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

Chapter 429 Comprehending the Sword is Too Difficult; There is Another Sword Above the Primordial Beginning! The Silver Dragon King Helps Li Zhexian Absorb the Dragon God's Bloodline

Li Zhexian laughed and said:
"Sister Yan Yan and the others are all well in the God Realm. There, the clouds are dazzling and the Milky Way is within reach. Seniors, please rest assured."

He remained silent about the impending crisis of spacetime turbulence.

There's no need to let the seniors know about this; it would only cause them unnecessary worry and would do no good.

"Hahaha, with you, the banished immortal, looking after us, we are naturally at ease."

Dugu Bo raised the wine jar high.

"I'm in such high spirits today, I won't leave until I'm completely drunk."

These top experts from the continent drank heartily from the wine jars, not caring that the wine soaked their clothes.

In an instant, the aroma of wine filled the air, and a sense of pride and excitement permeated the courtyard.

Li Zhexian finished his wine and saw the longing in the brows of his aging elders.

"Seniors, rest assured, apart from the pre-determined names in the God Realm, the Immortal will allow you all to witness the scenery of the God Realm."

On a normal day

People worry that Li Zhexian will have to go through all sorts of hardships to achieve this goal.

But at that moment, he was quite intoxicated.

Those concerns have long been forgotten.

They all laughed and agreed.

Guangling swayed to Li Zhexian's side, let out a burp, and said:
"The matter of the divine realm is not urgent for now."

"Immortal, why didn't you bring me any food from the divine realm?"

Li Zhexian placed the wine cup on the table.

The wine in the glass rippled in circles.

A wisp of sandalwood smoke rose from the wine and condensed into a plate of pastries on the table.

"Senior Guangling, this is Jade Dew Cake from the Divine Realm."

"It's a pity you can only savor its taste now. I'll accompany you on a tour when we go to the realm of gods in the future."

"He who truly understands me is a banished immortal!"

Guangling happily picked up the pastries, and Jiangmo reached out to take one, but was slapped away by him.

After several rounds of drinks...

The crowd grew increasingly drunk.

A sharp sword light suddenly shot into the sky.

Dust Heart's hair flew wildly, and sword energy swirled around him.

"Everyone has been busy with their own affairs, and we haven't met to exchange ideas for two years."

"Since the immortal is here today, why not demonstrate martial arts and discuss the Dao before the God-King, and see if there has been any progress in martial arts over the past two years!"

The words fell.

He was already standing on the Seven Kill Sword, looking down at the crowd in the courtyard from mid-air.

"Who will dare to challenge me, Chen?"

Just as Jin'e, Dugu Bo, and Qian Daoliu were about to get up, a figure was faster than them.

"Hahahaha! I love martial arts competitions the most. I wasn't quite satisfied with the last Tianji Martial Arts Tournament!"

Although Yu Yuanzhen had a pale face and white hair, he remained as domineering as ever, rising up with lightning.

"Chen Xin, I have come to meet you!"

In an instant.

Sword light flashed and thunder roared.

Chen Xin had reached the peak of level 99, while Yu Yuanzhen had cultivated diligently for several years and reached level 98.

As the two fought fiercely, their sword energy intertwined with lightning, causing the wind and clouds to change color.

Seeing the two fighting so fiercely, Dugu Bo laughed loudly, and the golden crocodile was surrounded by a great golden light, while the wind white dragon had already merged into the wind.

Li Zhexian waved his hand gently.

An invisible ripple quietly spread out, enveloping the entire courtyard and the sky above, forming an independent space-time.

No matter how violent and rampant the energy within it is, it cannot affect the surrounding mountains, rocks, and vegetation.

He stood quietly under the plum tree.

I looked up and saw the figures entangled and fighting in the air.

To be honest.

With his current strength.

The struggle before him seemed far too weak to him.

With just a single thought, it can be ended.

however.

As the gaze shifted.

What Li Bai saw was subtly changing.

Beyond the level of winning or losing.

He glimpsed something more authentic behind the moves.

then.

The vision in his eyes gradually changed.

Beneath Chen Xin's incomparably sharp sword light, the hilt of the sword was wrapped with a red tassel, which he always held in his palm, telling a story of unspoken tenderness.

Dugu Bo has struggled all the way from the weakest Douluo to the present day, and the ten cries of the Azure Serpent Emperor are an indelible testament to his resilience.

Furthermore, the way the white dragon roams in the wind, waiting for its chance to strike, reflects its unwavering commitment to its own path.

Li Zhexian's eyes grew even deeper. His gaze pierced through the surface of the moves.

It directly touched upon the very foundation that underpins the existence of these forces.

"The sword has its trajectory, thunder has its form, and power has its source..."

He whispered in his mind.

"These all fall within the category of 'existence,' and are still within the framework of the laws derived from 'the beginning.'"

The instant a thought shifts.

It was as if ice was shattering in his sea of ​​consciousness.

A flash of inspiration!
But before he could grasp it, the realization seemed to be shrouded in a thin mist.

So close, yet worlds apart, driving him to the brink of madness.

"Comprehending the sword is too difficult!"

"The Eleven Swords of Azure Lotus, each one fraught with hardship!"

"It's understandable that this twelfth sword strike cannot be completed in one go!"

There was no sign of dejection in Li Zhexian's eyes.

in contrast.

His eyes were bright and he was in a good mood.

After this experience.

He was certain...

Above the eleventh sword, there is indeed an even more transcendent sword move.

The essence of that sword strike surpassed even the primordial sword intent.

This exhilarating banquet lasted for a full day and night.

As the moon rose and the sun set, and the first light of dawn appeared, Dugu Bo and the others, slightly drunk, helped each other off and left.

They are all discerning people.

It was obvious that Li Zhexian had come to this courtyard specifically for this purpose.

Even though I felt that a day was too short, I didn't want to bother you any further.

It doesn't matter...

The boy had already promised to let them see the wonders of the divine realm, and there was still a long way to go.

After seeing everyone off, the courtyard returned to silence.

Just as Li Zhexian was about to concentrate on continuing to comprehend the Dao of the Sword, his sword-like eyebrows suddenly twitched.

He had a thought in his mind.

They disappeared from the courtyard.

It appeared above the clouds outside Tiandou City.

"Senior Di Tian, ​​what business do you have with me?"

The man in the black robe was startled when he saw Li Zhexian appear silently in front of him, but he quickly calmed down after thinking about the latter's current level of cultivation.

It remained silent for a moment, then knelt on one knee and respectfully said:

"I have met my lord."

"Your sister invites you to the Starry Sky Forest, saying she has a gift for you."

The Silver Dragon King once said that seeing the statue of Li Zhexian was like seeing her in person.

Moreover, the bloodline pressure emanating from Li Zhexian at this moment was exactly the same as when he faced the Silver Dragon King, causing him to tremble uncontrollably.

He truly deserved that title of "My Lord".

Li Zhexian reached out his hand to help.

A gentle force lifted Di Tian up.

He hesitated for a moment.

Considering the time difference between a day in the divine realm and a year in the mortal realm, there is still plenty of time to spare.

"It has indeed been a long time since I've seen my old friends from Starry Forest."

The words fell.

The surrounding clouds and mist rippled like water.

Waiting for the Emperor to settle the matter.

We are now on the shore of the Lake of Life, at the heart of the Starry Sky Forest.

"Brothers who have been banished to the heavens!"

Li Zhexian chatted with Da Ming and Er Ming with a smile, telling them in detail about Xiao Wu's well-being in the divine realm.

The conversation is over.

The Emperor Tian led the way.

He returned to the ley line palace.

After playing with the divine butterfly and the three-eyed golden lion for a while, he finally looked up at the dragon's lair deep within the palace.

At this moment, Li Zhexian felt a peculiar sensation compared to when he first came here.

He felt a deep, intimate resonance from his bloodline, something mysterious and indescribable.

"Let's go."

Li Zhexian walked slowly toward the dragon's nest.

Every step you take.

The golden blood beneath the skin and flesh then became more visible...

(End of this chapter)