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

Chapter 322 Heart Knot Resolved, Fearless of the Future! Supporting the Star Luo Empire
He met Yu Tianheng's worried gaze.

Li Zhexian raised an eyebrow.

I didn't expect that.

His brother is incredibly meticulous.

But Li Zhexian did not respond.

He smiled.

Pointing to Jinxi Bridge not far away.

"Let's go to the other side of the bridge."

"The auntie who sells sugar figurines is closing up early tonight, so she's offering a buy-two-get-one-free deal."

"Okay."

Yu Tianheng responded instinctively, then froze.

"Wait, we haven't gone there yet, how did you know?"

"Go and see for yourself, you'll know."

After a while.

Ten boys and girls leaned against the mottled stone railing.

The night breeze ruffled the young man's tied-up hair and brushed against the girls' waist-length hair.

The sweetness of the syrup melted on my lips and teeth, but it couldn't compare to the comfort I felt at that moment.

"The immortal was right."

Yu Tianheng smiled at everyone and said:

"He hadn't even arrived yet, but he already knew about the buy-two-get-one-free deal on sugar figurines."

"Oh?"

Everyone burst into laughter, making jokes all at once:
"My celestial brother, are you a prophet? Then let your sister see... what will your future marriage be like?"

"Idol, I, Yu Feng, will definitely become a Title Douluo someday!"

"I, Oslo, have no grand ambitions. Just beating Yufeng will be enough!"

They could all tell that Li Zhexian was in a low mood tonight.

Such a commotion.

I just wanted to make him laugh.

"You guys..."

Li Zhexian shook his head and chuckled, tilting his head back to take a swig of wine before gazing at the full moon in the sky.

Suddenly, everything became clear in my mind:
"A beautiful night is worth a thousand pieces of gold, and the bright moon is as if we were meeting in person. Why worry about the frost that has not yet arrived?"

"My future, Li Zhexian's future, shall be determined by my own will!"

"Even if there is cause and effect..."

"It's nothing more than a drink to accompany the wine, so let Qingfeng pay the bill!"

The last trace of worry between his brows dissipated, and with a smile, he took the sugar figurine out of his mouth, flicked his wrist, and held it high under the bright moonlight.

"Wait for my triumphant return!"

"it is good!"

The crowd looked at each other and laughed, then followed his example and raised their sugar figurines.

The ten sugar figurines shimmered and sparkled in the moonlight, just like the passionate and sincere hearts of the young people at this moment, deeply imprinted in this gentle night.

As the long street gradually emptied of pedestrians, the group reluctantly said their goodbyes.

Li Zhexian traveled with Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu.

The two girls held hands, their embroidered shoes lightly touching the bluestone slabs, making a crisp sound with each step.

Suddenly, a soft, warm hand quietly reached out and gently grasped Li Zhexian's little finger.

Zhu Zhuqing said in a low voice:

"No matter what the future holds."

"Exiled Immortal..."

"I will always be with you."

Bian Hongcheng is located in the north-central part of the Star Luo Empire.

It is adjacent to Wangtian City, and further south there are two more large cities, forming a shape that points directly towards Xingluo Imperial Capital.

This time.

Li Zhexian and Dugu Bo were supporting Bian Hongcheng.

Wangtian City has fallen.

Once the Soul Master army of the Spirit Empire has finished resting, their next target will undoubtedly be this place.

The sky was overcast that day.

Thick clouds obscured the sun, making daytime seem like night.

High above the ground, Li Zhexian looked down at the fallen city.

The crimson earth was repeatedly stained with blood and fire, with broken weapons and shattered armor scattered everywhere, a scene of utter devastation.

Even at such a high altitude.

The unique, brutal atmosphere of the battlefield still lingers, impossible to shake off.

Dugu Bo sighed like an old snake moaning.

"This is war."

Li Zhexian pursed his lips and remained silent, his gaze fixed on the city.

Perhaps because of the distance, the whole city was eerily quiet.

Dugu Bo noticed his solemn expression and spoke:

"Rest assured, the Martial Soul Empire still needs to maintain its glorious image and would not dare to commit the heinous act of massacring a city."

"Moreover, massacring a city would not bring any real benefit to the Spirit Empire." Having said that...

Dugu Bo paused slightly, his voice a little hoarse:

"But if a country perishes, the fate of its people... will certainly not be good."

"With the change of national title and the implementation of new policies, the people of the defeated country are destined to be third-class citizens."

"so……"

"We must not lose this battle against Heaven."

Everyone knows that Dugu Bo is ruthless and cruel, and even exterminates entire clans at the drop of a hat.

But to Tian Dou, he was nothing more than an old man who longed for his homeland.

Li Zhexian clenched his fist, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.

"Let's go, Senior Dugu."

"This time..."

"Both Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo must stay here."

Li Zhexian and Dugu Bo's rescue efforts were carried out in great secrecy.

Apart from Emperor Dai Zhen, who was far away in the capital, and the general guarding Bianhong City, no one else in the vast Star Luo Empire knew about it.

When they arrived at Bianhong City.

Because the Dark Demon God Tiger was too conspicuous, Li Zhexian ordered it to hide in the high sky and await further instructions.

Within the military tent.

Marquis of the Star Luo Empire, a bloodthirsty general who fought his way up from the ashes to the rank of marquis.

At this moment, he looked solemn and respectfully at the old man and the young man in front of him.

"On behalf of the 100,000 soldiers and 1 million civilians of Bianhongcheng, we thank Your Majesties for your assistance!"

"General, there is no need to be polite."

Li Zhexian immediately stood up and reached out to help the commoner, Hou, who was about to perform a grand ceremony.

He has always held deep respect for the pillars of the Star Luo Empire who defended their borders with their blood.

"General, please provide details of the recent movements of the Spirit Empire."

"Yes."

When discussing the war.

The commoner's expression turned solemn.

A wisp of crimson soul power landed on the sand table inside the tent.

"Your Excellencies, please look—"

"The Martial Soul Empire has been occupying Wangtian City for seven days."

"The scouts at the front reported that they had sent thousands of wounded soldiers back home, while replenishing their troops, supplies, and equipment, and were resting in the city."

"Based on my estimation..."

"In about seven days, the army of the Spirit Empire will come to attack."

"Seven days?"

Li Zhexian pondered for a moment, then solemnly asked:

"General, Senior Dugu and I are here to assassinate a titled leader of the Martial Soul Empire."

"Before that, to avoid alerting the enemy, we will not take action against the Soul Master army."

"Can you and the Star Luo warriors withstand this?"

The commoner twisted the scar on his face, revealing a ferocious yet confident smile.

"Rest assured, Your Majesty Jianjiu!"

"The entire two hundred li from Wangtian City to Bianhong City is a plain, with no natural defenses and no ambushes to set up!"

"Even if we confront them head-on, without the intervention of a Title Douluo, our Star Luo soldiers will not fear their army of Soul Masters!"

"This humble general will lead 100,000 soldiers and fight until the Martial Soul Empire is forced to reveal its true identity!"

Li Zhexian and Dugu Bo exchanged a glance.

"That battle..."

"We must ensure that the Martial Soul Empire suffers a crushing defeat."

Seven days later.

Urgent report from frontline scouts:

Five thousand soul masters poured out of Wangtian City and headed straight for Bian Hong City, expected to arrive in two days.

War is imminent.

The people in the city were filled with fear and anxiety.

Marquis Buyi personally led an army of 100,000, setting up camp five miles outside the city and arranging them in formation to take the initiative in attacking.

This is also the consistent iron-fisted style of the Star Luo Empire.

They rarely defended the city; they mostly relied on offense as a form of defense.

in this way……

To minimize disturbance to the city's residents.

Above the sky, deep within the clouds.

Two figures, one old and one young, stood silently on the clouds, gazing at the dark, sweeping torrent of soul masters a hundred miles away.

Their gazes hardened, a chilling intent creeping into their eyes.

They are waiting.

Waiting for the title of the Spirit Empire to appear...

(End of this chapter)