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

Chapter 241 The Spirit Hall Suffers a Defeat, Li Zhexian's Desire, and Bibi Dong's Wrath

Two titled Douluo of the Spirit Hall have fallen.

This battle.

Victory or defeat is decided.

below.

A mixture of awe and reverence filled the eyes as they fixed on the figures standing in mid-air.

Especially that white-clad youth who remained untouched by the blood rain.

Such an age.

He participated in the battle of Title Douluo and even orchestrated the fall of one Title Douluo.

Such achievements.

It was truly earth-shattering.

Ning Rongrong gazed up at Li Zhexian with a dreamy look.

The grief over the fall of his comrades in the sect had not yet subsided when he descended like a god, securing victory with a single sword strike.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was spared countless casualties because of this sword strike.

Ning Rongrong knew...

In this lifetime, there is no room for a second person in her heart.

Dust Heart's sword light cascaded like a waterfall as he fought two opponents alone.

Yue Guan and Gui Mei were already terrified and were beginning to consider retreating.

At this moment, they were completely outmatched and at a disadvantage.

call--

call--

The blood rain was torn apart and flew diagonally by the strong wind.

Gu Rong, Feng Bailong, and Dugu Bo moved swiftly, occupying three sides and forming an encirclement.

Four directions.

Only one side remains empty.

Yue Guan and Gui Mei's expressions changed drastically. They joined forces to withstand Chen Xin's sword strike and were about to escape into the gap.

Zheng——!
A crimson sword aura materialized out of thin air.

And then it vanished without a sound.

He was replaced by Li Zhexian.

"With your..."

"You also want to block my side?"

"Li Zhexian, do you think you can contend with a Title Douluo?!"

Yue Guan's urgent tone was laced with disdain and murderous intent.

"You are welcome to give it a try."

Li Zhexian's handsome face was completely indifferent.

Clang——!
The sword-like energy from the Dazhui point soared into the sky.

The overwhelming sword intent caused the surrounding blood rain to surge upwards.

Seven Azure Lotus Swords hummed around him, each containing a different sword intent, their shimmering light accompanied by a pervasive killing intent.

His Myriad Manifestations Sword Art has already begun to take shape.

"evildoer……"

The ghost gritted its teeth and squeezed out two words.

Right now.

Chen Xin, Gu Rong, Dugu Bo, and Feng Bailong charged in.

Yue Guan and Gui Mei exchanged a glance and simultaneously released their martial spirits.

"Soul Fusion Skill - Yin-Yang Stillness Domain!"

hum-

An invisible ripple of energy.

The impact rippled outwards from where the two martial souls collided.

Wherever the ripples reached—

The rain of blood froze.

The terror on the faces of the Soul Masters on the battlefield below is frozen in time.

Even the four members of Chenxin were abruptly halted in mid-air as they charged forward.

"Moon Pass! Retreat immediately!"

A ghostly roar.

Yue Guan's murderous gaze was fixed on the still Li Zhexian.

"This boy is extraordinary. If we cannot kill him with one blow, once Chen Xin and the others recover, we will have no chance of escape!"

Yue Guan's eyes sharpened.

Finally, he withdrew his gaze.

Their soul power surged, transforming into two streaks of light that shot towards the only path to survival to the north.

click -

Kaka-

A moment later.

A crisp cracking sound rang out, like glass shattering.

boom--!
The static realm of Yin and Yang shattered with a deafening roar.

An invisible wave of energy swept out, completely washing away the blood rain that filled the sky.

"Damn it, those two got away!"

Gu Rong said angrily.

"That's fine, Senior Gu Rong."

A slight smile appeared on Li Zhexian's cold face.

"Moon Pass and Ghostly Demon working together are not easy to kill."

"The fall of two of the Spirit Hall's top titles today is enough to break Bibi Dong's heart."

A mournful wail came from below.

This brought Li Zhexian and Chenxin back to their senses.

Looking down at the ground.

On the Spirit Hall's side, two of their four Title Douluos died and two escaped. Having lost their pillar, the Spirit Master army, despite its numerical advantage, had its morale shattered and its fighting spirit utterly gone.

The army was defeated like a mountain.

Thousands of soul masters were terrified and fled in all directions, crying out in despair.

Ning Fengzhi's figure landed before the crumbling gate of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, his voice as chilling as a gust of wind from the deepest hell:

"kill!"

"Not a single member of the Spirit Hall will be spared!"

The fighting continued from midnight until dawn.

The once beautiful and fertile Qibao Mountain Range is now filled with the aura of blood and corpses.

Blood flowed into streams, washing over the cracks in the ground.

This battle was extremely fierce!

Despite being fully prepared, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School still suffered more than a thousand casualties among its three thousand disciples under the onslaught of a massive army of ten thousand Soul Masters!

The Spirit Hall suffered even greater casualties!
Two Title Douluo have fallen!

Of the ten thousand Soul Masters, only one in ten survived!

The thousand survivors, like stray dogs, fled the Qibao Mountains in a panic.

The council hall of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

The atmosphere was solemn.

Ning Fengzhi sat upright in the main seat, his face pale, his eyes devoid of any light, only showing deep weariness and sorrow.

Although this battle was a great victory.

But the blood of the sect's disciples stained this victory with an unbearable heaviness.

It makes people not happy.

Chen Xin and Gu Rong sat on either side of Ning Fengzhi.

Below them are Feng Bailong, Dugu Bo, and Li Zhexian.

Ning Fengzhi slowly rose to his feet, and Chen Xin and Gu Rong stood solemnly in response.

The three bowed deeply to Feng Bailong, Dugu Bo, and Li Zhexian.

"Sect Master Feng, Senior Dugu, Immortal..."

"This assistance has preserved the foundation of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. We will never forget this kindness!"

Ning Fengzhi's voice was hoarse.

The three of them quickly stood up to return the greeting.

Ning Fengzhi's gaze fell on Li Zhexian with a complicated expression:
"Exiled Immortal..."

"You made outstanding contributions to this battle, from early warning and planning to personally participating in the fighting."

"Things of the past..."

He paused slightly, his gaze sweeping over Ning Rongrong below, who was clutching the hem of her clothes, her face pale, before finally letting out a sigh.

"Never mind... Anyway..."

"Immortal, if you need anything, the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will be your strongest support."

Li Zhexian bowed and thanked him.

He hesitated for a moment, then said seriously:

"Operation Soul Hunting..."

"The Spirit Hall has three objectives."

"In the battle against the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, they suffered a crushing defeat with heavy casualties."

"Or they might not dare to launch a rash attack on the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family again."

"But we must be on guard!"

"Senior Yu Yuanzhen is presiding over the family and was unable to come to help this time."

"However, many of the formations and traps in this battle came from the Blue Lightning family."

"As we previously agreed..."

Gu Rong immediately said:
"The Dust Heart Sword guards the sect."

“Immortal, I will accompany you to the Blue Lightning Clan.”

Feng Bailong and Dugu Boyi also said:

"And the two of us."

"Only by helping each other can we call upon assistance when the Wind Sword Sect and the Heavenly Dou Empire encounter danger in the future."

Li Zhexian serves as a link connecting several major forces.

These are the steps.

Naturally, he needs to do it personally.

Of course, he also had his own desires.

With a thought flashing through his mind, Li Zhexian solemnly bowed deeply to the seniors:
"Once the Blue Lightning family matter is settled..."

"The matter entrusted to me by the banished immortal..."

It's rare to see a young man so serious.

Chen Xin, Gu Rong, Dugu Bo, and Feng Bailong all laughed loudly:

"Rest assured, immortal."

"At that time, we will accompany you on a trip to the Starry Sky Forest."

"With the addition of that old dragon, Yu Yuanzhen, there's no chance of anything going wrong."

Li Zhexian breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a great weight lifted from his heart.

"I, the banished immortal, thank you all, seniors."

at the same time.

Wuhun City, the Pope's Palace.

A deathly silence enveloped the magnificent hall.

Bibi Dong, seated high on her throne, gripped the supreme scepter, her hand slowly tightening...

click -

click -

A metallic groan.

In the deathly silent hall.

It sounded particularly jarring and alarming...

(End of this chapter)