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

Chapter 368 The Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire: Thunder Valley and the Eye of the Wind, a Sword Sharper Than Ever Before
"Roar--!"

"Who dares to plot against me!"

The Dark Demon Evil God Tiger truly lives up to its reputation as a king of soul beasts capable of challenging two forest overlords.

It had just hit the ground.

He immediately regained his balance.

A tiger's roar filled with domineering power and violence.

however.

next moment.

"Well……"

Its bloodshot eyes widened as it stared blankly at the underground palace before it.

Five beastly figures could be seen breathing like rolling thunder, their nostrils emitting viscous primordial energy.

Even a wisp of its breath was enough to make it feel as if it were staring into a bottomless abyss, causing it to feel its liver and gallbladder tremble with fear.

Sa!
The Dark Demon God Tiger hurriedly folded its bat wings, pressed itself against the wall, and its heart pounded like a drum.

There are such terrifying places in the Starry Sky?!
What the hell are Azure and Titan for?!

How could they be completely unaware that such a creature was lurking on their own territory?!
"Yeah ah!"

Just as it was still in shock.

But it felt something hitting its front paws.

The evil tiger's blood-red eyes slowly moved downwards...

There was a small, golden-red beast with a strange butterfly perched on its head, its head tilted back, staring at it anxiously.

"Gu..."

A labored swallowing sound.

It stood out remarkably clearly in the deathly silent underground palace.

It recognized it.

This is the place where the destiny of the Starry Sky Forest is concentrated, the legendary imperial auspicious beast!

What is that thing that can perch on the head of the imperial beast?
Boom boom——

Boom boom——

The underground palace began to tremble without warning.

The sound of scales rubbing together, which made the evil tiger tremble, rang out.

Deep in the underground palace.

A pair of dark golden dragon eyes, as bright as the sun and moon, suddenly opened in the darkness.

The evil tiger looked up in terror, then looked up again...

A dark golden dragon finger, comparable to a mountain, slowly emerged from the depths of darkness, approaching it.

It was so terrified it almost fainted.

now.

Only one thought remained in its mind:
I'd rather stay in Tiandou!
Li Bai, the banished immortal, was caught in the rapid passage of time and became a passerby in the flow of history.

In the blink of an eye, the seasons have passed.

He no longer rushed to find answers, nor did he deliberately distinguish whether what he saw was good or evil.

He was just walking.

Like a newborn child.

To rediscover this world.

The soul power flowing again within him silently guided his way, leading him toward those familiar places etched deep within his soul.

Sunset Forest.

He came to a mountain hollow.

A wave of sweltering heat and biting frost, carrying the smell of sulfur, hit us in the face.

He naturally stepped through the poisonous array.

He sat quietly where ice and fire met.

With his left hand gently pressing down on the icy spring, a icy python surged forth, and on the right half of the cave wall, ice crystals grew profusely, chilling the air.

With his right hand, he drew upon the hot spring, causing a sea of ​​fire to rise, while the land to his left transformed into a lava field, with waves of heat rolling in.

The two extreme forces did not clash within his body.

Instead, under his control, it formed a clear yet harmonious red and blue sword light.

His thoughts moved slightly.

Wherever the sword light passed, half of the land was frozen solid, and the other half was scorched earth and lava, its power far exceeding that of simple ice and fire in the past.

By reviewing the old, one can gain new insights; the power of the blazing frost has reached a state of perfection.

even.

Beneath the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire.

Two dragon energies with vastly different attributes were startled by Li Zhexian and merged into his flesh and blood.

The mysterious patterns, a blend of fiery red and azure blue, subtly intertwine to form a dragon shape, imprinted on the veins.

The precious body, imbued with dragon energy and divinity, was reforged.

Not long after Li Zhexian left.

An old man landed beside the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire.

Dugu Bo coughed lightly twice, his face somewhat pale.

He clashed with Tang Hao again, causing him some internal injuries, which is why he came here to recuperate.

But he had only just regained his footing.

Those eyebrows, one blue and one red, suddenly tightened.

"wrong……"

His hawk-like gaze swept across the valley.

"Who has been here?" "The poison array hasn't been broken; even Yan Yan needs an antidote before she can enter..."

"Who on earth could have infiltrated this place so discreetly?"

An almost impossible idea flashed through my mind like a thunderclap.

Dugu Bo's body trembled.

An unbelievable, ecstatic joy burst forth in those pale eyes.

Boom boom——!
Boom boom——!
Thunder Valley is 9,999 meters long, and the lightning in it ranges from weak to strong.

Deep in the valley.

The most terrifying golden thunder surged forth.

Golden thunder transforms into a marsh.

Li Bai was immersed in it.

He let the lightning bolts cleave his skin and tear his flesh apart.

Amidst the scorched earth and destructive energy, he sensed a glimmer of life.

He opened his hands.

Thunderous sword intent condensed in his palm.

The deep purple-gold lightning sword light contained, on one hand, the ultimate destruction that could judge all things, and on the other hand, the power of revival that nourished life.

Li Zhexian's right palm landed on the scorched earth.

In an instant.

A ring of vibrant green light rippled from his palm, and countless emerald lights shone forth, bursting forth from the slurry.

The "Nirvana Thunder Bud" that he had awakened amidst the Azure Thunder and Purple Fiend Thunder.

At this moment, they bloomed in large quantities within this most violent golden lightning domain.

Transform the entire desolate land of thunder into a vibrant sea of ​​flowers.

at the same time.

A lightning Dao mark containing the true meaning of life and death also naturally formed within his precious body.

Even Yu Yuanzhen wouldn't dare linger in the Golden Thunder Domain on ordinary days.

He dragged his injured body inside, only to be shocked by the sight before him, his expression changing drastically.

This desolate place was actually covered with Nirvana Thunderflowers.

He suddenly turned around.

This is undoubtedly a forbidden area for the family.

The sight of the swaying sea of ​​flowers before my eyes suddenly overlapped with a scene from several years ago deep in my memory.

The excitement aggravated his injuries, and he coughed up a wisp of blood, but his eyes flashed with a burning light.

next moment.

The dragon roars suddenly.

He transformed into a thunder-riding azure dragon and soared into the sky towards Tiandou City.

Although the Wind Sword Sect moved to Tian Dou.

However, such a wonder of nature as the "eye of the storm" cannot be moved with us, nor can we bear to destroy it easily.

Several accounts have joined forces to create a new trend.

And this ancient place, bearing the marks of a thousand years of swords, has remained in solitude.

now.

The former site of the Wind Sword Sect.

Li Zhexian stood alone at the center of a gale powerful enough to tear apart fine steel.

He closed his eyes.

Feel the most ruthless power of the wind—its erosive force.

He pointed his fingers like a sword.

It stirs up a strong wind around the body.

An invisible, gentle breeze of sword intent lingered around his fingertips.

He gently touched a giant rock beside the eye of the storm that had been battered by the wind for countless years.

The hard rock, after being blown by a gentle breeze, weathered at a speed visible to the naked eye, eventually turning into a pile of decaying quicksand.

The formless wind.

This adds a sense of vastness and desolation, as if eroded by time.

When the breeze passes by, all things decay.

The fierce winds that had accumulated within the eye of the storm for countless years all flowed into Li Zhexian's body.

His body shone brightly.

A mysterious, azure wind trail appeared.

It subtly echoes the previous Daoist principles of ice and fire, and the golden lightning patterns.

The Dugu Mansion.

Dugu Bo and Yu Yuanzhen, unable to contain their excitement, told Chen Xin, Gu Rong, and Feng Bailong about the changes that had occurred in their secret place.

After they finished speaking, they both looked at each other in astonishment.

immediately.

Excitement welled up inside me.

If a change in one secret place could be attributed to coincidence, then the simultaneous appearance of strange phenomena in two places is by no means accidental.

"Young friend, you too once comprehended swordsmanship at the Wind Sword Sect... Why the Wind Sword Sect..."

Feng Bailong's hand, which was holding the cup, stiffened slightly.

He remembered.

Li Zhexian comprehended the sword at the former site of the Wind Sword Sect.

(End of this chapter)