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

Chapter 315 Comprehending the Sword Intent of Time, the Submission of the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger

Do you want me to help you with your spiritual practice?

Absolutely impossible!

"Roar--!"

The roar of the Dark Demon Tiger shook the ancient trees, revealing the indomitable and arrogant nature of this beast king.

Bang!
Li Zhexian's fist gleamed with a glassy luster, comparable to a body with a title. He swung his fist and struck the tiger's head squarely.

"You think I'm discussing this with you?"

This punch.

The blows left the evil tiger dizzy and disoriented.

Amidst a roar of pain, blood spurted from between its fangs.

"Dissatisfied?"

"Still yelling?"

Li Zhexian flipped over and mounted the tiger's neck, his fists raining down like raindrops, so fast that they left afterimages.

Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Erming, standing nearby, grinned from ear to ear and cheered loudly:
"Brothers, you did a great job hammering me!"

"This guy deserves to be beaten to a pulp!"

"If you don't beat it into submission, it'll still bare its teeth at you!"

In the sea of ​​knowledge.

The Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm looked on with trepidation.

"That immortal brother is too ruthless..."

"Won't he hit me like that in the future?"

About half an hour later.

The evil tiger was on its last breath, its huge head lying limply on the ground, and the blood overflowing from its mouth stained the earth beneath it.

"Roar……"

This low growl was devoid of its previous arrogance, only showing submission.

Li Zhexian snorted coldly.

He tore off the tiger's fur and wiped the blood off his fist.

He wasn't worried at all that this cunning, evil tiger wouldn't submit, because the more intelligent a creature is, the more it cherishes its life.

"You'll have about an incense stick's time to recover."

"Then come with me to the Lake of Life to cultivate."

"Why hasn't the banished immortal returned yet?"

Zhu Zhuqing gazed in the direction the boy had left, her pretty face unable to conceal her worry.

Xiao Wu stood to the side, her pink eyes also flashing with anxiety.

"With Erming and the Zhexian brothers joining forces, that evil tiger won't be able to cause any trouble."

That's what Da Ming said.

Seeing that the two girls' expressions hadn't softened, I could only sigh softly:
"I'll take you to find the Immortal Brothers."

The words just fell.

It suddenly looked up.

Looking out into the gradually darkening woods.

A pair of scarlet eyes suddenly appeared.

Daming exhaled billowing white mist, and his massive body moved with a roar, protecting Xiaowu and Zhu Zhuqing.

After a few breaths.

A giant hand parted the ancient wood.

Erming strode out carrying a giant club, followed by the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger with its bat wings incomplete.

On the tiger's back, the young man in white sat calmly.

"Excommunicate the Immortal!"

Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu were overjoyed and quickly went to greet them.

Da Ming also breathed a sigh of relief.

Upon seeing that Li Zhexian was using the evil tiger as a mount, a hint of shock flashed across his azure beast eyes.

"Er Ming..."

Erming landed beside Daming, his tone full of admiration:

"The strength of the Immortal Brothers is terrifying."

"Even you, the Great Ming, might not be able to win."

Da Ming was somewhat stunned.

I remember the first time I met Li Zhexian.

The latter was a young boy who had rushed to the Lake of Life in a disheveled state to save his partner.

In just a few short years, it has grown to this extent.

"Er Ming..."

"Perhaps our turning point wasn't about not choosing to become human ten thousand years ago..."

"Instead, I met the brothers, the banished immortals."

After explaining things to Da Ming, Er Ming, Zhu Zhuqing, and Xiao Wu.

Li Zhexian went into seclusion again.

He sat cross-legged on a blue stone by the lake. Beside him, the Dark Demon Tiger roared and its scorpion tail suddenly shot out, touching him.

Space shattered, a black hole spread, swallowing a man and a beast into an unknown realm.

Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu, who were watching from a distance, remained calm despite their surprise.

The Great Ming python's tail swayed gently, its bells jingling, and it said to the Second Ming:

"Remember back then..."

"Only by using our combined domains could we break free from the evil technique of the Evil Tiger."

"It is truly astonishing that the brothers of the banished immortals would forge a sword using this."

In the familiar dark space.

Li Zhexian looked down at his palm, which was gradually shrinking, and felt his own power rapidly dissipating...

He continued to see various illusions:

Fallen leaves return to their branches, melting snow turns into clouds, old houses are restored, and hourglasses turn backward.

These are all scenes of time flowing backward.

He too reverted to his childlike form. Though shrouded in the power of time, the confusion in Li Zhexian's eyes grew ever deeper.

What exactly is time?
"The Immortal Brother".

The Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm sighed helplessly in its sea of ​​consciousness:

Time is ephemeral, formless and intangible.

"It's almost impossible for you to comprehend time."

Li Zhexian seemed not to hear.

He stood on the arena in endless darkness, once again engaging in battle with the young evil tiger.

To wield a sword while being a child.

It was also a chance to hone one's skills in the art of swordsmanship.

Besides studying the Time Sword, he wouldn't miss this rare opportunity to hone his skills.

The same applies to the Dark Demon God Tiger.

It is also taking this opportunity to hone its skills.

Just one win...

Just once...

It could tear this terrifying boy to pieces.

in the dark.

The sounds of swords clashing and tigers roaring mingled together.

This marks the beginning of a journey of refinement.

April passed in the blink of an eye.

From the arrival of the first snow to the gradual fading of winter.

Li Zhexian experienced hundreds of time rewinds and battles in the arena of life and death.

On the dark arena.

The young evil tiger was surrounded by surging black mist, and its body transformed into a streak of light as it pounced forward.

The speed is much faster than it was four months ago.
The child raised his finger like a sword, several sword intents flowing from his fingertip, and suddenly slashed upwards diagonally.

The evil tiger let out a miserable howl, a hideous wound splitting open on its waist and abdomen, and it staggered backward.

Its bloodshot eyes revealed utter frustration as it expertly stomped the ring.

The arena crumbled, and light returned.

The man and the beast returned to the shores of the Lake of Life.

"I have thoroughly reviewed and learned new skills in all eight sword intents."

"Only the sword intent of time..."

Li Zhexian frowned, gazing at the misty lake.

The Dark Demon God Tiger lay to the side licking its wounds. Seeing the bewildered look on the terrifying boy's face, a human-like mockery appeared on the tiger's face.

Even though it hasn't won a single game since April.

But it simply didn't believe that the boy could comprehend the power of time.

Even the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger clan only managed to glimpse a trace of it by borrowing the power of the evil god.

How could humans possibly comprehend time?

Bang!
The giant club crashed down, striking the tiger's head squarely.

The Dark Demon God Tiger flapped its healed bat wings, turned its head fiercely, and roared at Erming.

Erming, holding a stick, grinned:

"When did it become your turn to bare your teeth?"

"Believe it or not, I'll tell Brother Immortal?"

The Dark Demon God Tiger's blood-red pupils shrank slightly.

It stared intently at Erming for a moment.

In the end, he suppressed his boiling murderous intent, slowly turned around, and continued to lick his wounds.

"Ugh……"

The Ming Dynasty said in a deep voice:
"To fathom the power of time is as difficult as ascending to heaven."

"Even the mighty brothers, who are as powerful as the banished immortals, could not enter the gate."

Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu, having exited their cultivation state, looked at the white-clad figure by the lake and said softly but firmly:
"You immortal, you can definitely do it."

“Brother Immortal, now I understand why you are so powerful at such a young age.”

Tianmeng Ice Silkworm sighed:
"With your passion for swordsmanship, there is nothing in the world that cannot be accomplished."

We spent four months together.

It increasingly felt...

It wasn't that Li Zhexian was fortunate enough to be favored by this million-year-old soul beast, but rather that it was fortunate enough to become Li Zhexian's wisdom soul ring.

Li Zhexian remained calm and composed.

His right hand rested on the hilt of the Azure Lotus Sword hanging at his waist.

In April, I nurtured my sword, and its essence gradually fused with my own power; I wonder how potent it will become.

His soul power also advanced further, reaching level seventy-five.

The only thing he still couldn't grasp was the essence of the sword technique of time.

Is time truly beyond our comprehension?

day and night.

Li Bai, the banished immortal, stood quietly by the lake.

In late winter, the thin ice on the lake had not yet melted, and the surrounding area was silent, with only the sound of the cold wind rustling through the bare branches and the occasional low cry of a spirit beast.

The boy in white seemed to blend into the desolate late winter.

until—

A withered leaf falls onto the ice, its veins still retaining the colors of late autumn.

Li Zhexian suddenly stretched out his fingers and picked up the leaf stem.

The tips of the leaves are still green, but the ends are already brown, clearly indicating that they are from the previous season.

"Leaves at the end of summer, frozen in winter ice..."

He lightly twirled his fingers.

The withered leaves were crushed into powder.

"This is proof left by time..."

(End of this chapter)