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

Chapter 376 Keeping the One-Year Promise: The Atmosphere of Tiandou City, Awaiting the Return of the Young Man
Once the blood and qi had calmed down, the nine-colored sword lotus slowly disappeared, and the vast soul power returned to its deep and restrained state.

Li Zhexian slowly opened his eyes.

The thousands of sword intent flowers blooming on the giant ice crystal tree above suddenly rang out in unison, as if congratulating the awakening of the supreme sword.

His thoughts moved slightly.

Touching that long-dormant mark.

The slightly rough wine sac on his left waist had transformed into a smooth and flawless jade gourd, with fine wine flowing inside.

The seven patterns that were originally static on the body of the teapot were branded.

At this moment, it was as if he had come to life:
A small snake slithers about, the stars sway, a gentle breeze seems to blow into the pot, and the faint sound of thunder can be heard...

The graceful woman on the teapot bowed slowly to Li Zhexian, her clear voice drifting down: "Congratulations, Zhexian."

Li Zhexian smiled and replied:
"Thank you, Senior Bibi Dong."

His eyes flashed.

This time, he has been reborn and returned.

Not only did the Azure Lotus Sword become even sharper, but the Clear Spring Wine Pot, which had accompanied him through his experiences in the mortal world, also gained a great deal of spiritual power.

Look closely.

The entire wine pot was shrouded in a hazy, ethereal atmosphere.

The contents of the pot are no longer ordinary wine, but rather a divine elixir that has been condensed from past and present lives.

No need to open the lid.

The crisp, mellow aroma of the wine had already filled the air.

Hearing it not only refreshes the mind and spirit, but also cleanses the soul and enhances the opportunity for enlightenment.

The spirit of wine has reappeared.

The Ice Emperor and Snow Emperor, as spirits, felt this most deeply.

They swirled around Li Zhexian, drawing forth the swirling ice and snow, and danced gracefully.

Hyotei, now in human form, was even more beautiful and ethereal, captivating Tenmu in the distance.

On the clear spring wine pot.

In addition to the four orange-gold soul rings that symbolize the spirit of the Snow Emperor, two more orange-gold soul rings representing the spirit of the Ice Emperor have now been added.

In the soul system.

This is the supreme soul ring transformed from a ferocious beast that has transcended 100,000 years.

"The Immortal Brother!"

Tianmeng flashed in front of Li Zhexian, her tone full of surprise, but her eyes still followed the Ice Emperor dancing in the snow.

Li Zhexian caught the little Yazi that pounced on him and looked at Tianmeng with amusement.

The latter looked away, rather embarrassed, and changed the subject:

"Brother Immortal, after being enhanced by that rare flower, your soul rings must be even stronger now, right?"

"What is the age limit of Yunji Bai Ze's soul rings?"

Li Zhexian laughed heartily:
"Senior Bai Ze was originally less than 100,000 years old."

"But nourished by the rare flower, it has now reached the realm of 100,000 years."

"hiss--"

Tianmeng couldn't help but gasp.

Notice.

A mythical beast that has lived for ten thousand years can rival an ordinary soul beast that has lived for one hundred thousand years.

This auspicious beast, which has existed for 100,000 years, may have already reached the realm of the gods.

however.

Heaven's way is unforgiving; in the darkness, no auspicious beast has ever lived for 100,000 years.

This is probably the first 100,000-year-old auspicious beast soul ring in history.

"Brother Immortal, what are the miraculous effects of the Bai Ze Soul Ring?"

Tianmeng pressed for an answer.

The Ice and Snow Emperors standing to the side both showed expressions of curiosity.

Li Zhexian's thoughts stirred slightly.

A mysterious aura of fortune naturally descended upon him.

But as the cold wind approached his clothes, it spontaneously parted and went around him; the swirling snowflakes above his head formed a flowing ice and snow canopy, as if the heavens themselves were an umbrella.

"The cold wind stung my face."

Let's keep our words light.

The gale immediately stopped, the snowflakes fell vertically, and all was silent.

"It is indeed cold, with the weather freezing."

The words trailed off.

Snowflakes drifted in a specific pattern, refracting the faint light from the sky and gathering the warmth of the sun all around.

"Time to go back to the Ice Crystal Palace."

Do as he pleases.

Solid ice lotuses have formed on the boundless ice plains, winding their way into the distance.

Li Zhexian turned his head to look at the stunned Tianmeng and the two emperors, and smiled:

"Let's go."

This is the soul skill of Bai Ze's right leg soul bone - Destiny is on me: Everything that happens will be for my benefit.

This soul skill is as if it were created by nature. There is no need to call upon the bones or recite names. Just a slight thought is enough to bring auspicious fortune to one's body.

They can even make their words law.

It causes all things to develop in a direction that benefits oneself.

As for Bai Ze's soul ring and soul skill, although he only had one, it made Li Zhexian particularly happy.

Bai Zezhiyou:

It is impervious to all evil and free from all diseases. If activated actively, it can enter the realm of "conceptual invulnerability," eliminating all negative states such as serious injury, aging, curse, and instant death.

Back to the Ice Crystal Palace.

The snow spirits, who used to be afraid of Li Zhexian, now danced and fluttered around him with joy.

Titan Snow Demon King led the far-north soul beasts to find many spiritual fruits. The group had a simple gathering.

This is presented as a celebration of Li Zhexian's successful return.

"A year from now..."

Before Li Zhexian could finish speaking...

Tianmeng immediately chimed in:
"There's only one month left."

Li Zhexian silently nodded and tilted his head back to drink a sip of wine.

How can the fallen return?
He could already think of it...

How did Qian Renxue, Zhu Zhuqing, and their close friends and elders endure this year of torment?

A tender longing appeared on Li Zhexian's handsome face.

"Once my cultivation level is stable, I will go to keep my one-year appointment."

Time flies.

Nearly a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

In Tiandou City.

Every household hangs festive red lanterns in front of their doors, making the entire city even more grandly decorated than during the festival.

In front of the 100-meter-tall statue in Tiandou Square.

The incense, offered by the people of the city and visitors from all directions, filled the air with the fragrance of sandalwood, and the clouds gathered into a misty haze.

This makes the image of the boy appear even more divine and awe-inspiring.

Such a magnificent sight.

The city should have been filled with jubilation.

However, the entire city was shrouded in an indescribable sense of oppression.

It was less about welcoming someone back.

It's more like using celebration to mask a silent memorial.

Come to think of it...

Even the common people of Tiandou, who had heard the "Legend of Sword and Wine" countless times, still worried about whether the young man who died heroically could ever return.

It was next to the courtyard where Li Bai lived.

Zhu Zhuqing, Dugu Yan, Ye Lingling, Ning Rongrong, Shui Bing'er, Huo Wu, and Xiao Wu tried on the dresses they would wear the next day with smiles on their faces.

Silvery laughter rose and fell.

The women tacitly avoided mentioning the "one-year agreement".

This year.

They looked forward to it every day.

Deep down, I long for time to slow down.

I fear that day will come...

The boy, however, did not return.

Even the last glimmer of hope has vanished.

Yu Tianheng, Feng Buyu, Huo Wushuang, Feng Xiaotian, Oscar and others entered Shanxiangfang.

"Reserve the largest private room on the second floor!"

The waiter had a big smile on his face:

"Don't worry, gentlemen, your usual seats are ready!"

Feng Buyu was about to flick out a gold coin as a reward.

But the waiter waved his hands repeatedly:
"Please accept this, sir!"

"Lord Jianjiu will give me a reward tomorrow!"

The Dugu Mansion.

Chen Xin, Gu Rong, Feng Bailong, Yu Yuanzhen, and even the First Marquis of Xingluo all gathered here.

Time flies like an arrow, and a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

Dugu Bo didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

With a flick of his blue and red cloak, several small, emerald-red snakes snaked into the cup, transforming into wisps of fragrant tea.

Chen Xin glanced at him.

This old poisoner's poison skills have reached their peak, and his methods have become increasingly diverse.

Only a banished immortal can cure him.

Thoughts flashed through my mind.

He raised his glass and took a small sip:
"Waiting for the banished immortal to return tomorrow."

"His swordsmanship must have reached a new level."

The Soul Master led the Wind Chaser Steed into the city.

The storyteller sat comfortably on his horse, gazing at the Tian Dou City, where a sense of festivity mingled with underlying tension, and slowly began to speak:

"Finally caught up."

"tomorrow……"

"Setting up a stage for storytelling."

　Nine new sword moves have been added: (Word count not included)
　　Starry Sky Sword Intent - Yao Guang.

　　Blazing Frost Sword Intent - Blazing Frost.

　　The Sword Intent of Gentle Breeze – Wind Without Form.

　　Thunderous Sword Intent - Thunder Ember Life.

　　The Sword Intent of Death - The Other Shore of the Underworld.

　　Blood Sword Intent - Blood Floating Pagoda.

　　Spiritual Sword Intent - Boundless Thoughts.

　　The Sword Intent of Purification - Cleansing the Glass.

　　Sword Intent Across Time and Space – Passing Through a Thousand Autumns.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)