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

Chapter 288 The Elder of the Clear Sky Sect Injures Tang San; Bibi Dong Establishes a Kingdom and Declares Herself Empress

on the square.

A dark purple halo suddenly appeared.

In a few breaths, the light shifted, and Li Zhexian and Qian Renxue stepped out hand in hand.

The young man was dressed in white, with an ethereal and lotus-like temperament. His eyes were clear and bright, like a sword hidden in its sheath, concealing a world-shaking sharpness.

The girl's angel wings fluttered gently behind her, her beauty otherworldly, her expression serene and holy.

Only when her gaze fell upon the young man beside her did she reveal a captivating smile.

Such a perfect couple suddenly appeared.

In particular, the residual power of Li Zhexian's earth-shattering sword strike in the secret realm just now still lingers.

Outside the square.

The crowd fell into a deathly silence.

Then an uproar erupted.

"Li Zhexian has finally appeared!"

"A peerless beauty paired with an unparalleled genius, they are truly a match made in heaven!"

"What a terrifying sword strike! It severed the arm of the scythe-wielding demon with a single blow! Li Zhexian's sword has become even sharper!"

"At such a young age, Li Zhexian possesses the combat power of a titled warrior; he is terrifying indeed!"

"I ask you, with an ordinary title, who would dare to challenge its might?"

not far away.

On top of a tall building.

Several elders of the Haotian Sect and Tang Sanzang were behind the railing.

"This kid has gotten even stronger!"

Fifth Elder Tang Gang clenched his fists so tightly they cracked, and said resentfully:
"The death of the Seventh Elder and the humiliation suffered by the Haotian Sect were all caused by him!"

"If we don't eliminate them soon, they will become a major threat!"

Second Elder Tang Yue watched from afar as the white-robed youth was greeted by Chen Xin, Feng Bailong, and the others, and gritted his teeth, saying:
"Li Bai has grown strong enough to command respect!"

"These several forces with titles are all on good terms with him!"

"Even in terms of individual strength, it would be difficult for this old man to defeat him!"

"We can only discuss everything with the sect leader after we return to the sect!"

All of a sudden.

The atmosphere inside the building was as heavy as iron.

Tang Yue glanced at Tang San out of the corner of his eye and saw that Tang San's expression was calm, as if it were none of his business.

His tiger-like eyes narrowed suddenly, and anger rose in his heart.

Bang-!
Several pieces of ore, brimming with soul power, suddenly shot towards Tang San.

"You feel nothing at all that your sect has been humiliated?!"

"If it weren't for collecting these broken stones for you..."

"How could I possibly delay providing support?!"

"Perhaps the seventh brother wouldn't have died!!"

in rage.

The power of a titled Douluo's physical body erupted.

The ore made a sharp sound as it cut through the air, striking like an arrow.

Tang San's expression suddenly changed. He dared not be negligent and his sixty-first level of soul power erupted, activating the Tang Sect's ultimate technique—the Mysterious Jade Hand.

His palms instantly turned as white as jade as he used the Tang Clan's ingenious method of deflecting force to catch the flying stones.

however.

A wrathful strike from someone who has had their account banned is no easy feat!
The moment the ore reached his hand, Tang San's expression changed drastically.

Bang-!
Bang-!
Several muffled thuds followed.

His right arm joints cracked, and he staggered backward.

Each step sank deep into the wooden floorboards, finally crashing into the beams and pillars with a thunderous roar, causing the entire pavilion to tremble.

Seeing Tang San kneeling on one knee, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, the elders, including Tang Yue, looked down at him with icy voices:

"You and Li Zhexian were of the same generation."

“Li Zhexian’s physical body has reached the state of perfection, while you can’t even catch a pebble that I casually throw.”

"Tang San..."

"Compared to Li Bai, the banished immortal."

"You are nothing but trash."

Tang San was panting heavily, the pain of his shattered right arm piercing his heart.

But it's nothing compared to the humiliation of being called "trash".

He lowered his head and remained silent, his long, dark blue hair concealing his expression, only blood dripping onto the ground.

a long time.

He raised his hand tremblingly and forced a bow, his voice low and hoarse:

"Tang San..."

"Thank you, Second Elder, for the stone."

"Tang San will remember what I have said today."

Seeing Tang San's attitude, Tang Yue could no longer punish him. He snorted coldly, turned away, and left.

"Your strength is too weak. Keeping you in the sect will only wear you down."

"From this day forward, leave the Haotian Sect and go out to gain experience." "I will inform the Sect Master of this matter."

"……Yes."

Tang San responded in a low voice, clutched his arm, and staggered away.

"We should also be leaving now."

Tang Yue's gaze fell on the white-robed youth, a fierce killing intent flashing deep in his eyes.

"Upon returning to the sect, the most important task is to inform the sect leader that the Hall of Offerings is likely to be born soon."

"If all else fails, the Haotian Sect should temporarily avoid confrontation."

"To retreat from the world once more."

That end of the square.

Li Zhexian and Qian Renxue had already taken their seats at the Wind Sword Sect's banquet.

He smiled and bowed to Chen Xin, Feng Bailong, Dugu Bo, and the others who rose to greet him.

"Thank you for your concern, seniors."

Ning Fengzhi smiled gently:

"It's good that you're safe and sound."

Before the pleasantries were finished...

Li Zhexian suddenly sensed something and looked up towards the direction of the throne.

Bibi Dong happened to be looking over as well.

Even though Jade Moss is in the way.

However, Li Zhexian could also clearly sense Bibi Dong's gaze.

Even with Qian Renxue by her side.

The chilling smile on her lips hadn't faded in the slightest.

What alarmed Li Zhexian even more was the oppressive aura emanating from Bibi Dong…

Like an abyss descending upon the world, or a demon bringing calamity.

"Perfectly passed the Rakshasa God's test..."

Li Zhexian felt a chill run down his spine.

The future Bibi Dong may be even more terrifying than the original story.

Dugu Bo's deep voice echoed in his mind:
"Immortal, be careful, this woman is not in a good state."

Li Zhexian nodded solemnly.

Just as the group was about to exchange words...

Suddenly, streams of dark purple soul power converged above Martial Soul City, condensing into a giant bell, magnificent and majestic, hanging in the sky.

Bibi Dong stood up.

With a sudden flick of his sleeve.

clang--! ! !
The tolling of bells echoed throughout the city, accompanied by her majestic voice:
"The Seven Sects Re-election Ceremony has now come to a successful conclusion."

"Congratulations to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Family, and the Wind Sword School for being promoted to the new top three schools."

"Since all the other sects have been eliminated, the Pope will select the next four sects at a later date."

The sound faded for a moment.

The entire city's Soul Masters responded in unison:

"I will obey His Holiness the Pope's decree!"

The powerful figures from various sects looked at each other in bewilderment, and then bowed in agreement.

As the commotion subsided.

Bibi Dong spoke again.

However, her next words caused Li Zhexian, Ning Fengzhi, and the others to change their expressions drastically.

"Now that the three sects have been established, they should set an example for all sects in the world and jointly shoulder the important tasks of the mainland."

"Taking this opportune moment, I, the Pope, hereby proclaim to the world..."

"The Spirit Hall has been established for a thousand years and enjoys the trust and respect of all the spirit masters in the world. Spirit City is also known as the Holy City."

"To help the path of Soul Masters flourish, the Spirit Hall shall be established as a nation from this day forward."

"National name: Martial Soul, Era name: Soul Beginning".

The entire Wuhun City fell silent for a moment.

Then erupted a deafening cheer:
"Congratulations to His Holiness the Pope!" ×3
"Congratulations to the Spirit Empire!" ×3
From both sides of the square.

The army of Soul Masters marched in in orderly ranks, their steps causing the earth to tremble.

The overwhelming soul power transformed into a tidal wave in the sky, like a cluster of colorful clouds gathering above Martial Soul City, making it difficult for people to breathe.

The powerful figures from various sects glanced at the silent Li Zhexian and the others, sighed helplessly, and bowed one after another:

"Congratulations to His Holiness the Pope!" ×3
"Congratulations to the Spirit Empire!" ×3
Bibi Dong spread her arms slightly, and her vast soul power surged out like a tide, lifting everyone up.

She placed her hands folded in front of her.

His gaze fell once again on the location of Li Zhexian and the others.

That gentle voice boomed like thunder in everyone's ears:

"Gentlemen of the Three Sects."

"This Pope establishes a nation and proclaims himself Emperor."

Why... do you not offer your congratulations?

(End of this chapter)