."

"But when the country is in trouble, we will never stand idly by."

"Even though the North is far away and war is unlikely to reach us, we still have a heart that wants to serve our country."

"well said!"

Huo Wu and Shui Yue'er's beautiful eyes sparkled as they shouted in unison.

Feng Buyu, Huo Wushuang, Oscar, and others all gave the group of girls a thumbs up.

Li Zhexian's gaze swept over every young yet resolute face in the pavilion, finally settling on the distant, bustling yet peaceful outline of Tiandou City.

His voice was not loud.

Yet it reached everyone's ears clearly:

"The greater good of the nation and the direction of one's soul power are the backbone of a soul master. What my friends have said is absolutely right."

He paused, his gaze suddenly becoming distant and desolate:
"But if war breaks out, what we seek is not 'proof,' but only 'protection.'"

"Protect the smoke rising from these streets and alleys, protect the sound of students reciting their lessons in the school, protect the pristine snowfield in Bing'er's eyes, protect the enduring glory of the family in Brother Tianheng's heart, and protect the myriad lights that Brother Buyu is gazing upon at this moment..."

"Let us cherish the youthful spirit that allows us to drink and discuss the world together at the pavilion today."

He raised his wine glass.

Looking around at my close friends.

Even if I die, I will have no regrets!

Everyone was filled with excitement, and they all raised their glasses and clinked them together.

Even if I die, I will have no regrets!

The fine wine and liquor flowed down my throat, and my passion burned even brighter.

"correct……"

Yu Tianheng looked at the white-robed youth with a gentle smile on his lips.

"I've been enjoying myself too much lately and almost forgot something."

“Brother Immortal, my younger brother Tianxin has been confined to his home by my grandfather and has been unable to keep our five-year promise.”

"He asked me to give his regards to your master and asked you to save him a cup of wine."

Li Zhexian chuckled and shook his head.

That unruly boy still harbored the desire to become an apprentice.

"I also remembered something."

Huo Wushuang replied:

"Gentlemen, have you ever seen Brother Huyan?"

"Since Xiangjia Academy did not make it to the finals, I was afraid that Brother Huyan was unaware of the agreement, so I wrote this letter to inform him."

Why didn't he come?

Everyone looked at each other.

Hesitantly, they all shook their heads.

For that heroic young man who was over two meters tall and whose martial soul was a diamond mammoth, and his seven brothers, including him, whose names were "strength to uproot mountains and spirit to cover the world".

Huo Wushuang, Feng Buyu, Feng Xiaotian and others left a deep impression on me.

Li Bai finished the last of his wine, turned to look at the green forest swaying in the wind, and said softly:
"Elephant Armor Academy has been separated from the Elemental Academy."

"Behind this, the entire Xiangjia sect migrated away from Tiandou."

"..."

The pavilion fell silent instantly.

Everyone understood what this meant.

There will always be some forces that will not choose to stand on the side of Heavenly Dou, unlike them.

Li Zhexian silently sipped his wine, one sip at a time, a trace of indescribable sadness flickering in the depths of his lowered eyes.

He seemed to see again that burly figure who stumbled and struggled to force him to drink strong liquor.

That hearty laughter still echoes in my ears.

"Brother Huyan..."

"If we meet again on the battlefield someday."

"We are about to go to war."

(End of this chapter)