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

Chapter 289 Li Zhexian Meets Qian Daoliu, the Unrivaled Man of Our Time
Bibi Dong's voice was gentle.

To outsiders, everything seemed normal.

Those who faced her imposing aura, including Chen Xin and Feng Bailong, couldn't help but stiffen.

Originating from Bibi Dong, a torrent of dark purple soul power swept out, intertwined with wisps of malevolent divinity, crushing down on them like the collapse of the heavens.

It was an evil aura that transcended the mortal realm.

It was a mixture of decay and death.

It was almost suffocating.

The top of the sacred mountain.

The atmosphere was solemn.

The worshippers stood silently.

Even the usually carefree Light Feather Douluo stopped swaying on the swing.

The Second Elder, Golden Crocodile Douluo, strode forward, looked at Bibi Dong, whose evil aura soared to the heavens and stirred up celestial phenomena, and said in a deep voice:

"Bibi Dong is about to become a god."

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's do it!"

With a flick of his wrist, the Ice Crystal Longbow materialized in the Light Feather Douluo's hand, his tone slightly hurried:

"Are Xue'er and that rascal Zhe Xian still down there?"

Golden Crocodile Douluo grabbed Guang Ling's wrist, his voice low and deep:

"How could the Grand Master not know what happened down the mountain?"

"With the Grand Master here, Xue'er will be fine."

"I have come here precisely to seek out Li Zhexian, as the Grand Master wishes to see him."

"Ok?"

This statement came out.

The worshippers all had solemn expressions.

Just as that soul power, tainted with the Rakshasa God's power, was about to touch the three sects' seats.

Qian Renxue snorted coldly, her Radiant Soul Power flowing in her palm, and she was about to take a step forward.

The next moment.

Li Zhexian gently took her hand and stepped forward first, blocking the way for the others.

He looked up at Bibi Dong, who sat on the throne. At this moment, the latter seemed to have twisted into an infinitely tall, dark purple shadow, exuding an overwhelming aura of evil.

Li Zhexian's body shimmered with a glassy luster, and a hazy, clear light flowed naturally around him.

The moment the dark purple Rakshasa divine power and the decaying aura touched him, they melted away instantly, like ice and snow meeting the sun, and could not advance any further.

This is the flawless and immaculate body that pure-blooded dragons all strive for.

Ning Fengzhi, Feng Bailong, and Yu Yuanzhen placed their hands on Li Zhexian's shoulders almost simultaneously.

The three voices were calm, yet each word was firm and resounding:

"I only hope that His Holiness the Pope will remember the reasons for becoming emperor as I said today, and not start a war on the continent. Otherwise, even if my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is weak, I will still defend my country."

"The same applies to the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family."

"Wind Sword Sect, we share the same heart."

The words of the three sect leaders echoed throughout the square.

The atmosphere suddenly became stagnant.

The aura of the Soul Master army gradually grew fierce, and faint whistling sounds could be heard in the air.

And just then.

Bibi Dong raised her hand and made a pressing motion.

The storm of soul power immediately subsided.

"As expected of the three upper sects, they have their own integrity and perseverance. This Pope is very pleased."

"In half a month, I, the Pope, will hold my coronation ceremony in Wuhun City and invite all soul masters in the world to witness this grand event."

Perhaps out of consideration for the large number of people present, or perhaps because she felt that it was not a good time to start a war with the three upper sects, Bibi Dong did not choose to make a move.

Li Zhexian, along with Ning Fengzhi and the others, were about to leave.

Suddenly, his ear twitched.

His expression turned slightly serious as he addressed Feng Bailong, Dugu Bo, and the others:

"Seniors, please wait a moment. I have some matters to attend to."

"Immortal, what is so important?"

Ning Fengzhi frowned and said:

“Bibi Dong is extremely dangerous. We should leave as soon as possible unless absolutely necessary.”

Li Zhexian looked at Qian Renxue and said softly:

"It's that one from the sacred mountain..." "He wants to see me."

"On the sacred mountain..."

Upon hearing this, Chen Xin, Feng Bailong, and the others all became solemn.

They naturally knew that the so-called "one on the sacred mountain" referred to Qian Daoliu, one of the victors of the Tianji Martial Arts Tournament decades ago, who was hailed as the strongest invincible in the world.

"Immortal, would you like us to accompany you?"

Even after witnessing Bibi Dong's current cunning.

But deep down they still felt...

Qian Daoliu is no less than Bibi Dong.

Li Zhexian laughed and said:
"Rest assured, seniors, this trip will be safe."

"Immortal, why does my grandfather suddenly want to see you?"

Qian Renxue spread her angel wings and carried Li Zhexian through the rosy clouds and sea of ​​clouds, flying towards the mountain peak hidden in the clouds.

The sacred mountain is surrounded by mysterious formations. Even those with titles will find it difficult to reach the summit if they do not understand how to navigate these formations.

"If even you don't know, then I certainly don't know either."

Li Zhexian chuckled and shook his head, then continued:
"It's probably something between you and me."

Qian Renxue's jade-like cheeks flushed slightly. She stole a glance at him, her beautiful eyes filled with both joy and nervousness, and quickly said:
"Immortal, rest assured!"

"With me here, no one can make things difficult for you!"

Li Zhexian laughed and said:
"I'm not worried about that."

"To be honest, I've long wanted to meet this... the legendary invincible person of our time."

Not long after.

The two climbed to the top of the sacred mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, glimpses of the Angel Temple could occasionally be seen through the gaps in the seven-colored rainbow.

But when the angel statue, which embraced the golden palace and stood a thousand meters tall, was fully revealed before him, a trace of shock still flashed across Li Zhexian's eyes.

"Is this the only place in the Douluo Continent where the lineage of gods is orderly?"

"You celestial being, you've arrived?"

Several figures with auras as deep as abyss strode over.

Guangling took the lead and flashed in front of Li Zhexian, a bright smile spreading across his handsome face.

Li Zhexian smiled knowingly, and the treasure pouch gleamed slightly.

One after another, novel and interesting items from the marketplace were piled up in front of Guangling, making his eyes light up again and again.

"Hahahahaha!"

"Good! Good lad! I'm growing to like you more and more!"

Guangling scooped up a handful with both hands, grinning from ear to ear.

Qian Renxue stood smiling beside Li Zhexian.

Just as Li Zhexian was about to pay his respects to the other five retainers, Guangling waved his hand:
"Alright, I'll take care of things here for you!"

"Hurry into the temple, the High Priest has been waiting for a long time!"

Li Zhexian gave Guangling a grateful smile, and then simply bowed to the five attendants.

Only then did he follow Qian Renxue toward the Temple of Angels.

The bright and holy corridor is adorned with angelic feathers.

Simply stepping onto the white jade floor tiles brings a touch of warmth to the heart, unconsciously bringing peace of mind.

Follow Qian Renxue into a hall with a built-in statue of a deity.

Li Zhexian immediately spotted a golden-haired figure in a gray robe sitting with his back to the wall at the far end of the hall, where a beam of sunlight shone.

The person concealed their aura completely, appearing like an ordinary mortal.

Yet, even Li Zhexian, now possessing immense power, felt a sense of disorientation as he sat quietly in the light…

Just moments ago it was a silhouette, and now it's blended into the sunlight—it's truly mysterious.

"Xue'er, go and fetch the Qingguang Tea for Grandpa."

Qian Renxue frowned slightly.

Instead, she reached out and took Li Zhexian's arm.

The ethereal voice rang out again, seemingly tinged with a hint of helplessness:
"Don't worry, Grandpa won't make things difficult for him."

"Your presence makes it inconvenient for me to speak with him."

Qian Renxue remained motionless until Li Zhexian gently moved his arm, at which point she hesitantly withdrew from the hall.

"Mastering the profound sword path, possessing a flawless and immaculate body, and adorned with auspicious beasts and a soul ring from a 100,000-year-old soul beast..."

"Young man, you are indeed the most outstanding genius I have ever seen in my life."

(End of this chapter)