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

Chapter 409 One person must defeat the five Great God Kings and three thousand gods! An impossible task.
The God of Destruction looked at Li Zhexian.

"According to the laws of the divine realm, soul beasts cannot become gods."

"Your three soul beasts should be sent back to the mortal realm according to the law."

The Sea of ​​Consciousness.

"The Immortal Brother!"

Tianmeng Ice Silkworm was so anxious that it rolled around on the ground.

"Use your life to be reborn and defeat Him!"

The Ice and Snow Emperors clasped their slender hands tightly, a sense of powerlessness welling up in their azure eyes.

Is it still impossible to escape the ironclad rule that soul beasts cannot become gods?

"Exiled Immortal..."

"We can go back to the far north first..."

"no need to worry."

Li Zhexian's peaceful voice swept across the sea of ​​consciousness.

In the temple.

Li Zhexian raised his eyes and met the gaze of the God of Destruction.

"What if I say no?"

These five words are so light and airy.

It sent chills down the spines of the gods.

The sea god, who had just returned to his seat, almost instinctively wanted to get up again.

The other deities were also secretly channeling their divine power, ready to tear through space and escape at any moment.

Since the calamity of the Dragon God.

The realm of gods has not experienced a divine war at the level of god-kings for far too long.

On one side is an ancient god-king who wields the power of destruction.

On one side is a newly promoted god-king who has shown his sharp edge and wields several powers.

Li Bai, the banished immortal, gazes at the God of Destruction from afar.

The sword intent and the aura of destruction clashed violently in the void.

Zizi!

Zizi!

Space was torn apart like a rag, and spatial turbulence surged like a rushing river, with sword intent and the aura of destruction forming a standoff.

Just as the Primordial Sword Intent was about to burst forth from Li Zhexian's fingertips.

Two gentle forces intervened: the God of Kindness and the Goddess of Life intervened and gently separated the two who were locked in confrontation.

"Okay."

Ji Dong laughed:

"The two god-kings are really fighting; this temple will probably have to be rebuilt."

The God of Destruction remained indifferent.

"Soul beasts cannot become gods; this is an ironclad rule."

"Since it's an ironclad rule..."

Li Zhexian said:
"Why was I able to ascend to the realm of gods with them? Could this be the tacit approval of the laws?"

This question left the God of Destruction speechless.

Ji Dong said at the opportune moment:

"What the Sword Master says makes sense."

"Once you reshape their divine bodies, it will not be considered a violation of the law."

"Moreover, the realm of a God-King still needs the gods under his command."

The God of Destruction remained silent for a long time before finally frowning and nodding.

"Since we've come up with this..."

"That's exactly what I wanted to ask too."

Li Zhexian interrupted the God of Destruction, saying:
Why can't soul beasts become gods?

He flicked his fingers.

A vast panorama of time and space slowly unfolds in the center of the temple.

That is the predetermined future of Douluo Continent for tens of thousands of years to come...

Even if there is a method for dealing with souls.

Soul beasts continue to meet their end amidst the expansion of human civilization.

Forests are burning, the far north is melting, and the seas are drying up...

Even the dragon body of the Beast God Emperor Tian was forged into a warship.

The soul beasts were completely wiped out in the long river of history.

Tianmeng and the two emperors, Bing and Xue, stared blankly at the scenes in the scroll, their hearts filled with endless sorrow.

"Ten thousand years is but a fleeting moment to the gods."

Li Zhexian's deep voice echoed in the temple.

"The fate of the Soul Beast race is in this seemingly short future."

"I know that even gods cannot resolve the fundamental conflict between humans and soul beasts."

"Today, I am not attempting to solve this age-old problem."

He surveyed the gods, each word carrying immense weight:

"Just to give the Soul Beast race a chance to become gods."

The echo reverberated, and the gods fell silent.

Ji Dong's expression turned solemn.

On the throne, the Asura God opened his eyes, his scarlet pupils seemingly churning with a sea of ​​blood. Then, in the silence...

An elderly man in a gray robe, ignoring the anxious tugging of the priest beside him, suddenly stood up and shouted in a deep voice:

"Non-my family, its heart must be different!"

He stared directly at Li Zhexian, his voice like the tolling of a bell:
"Since the Sword Master God King has merged with the Divine Crystal, he must already know the history of the God Realm."

"Including that divine tragedy ignited by the Dragon God?"

The old man, holding a scroll, took a step forward.

"The lower gods only ask one question..."

"If the Sword Master God King's decision today reignites the Great War of the Gods, leading to the downfall of the God Realm..."

"Can the Sword Master God King bear such a colossal sin?!"

He is not a god in the strict sense.

Instead, it is located under the divine status.

A high priest responsible for recording the changing eras of the divine realm.

The old man was prepared to be killed by the newly ascended God-King with a single sword strike.

He looked up and closed his eyes.

But then I heard...

"I can handle it."

Li Zhexian's response was clear and calm.

He lightly tapped the void with his finger, and the starlight gathered, transforming into a dazzling divine script, one of the powers he wielded:

[Monitor and eliminate any abnormal entities that may shake the foundations of the divine realm.]

"This is my duty, and I can shoulder it."

"If that day ever comes, I will bear the responsibility."

The temple remained silent.

But a subtle change has already occurred.

Even those gods who harbored reservations about the newly crowned God-King's prowess couldn't help but feel a touch of admiration for his almost arrogant sense of responsibility and courage.

The Fire-Bearing Priest gave Li Zhexian a deep look, then shook his head and sat down.

And just then.

The God of Destruction spoke:
"Sword Master, give up."

A purple aura of destruction swirled around him, flowing silently.

"Even if your sword is sharp enough to intimidate all the gods; even if you can persuade all the gods present today; even if... we all agree that soul beasts can become gods."

He raised his eyes and gazed at the white-robed youth, his gaze filled with an indifference that had remained unchanged for countless ages.

"It's still meaningless."

Ji Dong sighed softly and nodded helplessly.

"That's true."

Li Zhexian frowned.

The Asura God, who had been silent all along, finally spoke:
“Sword Master, you do not have the authority to change the laws of the divine realm.”

He paused slightly, then continued:
"To be precise..."

"Since the birth of the divine realm, no deity has ever been granted this authority."

"On the contrary, all the authority held by the gods is bestowed by the laws of the divine realm."

The Asura God's gaze pierced Li Zhexian.

"If you want to change the laws that maintain the existence of the divine realm, you must possess power that transcends the laws of the divine realm."

"In other words."

"You need to do it all by yourself."

"Surpassing even us five God-Kings..."

"The sum of three thousand deities."

The gazes of the gods became ambiguous.

Between the seats of the first-level deities.

Qian Renxue gazed at the white-robed youth, a hint of tenderness flashing across her beautiful face.

Her trust in him was unwavering.

Even when facing deities.

This belief has never wavered in the slightest.

Today, as she ascends to the realm of gods, it is time for Li Zhexian to establish her authority, which is why she refrained from attacking several times earlier.

however.

One person is better than three thousand gods...

This is something even the Dragon God could never do.

The karma of the soul beasts was far greater than imagined.

"Sword Master, how is it?"

The Asura God opened his palm.

A pool of blood rose and fell in his palm, slowly condensing into the Asura Demon Sword.

"Not to mention that one person defeated three thousand gods."

“Your authority to judge has encroached upon my authority to judge.”

"It's better than..."

"Let's test our swordsmanship."

(End of this chapter)