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

Chapter 380 The Tragedy of Haotian: Tang Hao and Tang Xiao Perish, and Qian Renxue Still Pays for the One-Year Agreement
The divine beam of light converged on the Azure Lotus Sword.

This moment.

The light flowing between heaven and earth seemed to have found its home, and all the sharp edges of the world bowed their heads.

Whether it was Chen Xin's Seven Kill Sword, Feng Bailong's Wind Sword, or the weapon spirits of other soul masters, they all emitted a reverent hum, making a devout worship towards that white-robed figure.

The nine-colored sword lotus beneath Li Zhexian's feet burst forth with nine sword intents of distinct attributes:

Stars swayed, ice and fire intertwined, a gentle breeze blew without form, and thunder surged... Finally, as time changed, the nine-colored sword intents converged in the sky, transforming into a long river of sword energy descending from the heavens.

The river flows ceaselessly, formed from endless sword light.

Waves are swords, surging waves are swords, and every drop of river water is a sharp edge that can annihilate all things.

"cut."

Li Zhexian uttered a single word and casually swung his sword.

There was no earth-shattering roar, nor a stalemate where the forces were evenly matched.

because.

They're not even on the same level.

The river of sword energy swept across the sky, colliding with the two colossal hammers capable of destroying the heavens and the earth.

Like a hot knife slicing through the first snow, or like light piercing through a bubble.

The hammerhead, powerful enough to shatter mountains, was smoothly cleaved in two by the river of swords.

The fracture surface is as smooth as a mirror.

It reflected the shocked expressions on the faces of everyone in the city.

"puff!"

With his natal martial soul destroyed and his soul power backlashing, Tang Xiao coughed up blood, his imposing aura instantly dissipating, leaving only despair and disbelief in his eyes.

This is the difference between Tang Xiao and Tang Hao.

In terms of soul power cultivation, Tang Xiao might be slightly better.

However, in terms of the spirit of sacrificing everything for the greater good, Tang Xiaoyuan could not match him.

Although blood was also gushing from Tang Hao's lips and teeth, his momentum did not diminish but increased. The fighting spirit in his eyes was like a dying fire meeting the wind, suddenly bursting into flame.

"Come!"

He roared furiously, letting blood splatter onto his clothes, pouring his indomitable will to die into the broken hammerhead.

The broken hammer wailed, shrouded in a layer of tragic blood light.

It was as hot as lava, almost melting the hammer itself.

Like a blood-soaked comet, with unwavering determination, it once again crashed down upon Li Zhexian.

Boom boom boom boom——

Boom boom boom boom——

The wind and thunder tore it apart, and the clouds rolled back and scattered.

Under the spotlight.

Li Zhexian calmly raised his hand and grasped it from afar.

All of a sudden.

The surging sword energy and chaotic flow of soul power converged and condensed into a semi-transparent, slender giant hand, which effortlessly caught the falling, broken giant hammer.

The broken hammer hovered, unable to advance any further; that palm was an insurmountable barrier.

Li Zhexian was surrounded by a crystal-clear light, his body flawless and without impurities.

Inside, it seemed to be a world unto itself, with crimson flames flowing, black ice condensing, thunder roaring, and gale howling... all sorts of strange phenomena constantly emerging.

This journey through the mortal world.

The body has become deeply integrated with the bloodline, inseparable.

After being tempered by the essence of the Dragon God, the Four-Phase Glazed Body broke through its shackles and reached a higher level.

The path ahead is to become a god in the flesh!
When all phenomena merge into one, it will become—the Myriad Phenomena of Glazed Glass!

"Hoaaaaaahh ...

Tang Hao's eyes were bloodshot, blood gushed from his mouth, and the flesh on his arms tore open inch by inch.

He frantically burned his soul power, but it was like a mayfly trying to shake a tree—he couldn't budge it an inch.

"Tang Hao."

Li Zhexian's voice was as calm as an ancient well, and his five fingers slowly closed.

Click click click——

Click click click——

In the silent world, only the sound of shattering echoed clearly, striking the hearts of everyone present.

Under countless shocked gazes.

The Clear Sky Hammer, hailed as the number one weapon spirit in the world, was cracked by his bare hands, with spiderweb-like cracks spreading rapidly.

"I have no comment on your past actions."

"In terms of the unparalleled strength of your battle spirit, you deserve the name of Haotian."

"But, that's the end of it."

boom--! ! !
As the last word fell, Li Zhexian clenched his fists tightly.

The Haotian Hammer, which carried many legends, collapsed at this moment, turning into countless fragments that scattered across the sky.

Tang Hao was sent flying backward, his blood staining the sky for thousands of feet.

His gaze gradually became unfocused.

On his deathbed.

A gentle smile from a blue-haired woman was reflected in his eyes.

On his blood-stained, resolute face, an unprecedented sense of relief and tenderness appeared.

“Ah Yin…” “Don’t worry, we’ll nip it in the bud.”

Li Zhexian looked at Tang Hao and Tang Xiao.

"I will reunite your family."

The words fell.

Suddenly, ten thousand sword lights appeared in the void, engulfing the two of them.

Two plumes of blood-red mist bloomed in the sky, then slowly dissipated into the world without a trace.

Boom!

Boom!

The title was bestowed and fell, and strange phenomena appeared in the sky.

Blood-red clouds surged and gathered, and an atmosphere of sorrow enveloped the entire city.

But today is the anniversary of our year-long agreement, and such a sorrowful scene should not be observed.

“I said, the blood clouds will disperse, and the light of day will return.”

He is blessed by the fortune of two auspicious beasts that are 100,000 years old.

His current fortune is so great that he has reached the realm of "words becoming law"—all things in heaven and earth should conform to his will.

The blood cloud seemed to be wiped away by an invisible hand.

Warm and clear sunlight poured down.

It illuminates the shocked and speechless faces.

This great battle...

Or rather, it was a one-sided crushing defeat that ended far too quickly.

From the appearance of Li Zhexian to the fall of Tang Hao and Tang Xiao, it only took a few moves.

The people of Tiandou looked up at the white-robed youth standing tall in the sky.

Whether it was the dazzling sunlight or the overflowing faith they had accumulated, they saw that the boy was surrounded by a ring of colorful light.

"Has Lord Jianjiu become a god?!"

"With Lord Jianjiu in charge, Tiandou fears no enemy!"

"When I return home, I will certainly offer even more devout worship to Lord Jianjiu!"

"The way of the sword leads to divine mastery."

Chen Xin pressed his hand against the incessantly buzzing Seven Kill Sword, a hint of relief appearing on his cold and stern face.

He didn't know if he could ever reach such a level in his lifetime, but to have witnessed the pinnacle of swordsmanship firsthand, his journey in the mortal world was already worthwhile.

"Do I still remember..."

Feng Bailong stepped out from the breeze, a mocking smile on his face.

"Your doubts about the Myriad Manifestations Sword Dao of the Immortal Friend back then."

Chen Xin glanced at him indifferently.

"Didn't you also look worried?"

Feng Bailong stroked his beard and sighed deeply:
"Yes, my dear friend, you always make people look at you in a new light."

Dugu Bo and Yu Yuanzhen, who were standing to the side, nodded in agreement upon hearing this.

The First Marquis looked at these individuals with Heavenly Battle titles, his envy undisguised.

"If only Your Excellency Sword Wine were one of my Star Luo people..."

"Is the First Marquis dreaming?"

……

After a brief silence.

A deafening cheer erupted in Tiandou City.

Gazing at those familiar and dear faces, Li Zhexian smiled slightly and bowed to the four directions:

"Thank you so much, fellow villagers of Tiandou!"

"The food and drink served in the restaurant today are all recorded..."

The words stopped abruptly.

He then realized with slight embarrassment that he was penniless.

At this time.

Qian Renxue smiled gently, and with a flick of her slender hand, a bulging money bag lay quietly in her palm.

Li Zhexian immediately felt confident.

"Today's food and drink in the restaurant will all be recorded in my account, Li Zhexian's account!"

The words fell.

The cheers from the entire city soared into the sky.

He turned his head to look at the impatient Yu Tianheng, Feng Buyu, and the others, raising his eyebrows.

"Drink until you're drunk!"

"You won't come home until you're drunk!"

　I posted the chapter too late yesterday, and then it was even later when I started looking for the immortal wine. (bowing.jpg)

　　Shaking Light Brew (Starry Sky Sword Intent)

　　Snake Saliva Rice Spirit (Detoxifying Effect)
　　Ice Flame Dew (Melting Frost Spirit Vein Body)

　　Spiritual Essence (Light and Agile Effect)
　　Thunderous Elixir (Body Tempering Effect)

　　Blood Resentment Incense of the River of Oblivion (Qi and Blood Treasure Body)

　　Crystal Floating Dream Drink (Replenishes Spiritual Energy)
　　Compassionate boat, merciful dew (Qingming Festival)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)