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

Chapter 427 A Beginning and an End: Li Zhexian Returns to His Courtyard in the Lower Realm and Comprehends His Final Sword Technique

The main hall of the Divine Realm Committee was mostly damaged.

The Earth God led the master craftsmen and priests to quickly rebuild it and restore it to its approximate appearance.

The gods took their seats in turn.

The atmosphere was so heavy it seemed as if water could freeze from it.

One of the original six seats for the God-Kings has now been removed.

I don't know if the Earth God did it on purpose.

Of the five newly created seats, the position of Sword Master was placed in the center.

After a brief moment of dead silence.

Poseidon's voice was deep and resonant:
"The spacetime storm is still far from the star field where the God Realm is located, so we should still have time to prepare, right?"

"Not long."

Li Zhexian spoke:

"The energy unleashed when the Golden Dragon King fell was so immense that it attracted a spacetime storm from a distant land."

"The spacetime storm, imbued with the laws of time, is of unpredictable speed and can traverse countless star fields in an instant."

"It's hard to predict when it will arrive."

As he spoke.

There was a subtle fluctuation in his aura.

Beneath the skin and flesh, golden blood flowed, accompanied by the roar of a dragon.

The Dragon God's bloodline is too domineering; even the Immaculate Glass Body cannot completely suppress it.

A wisp of malevolent aura emanated from Li Zhexian, causing the nearby first-level deities to feel a chill run down their spines.

"The Sword Master is right!"

Poseidon quickly echoed.

He then sat back down with an even more serious expression.

"Then... how do we resist the spacetime storm?"

Ji Dong frowned.

For a while.

All the gods' eyes were focused on Li Zhexian.

His victories against Asura, Destroyer, and Golden Dragon King have shocked the gods, elevating the Sword Master's name above the other five God Kings.

Faced with this desperate situation concerning the survival of the divine realm, he became the backbone of the gods.

Qian Renxue, Zhu Zhuqing, and the others in the seats were filled with pride for him, but also with an indescribable heartache.

No matter where he is, he shines brightly, but behind that brilliance lies the responsibility on the shoulders of this young man.

"Gather all available resources and deities to rebuild the divine realm's defense system."

Li Zhexian raised his eyes and swept them over the gods present.

"I will go into seclusion to comprehend swordsmanship."

"If I can't make a breakthrough before the spacetime storm arrives..."

"Then the only option is to banish the realm of gods, allowing it to wander into the universe."

"In this way, even though the future is uncertain, it is better than being obliterated in the storm of time and space."

Hear this.

The gods' faces all darkened.

Secluded cultivation to comprehend swordsmanship...

It is already difficult to achieve a breakthrough in such a short time.

Moreover, the Sword Master has already reached the pinnacle of all gods; to advance further would be nearly impossible.

"Exiled to the realm of the gods..."

"It means severing ties with the mortal realm..."

"The realm of gods will become like duckweed adrift in the universe, and it is unknown when or how long it will be before they can find their way back home..."

A sense of bewilderment spread among the gods, and the atmosphere grew increasingly oppressive.

Li Zhexian said no more, ignoring the gloomy faces of the gods, and suddenly stood up and walked out of the hall.

Qian Renxue, Zhu Zhuqing, and the others quickly followed behind.

He stopped in his tracks as he approached the God of Destruction, who was being held captive by the gods.

"Destruction has caused a grave mistake, leading to the Golden Dragon King breaking free of his seal. According to the law, he should be thrown into the Divine Prison..."

"We need manpower to build a defensive barrier right now. We'll deal with it after we've survived the catastrophe in the divine realm."

He slightly turned his head, not looking at the deathly pale face of the God of Destruction, but instead turned his gaze to the four God Kings, including Ji Dong and Shura.

After seeing them nod in agreement.

The divine decree was then officially issued.

The gods dared not delay and immediately set to work, beginning to construct the divine realm's defenses.

Li Zhexian transformed into a streak of sword light and sped towards the Eastern Divine Realm.

along the way.

The once peaceful and magnificent divine realm is no more; it is now devastated, the stars are dim, and the earth is cracked.

Dugu Yan said softly:

"Grandpa chose to stay in the mortal realm to accompany his deceased friend on his final journey. He said he would come to the divine realm with me after his friend's passing."

"In retrospect, this is actually a good thing. The realm of gods is in such turmoil that it is not as peaceful as the human world."

Upon hearing this, Qian Renxue and Zhu Zhuqing both bit their red lips lightly and looked at each other in silence. Weren't they the same?

The elders in the family, whether they were attached to their homeland or reluctant to part with worldly ties, ultimately chose to remain in the mortal world.

There's nothing we can do about this.

It also stems from the relentless constraints of the ironclad laws of the divine realm.

Even a first-level deity can only bring a limited number of relatives.

We cannot bring all our relatives and friends to the divine realm.

Oscar said with difficulty:

"Brother Immortal, if the God Realm is truly banished, will we never be able to contact the mortal world again?"

Everyone looked sorrowful.

They are now faced with a difficult choice:
Bringing our loved ones up here would be far too dangerous in the face of such a cosmic catastrophe.

However, if the divine realm is not guided, once it is banished, it may mean a permanent farewell.

Even if the God Realm were to return one day, the Douluo Continent would likely have already undergone tremendous changes, and all former friends and relatives would have turned to dust.

"will not."

Li Zhexian's tone was calm yet unquestionable.

"I will not let that happen."

"You should return to the temple for a short rest, and then devote your full attention to the construction of the divine realm's defenses."

"I am currently in seclusion; please do not disturb me."

A glimmer of hope finally ignited in everyone's eyes, and they nodded emphatically.

"it is good."

Inside the East Temple.

Silence.

Qian Renxue, Zhu Zhuqing, and others have all left.

Li Zhexian sat alone in the center of the main hall, concentrating on comprehending the sword.

But at this time.

In a dimly lit corner of the temple, three long-dormant auras suddenly awakened.

"Hahahaha, I've finally become a god!"

Three streaks of light suddenly flashed in front of Li Zhexian.

Besides the Ice and Snow Emperors, who still retain their original appearances, there was also a young man with ice-blue hair, who proudly put his hands on his hips and said:
"Hey, aren't you handsome, sir!"

Li Zhexian's lips curled up.

"Congratulations to the three of you on attaining divine status."

He paused slightly as he spoke.

"However, I also need to tell you some bad news..."

"The realm of gods is about to disappear."

Say it.

Li Zhexian waved his sleeve.

Everything that had just happened was then replayed in the light screen.

"Why is my life so miserable!"

With a sob in her eyes, Tianmeng followed the Ice and Snow Emperors to the front lines of the divine realm's construction.

Although building a barrier capable of withstanding time-space storms in a short period of time is almost a pipe dream.

But as long as there is a glimmer of hope, we must not give up.

The noise subsided.

Li Zhexian was finally left alone in the hall.

He closed his eyes and let his mind sink into the depths of his consciousness.

"The power and authority of all sentient beings' vows..."

at the same time.

In the Heavenly Dou Square, where statues of gods are enshrined in the lower realm.

The people who came to offer incense did not notice that the sandalwood smoke enveloping the statue moved almost imperceptibly.

A wisp of smoke drifted towards a certain direction of Tiandou City.

Li Zhexian returned to his small courtyard in Tiandou City.

One day in the realm of gods is equivalent to one year in the mortal realm.

Compared to the unpredictable and treacherous world of gods, he was more accustomed to the gentle days of the human realm.

In the courtyard, the four-season plum blossoms are in full bloom, while the plum trees have finished flowering, leaving only a tree full of green leaves.

Li Bai strolled under the tree and pointed with his finger.

The power of time ripples.

The plum trees bloom and fade, bearing abundant fruit.

"The first sword of the Azure Lotus Sword Song was comprehended here."

He ate a plum as he looked around the small courtyard that held so many memories.

"So……"

"The final strike should also be completed here."

(End of this chapter)