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

Chapter 356 The Carefree Traveler is Not So Carefree: Li Zhexian Draws His Sword Against the Gods to Protect the Lights of Thousands of Homes Behind Him...

A dark purple vortex stretched from the sky to the earth.

Pure malice transformed into a ripple, spreading outwards from the vortex.

Space seemed to freeze, and even the howling winds were suppressed.

The ravaged earth below was instantly reduced to dust by the ripples.

The remaining mountain peaks in the distance look as if they have been sliced ​​flat by a sickle, their smooth surfaces reflecting the eerie light of the sky.

Faced with the sweeping purple ripples, seven top-tier experts at the title level—Chen Xin, Gu Rong, Dugu Bo, Feng Bailong, Yu Yuanzhen, the First Marquis, and the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger—made their move simultaneously.

All of a sudden.

Sword light flashed, snake shadows writhed, dragon roars shook the wilderness, and the light of soul skills illuminated half the sky.

boom--! ! ! !

A deafening roar.

The purplish ripples slowly dissipated.

The seven titled figures, including Chen Xin and Dugu Bo, were sent flying thousands of meters away, with crimson blood trickling from the corners of their mouths.

They looked up in horror at the core of the dark purple vortex, at the figure radiating boundless pressure and evil, and their bodies trembled uncontrollably.

If we say...

The most powerful beings are still within their comprehension.

So, at this moment, Bibi Dong...

Its aura had already surpassed the limits of their imagination.

Chen Xin hissed:
"Bibi Dong has become a god."

They looked up at the sky again. The white-robed youth stood before the dark purple vortex that seemed to dominate the heavens and the earth, appearing so small and lonely.

"Excommunicate the Immortal!"

"You've done your best!"

"But... fate is not on our side!"

"We fight against the heavens, and we thank you for risking your life to protect us!"

"Leave quickly!"

The anxious voices of the group were filled with an indescribable sorrow.

The battlefield below.

The Soul Master army of the Spirit Empire was still immersed in the shock of the peerless fall and the Pope's ascension to godhood.

Meanwhile, hundreds of thousands of soldiers of the Heavenly Dou Empire all raised their faces to look at Li Zhexian.

On those gaunt, dark faces stained with the flames of war, there was no fear, only reverence.

Bang-!
It's unclear who started it.

The soldiers gave the highest salute of the Heavenly Dou Empire, slamming their right hands heavily on their breastplates, producing a deep, thunderous roar.

"Thank you, Your Majesty Sword Wine!"

"Your Majesty, please leave the battlefield immediately!"

Although their soul power was weak, they were not ignorant of reason.

Everyone can see it clearly...

This youngest ever titled emperor could have lived a carefree life, far removed from this calamity.

Driven by a belief in his heart, he faced two peerless warriors head-on, fighting to this point without ever retreating a single step.

Tiandou Empire...

We owe this young man so much.

Zhu Zhuqing, Dugu Yan, Ye Lingling... Yu Tianheng and the others were also extremely anxious at this moment.

They also hoped that Li Zhexian could temporarily avoid the divine attack.

Could be his friend…

They all understood.

Li Zhexian will never back down.

It's funny.

Li Bai, a carefree wanderer.

All my life I wished to be a gentle breeze sweeping across the mountains, free from all worries; but alas, my heart is like a light rain falling on the vast ocean, entangled in every way.

The person with the most carefree nature also has the deepest attachments.

Among a pile of corpses.

The Soul Master's eyes were red, whether from the smell of blood or from the grief in his heart.

His pen, hovering over the paper, hesitated to fall.

clatter--

clatter--

Drops of thick ink fell onto the blank space of this page, spreading out in patches of mess.

He reached out his hand, trembling, wanting to turn a new page.

But found out.

This is the last page.

An aura of terrifying power, beyond the limits of humanity, caused Li Zhexian's hair to dance wildly, brushing against his pale and handsome face.

He heard the anxious and concerned advice from several seniors, including Chen Xin.

He heard the poignant and sincere plea of ​​hundreds of thousands of soldiers of the Heavenly Dou Army. He also felt the sorrowful yet powerless gazes of Zhu Zhuqing and his friends.

but……

He can't retreat.

Having decided to enter this war, I never thought of leaving myself a way out.

He, Li Zhexian, was originally just a drifting duckweed adrift in another world.

I once thought we'd be together for life...

Only swords and wine, and the joys and sorrows of others in the martial world.

But never thought about it.

He too was caught up in the decadent pleasures of this world.

Originally, I regarded the world as my temporary lodging, wandering wherever my heart desired; yet I took the human world as my home, and the lamplight held my thoughts close to my heart.

"And what about deities?"

Li Zhexian drew his sword.

Clang——!
A clear, resonant sword cry pierced the air, temporarily dispelling the pervasive evil aura.

Of the twelve sword bones on his back, nine are now forged from sword intent.

Nine azure lotus swords, manifested from sword intent, swirled around his body.

Nine has been considered the ultimate number since ancient times.

In fact.

Starting from the tenth section of the sword bone, it extends all the way to the skull.

"If I could comprehend the tenth sword..."

"Perhaps then we can contend with the gods."

A thought tinged with a touch of regret quietly flashed through his mind.

Around him.

Starlight flickers, ice and fire intertwine, a gentle breeze blows... The river of time seems to flow freely at this moment, and the many wondrous phenomena make him appear like a sword immortal.

boom--!!!!!!

It seems that he was inspired by Li Bai's indomitable spirit.

The slowly rotating, dark purple vortex suddenly stopped.

next moment.

The vortex suddenly contracted.

It transformed into a dark purple pillar of light that shot into the sky.

The blood-red clouds that had gathered from the fall of the King of Slaughter were scattered and destroyed by this dark purple pillar of light, which contained divine power.

This world groaned under this aura.

The sky, which had brightened slightly due to the dissipation of the blood clouds, darkened again.

In the sky.

Countless wisps of dark matter appeared, falling like ashes from burnt paper.

This is a strange phenomenon caused by an excessively high concentration of evil energy in the world, which has even condensed into a physical form.

Under a dim and upside-down sky.

At the core of that slowly converging, dark purple pillar of light.

A figure that appeared slender and graceful, yet inexplicably gave off a sense of boundless grandeur and immensity, slowly materialized.

"Li Zhexian" (Li the Immortal).

Her chilling, yet twistedly gleeful voice echoed throughout the land.

"I am truly fortunate to have ascended to godhood thanks to you."

She seemed quite satisfied with her current state, placing one palm in front of her and examining it carefully, turning it from side to side.

Immediately.

Separated by a vast void.

She reached out and grabbed at Li Zhexian from afar.

Those slender arms transcended the limitations of space, extending infinitely.

As the hand reached out, it swelled in the wind, becoming as large as a dome in an instant. The texture of the palm was distinct, with lines like ravines, carrying the supreme power of plucking stars and grasping the moon, as it descended upon Li Zhexian.

At this time, Bibi Dong had not yet truly completed the ascension ceremony; she was in the process of ascending to godhood.

But even so.

The power displayed by her grab.

It has far surpassed the limits of the Peerless Douluo.

The giant hand covered the sky, encompassing an area of ​​dozens of miles.

The glass sword imprint in Li Zhexian's eyes swirled rapidly. With his soul skill "Mirage Sword Reflection," he could have attempted to dodge.

But behind him...

He was his predecessor, his friend, and hundreds of thousands of soldiers who fought against the heavens.

"Killing God Domain."

"The Three Swords' Splendor".

"The wine boils and the swords clash."

(End of this chapter)