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

Chapter 370 The Divine Immortal Li Reappears! He Tells Me About My Past
"Hyotei, let me in..."

The voice of the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm echoed outside the palace.

With a flick of her slender fingers, Hyotei sealed the palace doors with a blast of cold air, instantly bringing peace and quiet.

She turned her head to look at the left arm bone formed from snowflakes on the throne, her brow furrowed with unyielding sorrow.

"Sister Xue..."

It was as if they understood what Hyotei was going to say.

Inside the soul bone.

The Snow Emperor's clear, cold voice drifted out.

There's no need to say 'if only I had known'.

"On that day, under the lightning tribulation, it was Li Zhexian who risked his life to protect me."

"Since I am willing to become his spirit, I have no regrets."

"But you can't even conjure a shadow now!"

Hyotei gritted his teeth.

"Living in a soul's bones is ultimately not a long-term solution!"

"In time, you will vanish like smoke!"

The Snow Emperor remained calm.

"Time is also fate."

"If it weren't for Li Zhexian, I would have perished under the heavenly tribulation because of the evil emperor long ago."

"If we can accompany him to his final journey now, it will be a perfect ending."

"Besides, he said he would come back..."

"Sister Xue!"

Hyotei suddenly stood up.

Are you blinded by greed?!

"From your description, the blood blossoms that fell for thousands of miles that day were clearly a sign of an unparalleled fall!"

"Little Yazi, who has a deep connection with Li Zhexian, has also been listless for a long time, and has only recently shown some improvement!"

"Li Zhexian..."

"They have already fallen!"

"Sister Xue, you've seen and heard so much, have you ever seen anyone return from oblivion?"

There was silence in the hall for a moment.

Only the snowflakes around the soul bone began to swirl more rapidly.

"Who said the immortal has fallen?!"

Suddenly, Tianmeng Bingcan's high-pitched voice came from outside the hall.

"Brother Tianmeng has never submitted to anyone in his life!"

"Only the Immortal Brother!"

"How could he have fallen so easily?!"

"Hyotei, open the door! Let me have a good talk with you!"

Click, click, click!

Bang!
The ice layer sealing the door shattered instantly.

The palace gates were open.

The wind and snow poured in.

Hyotei reached out and gently lifted his hand.

Whoosh!
The sword niche transformed into a stream of light, disappearing halfway into the ice wall, causing it to tremble incessantly.

"say clearly."

Her azure eyes narrowed slightly as she slowly said:

"If you're talking nonsense, I'll make you my snack."

A wave of soul energy emanated from the sword niche, stirring up the snowflakes in the hall and condensing into the shape of a giant silkworm.

Its antennae teased the little Yazi in the corner.

"Since you dare to say it, you must have your reasons."

"Brother and Snow Empress, one is his wisdom soul ring, and the other is his soul spirit, both depend on him for existence."

"The fact that we are both safe and sound proves that Brother Zhe Xian is also doing well."

I still have doubts about Hyotei.

Tianmeng Ice Silkworm continued:

"Little Yazi was listless that day because he sensed that the Immortal Brother had disintegrated."

"Didn't it recover later?"

There is some truth to what this said.

Hyotei's tense nerves relaxed a little.

Her words were cold.

But whether it's because of Xue Di or Xiao Ya Zi.

She secretly hoped that the boy would return safely.

"You say that Li Zhexian disintegrated himself, so wouldn't all his cultivation be ruined?"

"Since he's not dead, why doesn't he come to the far north to find Sister Xue?"

Tianmeng Ice Silkworm swayed its body nonchalantly.

"Don't panic."

"Brother Immortal has many opportunities, some of which even I can't see through."

It spoke much more freely with Hyotei.

The previous fear and trepidation were gone.

This was also learned from Li Zhexian.

"There must be a reason why the immortal didn't come to the far north."

"The year-long agreement is almost up, maybe he's on his way..."

"Oh no!"

"Yeah!"

"This breath!"

Tianmeng, Xuedi, and Xiao Yazi all cried out in surprise at the same time.

A look of surprise crossed Hyotei's alluring face. Whoosh!
Ice Emperor, carrying Snow Emperor's soul bone, sped away with Little Yazi.

The sword niche stuck in the ice wall trembled violently.

Tianmeng Ice Silkworm cried out urgently:

"Hey, you guys should at least give me a ride!"

Titan Snow Demon King roared to the sky.

The giant hand, carrying a biting wind and immense force, slammed down angrily towards Li Zhexian.

Boom——!
A snow mountain collapsed.

The accumulated snow surged into waves.

The ice field was shaking violently, as if it were about to sink.

Li Zhexian calmly raised his eyes.

Just as the giant hand was about to strike.

A slight ripple of space and time emanated from him.

A hazy ripple of time emerges.

His figure became hazy and illusory, as if he existed outside of this space and time, becoming an unreal reflection.

The giant hand passed right through without any resistance.

One hit missed.

A hint of human-like astonishment flashed in the Snow Demon King's blood-red eyes.

It waved its hands repeatedly.

Each strike caused the wind and snow to swirl backward.

But Li Zhexian remained standing still, unmoved by any attacks, detached from worldly affairs.

The power of spacetime flowed silently around him.

Completely isolate him from the world.

"You're being unreasonable! I didn't provoke you, so why are you attacking me?"

Li Zhexian frowned and asked.

He currently has no spirit rings.

His soul power stagnated at level 20 of the Innate Realm.

But experiencing the trials of the mortal world tempers the heart.

Having rediscovered his past sword intent, his swordsmanship has now reached a divine level.

In terms of the sword intent of time and space, the seasons change in an instant, and flowers bloom and wither in a single thought.

Even if the Snow Demon King has two hundred thousand years of cultivation.

He was completely unafraid.

"You are... Li Zhexian?!"

The Snow Demon King asked in a deep voice.

"You recognize me?!"

Li Zhexian's tone was one of surprise and delight.

The surrounding spacetime forces paused slightly.

"Hey……"

Seizing the opportunity, the Snow Demon King suddenly reached out and grabbed him in his palm before turning and running away.

"I have to go tell the Snow Emperor and the Ice Emperor that Li Zhexian has returned!"

Amidst the turbulence.

Fragmented images flashed through Li Zhexian's mind.

The scene felt strangely familiar.

just like……

He had been captured like this by the Snow Demon King before.

“Survey”.

Li Zhexian parted his lips slightly and uttered a syllable.

The world was thrown into chaos.

The blizzard suddenly froze, then rolled back into the sky at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The snow that had collapsed from the ground was piled up again on the mountaintop, and the cracked ice field quickly healed as before.

Time in this area is being stirred up by the sword at Li Zhexian's waist, rewinding to a point eight months ago.

The Snow Demon King's pupils shrank to pinpoints.

It sensed it incredulously...

The aura of the boy in his palm was undergoing a tremendous change.

"Roar--!"

The Snow Demon King roared in terror.

It wanted to loosen its grip.

But they discovered that time and space were already imprisoned.

The boy held in its palm gradually transformed back into Li Zhexian, who, eight months earlier, defied the gods with a mortal body.

He is returning, back to the moment when he was at his peak, but also the most tragic.

The celestial phenomena in the far north changed abruptly.

The foggy sky was torn apart.

Half of it reflects the tragic scene of a sea of ​​blood churning, while the other half presents the poignant beauty of thousands of red flowers falling in the wind.

Li Zhexian's body was collapsing.

As past feelings return, fragments of memories surge through my mind, yet they remain shrouded in a mirage.

A flash of sword light, transcending time and space, suddenly appeared.

The mere release of a wisp of aura was enough to make the Snow Demon King kneel down on the icy plain.

"Snow Demon King."

Li Zhexian's voice echoed from the past, present, and future, carrying the cold arrogance of a former peerless powerhouse, as well as the pure innocence of a child at this moment.

Tell me about my past.

　Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, dear readers! May your families be reunited!

　　I went home today, so the update is late... (bowing.jpg)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)