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

Chapter 530 Li Zhexian Finally Makes His Move! This scene, I say, is a pity, it is fate (Extra Chapter)

"I'm sorry, Immortal Brother, I've disappointed you..."

Huo Yuhao's tone was helpless.

Li Bai had already said that.

Although a projection shines down, it won't help him fight the enemy.

That would defeat the purpose of the experience.

He readily agreed, brimming with confidence.

But the current situation.

It is indeed necessary for the Immortal Brother to take action.

Those present first looked at Huo Yuhao, and then at the young man in white.

Level 10 Soul Tool.

This is a power that transcends the mortal realm.

Even a Limit Douluo would probably only be able to barely protect himself.

Could this mysterious young man in white really be able to stop a level 10 soul tool?!
Moon harbored a faint sense of anticipation.

Such emotions were extremely rare for him, the Holy Dragon of Light.

But he was genuinely curious about the boy in the white shirt.

"Surely Your Excellency, the Immortal, can withstand the Tower of Death."

The crimson light emanating from the Death Tower shone on Ye Xishui's face, making her red lips appear as if smeared with blood, giving her an incomparably sinister aura.

She looked at Li Zhexian.

My first conversation with him.

"I do not know which reclusive genius you are, or which old monster lurking in the mountains."

"Judging from your ability to train Huo Yuhao and treat Mu En, you must have quite a few skills."

"but……"

Ye Xishui leaned slightly forward, adopting a disdainful posture, the curve of her lips becoming increasingly unrestrained.

"So what if you are a god!"

"The rules of the mortal realm suppress the gods!"

"What can you do to me?!"

That's an overly domineering statement.

Hearing this sent chills down the spines of the powerful figures, making them feel even more desperate.

"Pfft!"

Just as the atmosphere was oppressive and deathly silent, a laugh suddenly rang out.

One gaze after another followed the sound.

Tianmeng Bingcan clutched her stomach, laughing uncontrollably.

"Hahaha, I'm really sorry, I just couldn't hold back!"

"Brother Immortal, how long has it been since anyone spoke to you like that?"

Li Zhexian flicked the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm on his shoulder with his finger.

Immediately, he turned his head and said to Huo Yuhao:

"You did a good job, I'm very satisfied."

We shouldn't have too high expectations for teenagers.

Just like when he was young and impetuous, he did many astonishing things.

I am grateful to the seniors who helped me at that time.

He is now a senior.

Young people know the hardships of youth. Having weathered the storms on the edge of a knife, I wish to provide a peaceful haven for those who come after me.

Huo Yuhao let out a long breath and respectfully bowed to Li Zhexian.

Li Zhexian's gaze fell on Ye Xishui, a faint smile playing on his handsome face.

“An elder in my family loved to wield the brush and ink, and this Death Tower could barely serve as a paperweight.”

He raised his hand and gestured.

The Tower of Death, which had driven many powerful individuals to despair, crumbled from the void.

The instant Li Zhexian slightly closed his five fingers, it transformed into a dark red stream of light and obediently fell into his palm.

The tower itself is only a few inches long and has no trace of its ferocity.

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Everyone was deathly silent.

A series of blank stares focused on the white-clad youth whose every move exuded elegance and grace.

This is not over yet.

Li Zhexian glanced at the shrunken Death Tower in his palm, his gaze unwavering.

Then, I looked up at this devastated world.

"The sight here is a pity, I say, it is the will of Heaven."

He pointed his fingers like a sword.

He casually made a stroke in the void.

A chaotic sword light was unleashed.

Where the sword light passed.

The voice of the Great Dao resounded throughout heaven and earth. Time began to flow backward.

The sea of ​​lava cooled and solidified at a visible rate, rising again to form a majestic mountain.

The surface of the charred, hard rock gleamed with a moist sheen, soil sprang up out of nowhere, and tender green grass sprouted, growing into a lush meadow.

Trees rise from the ground, and in a few breaths, the primeval forest with ancient trees reaching for the sky is restored.

Where the wind passes.

It was no longer the smell of sulfur and death, but the freshness of grass and trees.

Those powerful individuals who were harvested by the Tower of Death were also retrieved from the river of time.

They stood there blankly, their eyes quickly regaining their sparkle.

Even their dissipated soul power and tattered robes remained unchanged.

The spatial rift was smoothed out, and the lingering energy waves subsided into silence.

Just a moment.

Mountains and rivers have been restored, lives have been reunited, and the clouds are clear and the wind is gentle.

It was as if the earth-shattering battle that engulfed the power of countless Limit Douluos and resulted in numerous deaths and injuries had never happened.

"I...I'm alive..."

Zhongli Wu looked down at his palm, his expression changing from blank to ecstatic.

Li Zhexian raised an eyebrow and looked over.

Time and space twist and turn under his gaze, and cause and effect change according to his will.

Zhongliwu was directly erased on the spot and turned into a golden grass seed, floating in the air.

Li Zhexian reached out, took the golden grass seed, and tossed it to Huo Yuhao, who was frozen in place.

"Take it now."

A long silence followed.

A series of blank stares were fixed on the white-clad youth who took out a wine jug and tilted his head back to gulp down the wine.

"Gu..."

At this time.

The sound of swallowing saliva was particularly jarring in this atmosphere where you could hear a pin drop.

Those present came to their senses, gazing at the lush green mountains, their hearts filled with a turbulent surge of emotions.

What level of power is this?!
He casually acquired the level 10 soul tool, the Death God Tower, and with a single thought, he could transform the green hills!

Comparison.

With just a glance, Zhongliwu was erased; he was the most insignificant of all.

The same thought arose in the minds of many powerful individuals.

"This young man in white is a god! There really is a deity behind Huo Yuhao!"

"Mr. Mu..."

Xuanzi and the other Shrek Academy experts stared blankly at Mu En.

Before this.

They didn't know the white-robed youth's identity and were curious as to why Mu En and Huo Yuhao treated him with such respect.

I get it now.

This young man in white is a god!
"miracle……"

Moon's heart trembled.

Just as he thought, Li Zhexian was indeed a banished immortal, and must be an extremely powerful being among the gods.

"Pshaw, what's so great about being a god!"

Hearing the murmurs of alarm around him, Tianmeng Bingcan stood with his hands on his hips and his head held high.

"Even if all the gods in the heavens were tied together, they wouldn't be qualified to carry the shoes of this immortal!"

These words were truly earth-shattering, leaving everyone stunned and bewildered.

Huo Yuhao cupped his hands and said:

"Thank you for your help, Immortal Brother."

Li Zhexian waved his hand, revealing a look of great interest.

The real show is yet to come.

Huo Yuhao shook his head and smiled bitterly.

He himself, a banished immortal, had roamed the vast universe and witnessed countless magnificent sights.

Instead, they became somewhat interested in the grudges and entanglements of the older generation.

He glanced at Yan Shaozhe, who was still in a daze because of the intervention of the Immortal Brother, and sighed helplessly.

Dean...

You'll have more scenes to film later.

I don't know if you can handle it.

Such a thought flashed through my mind.

Huo Yuhao looked at Ye Xishui, whose face was deathly pale, and said:

"Ye Xishui, even though the Death God Tower has broken through the shackles of the mortal realm, did you ever expect what kind of supreme power is guarding this place?"

"Today, all the old friends are still here, but those long-standing grievances, buried deep in our hearts for a century, have rotted into poison..."

"Aren't you going to explain yourself clearly?"

(End of this chapter)