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

Chapter 390 The Seven Sacred Pillars, Insignificant as Ants, Poseidon, Invincible in the Ocean
The light from the six sacred pillars shot into the sky.

in the light.

The six figures, exuding vast and powerful auras, stood majestically.

"A ship is heading towards Poseidon Island."

The speaker was handsome and imposing, with long, wet hair cascading over his shoulders, and his voice came crashing down like waves.

It was none other than the leader of the Seven Sacred Pillars—Sea Dragon Douluo.

The other five pillar guardians followed his gaze.

The sea spirit beasts, such as the Great White Shark, which were swimming around the island, rose and fell, exhaling and exhaling bubbles to transmit messages.

A Sea Soul Master with a title.

They were already in sync with the sea.

Although he couldn't fully understand the language of the sea spirit beasts, he could vaguely perceive its meaning.

"Coming on strong."

The Three Saints Pillar Sea Demon Douluo frowned and spoke:
"Could it be related to the fall of the seahorse?"

"Since they are the enemy, let them never return!"

The Second Saint Pillar Sea Spear Douluo's spear trembled, his long golden hair danced wildly in the wind, radiating a menacing sharpness.

Pfft!
Boom boom boom!
The six men jumped into the sea one after another, creating huge waves hundreds of feet high.

The sea was churning incessantly.

Then, a chilling silence slowly returned.

The entire sea seemed to become even more unfathomable at that moment.

"Brother, just ahead is the Devil's Island, a forbidden zone a thousand feet deep. It's full of reefs and teeming with sea monsters, so I won't escort you any further."

How did the old man return?

"We have a way."

The old boatman shook the salt off his shirt and gazed at the approaching sails in the distance.

"I am returning on my disciple's accompanying boat. I wish you all a safe journey."

Say it.

He flipped over and leaped into the sea. A faint surge of soul power appeared, and his figure moved as swiftly as a white streak in the waves. In the blink of an eye, he had swum more than ten zhang away.

The old boatman has just given a rough introduction to the art of navigating the boat.

Although Li Zhexian and the others were not as skilled as the veterans, they were able to control the ship steadily by relying on their powerful soul force.

After traveling some distance,

The surrounding seawater gradually changed from clear to deep and dark, as if hiding an endless abyss, making people feel awe.

The sea spirit beasts became increasingly numerous.

Looking from afar.

Sail-like dorsal fins cleaved through the waves, circling the ship and lurking with murderous intent.

Even though everyone was quite confident in their own cultivation level.

But having just arrived at the sea for the first time, Yu Tianheng, Feng Buyu, and the others couldn't help but feel tense in the face of such a scene.

"We've been sailing for so long, why haven't we seen Poseidon Island yet?!"

Huo Wushuang's voice fell, tinged with impatience and tension.

A thick fog suddenly rose from the boundless sea without warning.

In just a few breaths.

The fog had engulfed the surroundings.

Visibility was less than ten feet.

The entire ship, like an abandoned lone leaf, drifted aimlessly in the vast, hazy void, and an indescribable sense of panic spread through everyone's hearts.

"This fog is so strange!"

"How could such a thick fog suddenly appear out of nowhere at sea?"

Yu Tianheng and the others all looked wary and moved closer to Li Zhexian without prior arrangement.

"Don't panic."

Li Zhexian lowered his eyes and looked down at the sea, his eyes suddenly filled with intricate sword imprints.

in his sight.

Beneath the surface, reefs are scattered, densely packed like interlocking dog teeth.

Because of his good fortune, his ships always narrowly escaped underwater dangers at the last minute.

Woohoo!

Woohoo!

In the thick fog.

Suddenly, the sound of a flute rose in a mournful tone, sending chills down one's spine.

Followed by.

The ship began to rock violently.

The sea spirit beasts that had been surrounding them seemed to have received a command and simultaneously crashed into the ship's hull.

Just as everyone was in a panic.

The thick fog quietly cracked open.

Through that gap.

A beautiful island with lush forests is clearly visible in front of you.

This scene.

It was like a drowning person seeing a piece of driftwood.

"Immortal/Brother Immortal, could that be Seagod Island?!"

The words just fell.

Zhu Zhuqing, Dugu Yan, Yu Tianheng, and the others immediately sensed something was wrong, and their expressions changed drastically.

"What a coincidence!" "This is a trap to lure us to the island!"

Li Zhexian looked at his friends with admiration, noting that their eyesight and alertness were truly remarkable.

He could pave the way for his friends to become gods.

But the final result.

Ultimately, it's up to them to decide.

“That’s right, our whereabouts have already been exposed.”

Li Zhexian's gaze swept over the sea mist and the island.

His tone suddenly turned icy, carrying the roar of a dragon and the cry of a sword, which reverberated throughout the sea.

"Pretend to be a ghost, get out of here!"

Within the sonic waves lay the spiritual and sword intent of annihilation, as if an invisible domain had suddenly expanded.

boom!
boom!
boom!
The sea surface exploded with a deafening roar, centered on the ship.

Amidst the towering waves came countless mournful cries as demonic great white sharks were severely wounded by the sword energy, their blood instantly staining the sea red.

Deep in the fog.

Two suppressed groans of pain were heard.

Sa!
Sa!
A sudden whistling sound rang out.

A man with a gloomy face and a woman with a fish tail holding a flute fell awkwardly onto the deck.

The two men tried to get up.

Li Zhexian stepped forward, his sword pointing directly at him.

A pale golden sword light burst forth from his fingertips.

It was aimed directly at the woman's throat.

"The guardians of the sacred pillars on Poseidon Island?"

The sharp aura emanating from the sword light left a shallow mark on her neck, from which pale blue blood slowly seeped out.

"You...you're the one who killed Kaiba?!"

Li Zhexian remained silent with a cold expression.

"What faction do you belong to?!"

The man with the gloomy face, his vital organs held by Yu Tianheng and Feng Xiaotian with weapons at his side, gritted his teeth and said:
"Could it be that the Spirit Hall is still harboring treacherous intentions and wants to annex my Seagod Island?"

"I'm telling you, that's wishful thinking!"

boom!
boom!
boom!
On the sea where the mist is slowly dissipating.

Four towering columns of waves suddenly surged up, and the water curtain cascaded down like a waterfall.

In the misty water vapor.

Four figures stood on the crest of the wave, surrounding the boat from four corners.

"Release Hai Wang and Hai Nu immediately!"

The Sea Spear Douluo roared like a tidal wave, causing the sea to surge.

He suddenly hurled his spear.

The spear, accompanied by a roaring tornado of seawater, pierced straight towards Li Zhexian.

Faced with this devastating attack that cleaved the sea.

Li Zhexian slowly raised his hand, intending to catch it with his bare hands.

"Insanity!"

Sea Spear Douluo snorted coldly.

His Nanook spear is the foremost among the seven sacred pillars for attack.

Even if the high priest himself were to arrive.

They would never dare to accept it empty-handed.

however.

next moment.

Under the horrified gazes of the guardians of the sacred pillars.

The white-robed youth unleashed a sword intent beyond their comprehension from his palm, causing the once imposing spear to tremble with a mournful cry as he casually grasped it in his hand.

"This is impossible!!!"

Sea Spear Douluo cried out in shock, his expression changed drastically, and blood spilled from the corner of his lips.

Then the boy clenched his five fingers.

His invincible Nanook spear was shattered inch by inch.

Crushing a top-tier weapon spirit with bare hands?!

What level of power does this expert possess?!

Looking at the young man's youthful yet cold eyes, the six Holy Pillars felt a surge of shock.

They thought.

Tang San is already a rare genius on the mainland.

Unexpectedly, the young man before them was even more extraordinary.

The sword intent flowed in Li Zhexian's palm.

The mournful cries of a shattered martial spirit echoed in my ears.

And at this time.

In the direction of the island at the edge of the field of vision.

A colossal wave, obscuring the sky, surged forth.

Above the crest of the tide.

A figure dressed in a red robe stood silently.

Its aura is even more unfathomable than the entire vast ocean...

(End of this chapter)