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

Chapter 58 Li Zhexian's Third Soul Ring, Soul Bone—Twelve Sword Feathers
Li Zhexian was worried that if he continued to spy, he would be discovered.

He quietly withdrew his gaze.

Deep at the bottom of the cliff.

The atmosphere of impending doom grew even stronger.

The fierce and chilling aura permeating the air made Li Zhexian, who was lying on the ground, feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

however.

The numerous spirit beasts remained motionless.

A pair of greedy and ferocious beastly eyes were fixed on the mysterious little tree on the cliff.

They are all waiting for the saplings to blossom and bear fruit...

Time slipped away quietly amidst the increasingly heavy breathing of the soul beasts.

at last!

A faint, sweet fragrance quietly spread out.

The only bud on the sapling has unfurled a crystal-clear petal.

The sacred tree is about to ripen!

This moment!

All the suppressed ferocity erupted!
Roar--!
Roar--!
A deafening roar ripped through the deathly silence.

The bottom of the cliff transformed into a boiling tide of beasts.

One after another, the soul beasts surged towards the cliff face like a flood bursting its banks.

The earth shook violently, and rocks tumbled down like rain.

Li Zhexian's expression changed drastically.

Giant hooves, like millstones, crashed down, bringing with them a foul stench.

He narrowly escaped danger in the narrow passage, and only after several awkward maneuvers did he manage to get away from the area where the soul beast was attacking.

fortunately!

In the eyes of all the soul beasts.

Only that small tree remained.

They had no time to care about him, such a small human being.

Li Zhexian held his breath, witnessing a battle far more primal and bloody than any other battle between soul masters.

The Bloodtooth Demon Tiger's body surged with crimson malevolent energy. Its massive maw suddenly snapped down, clamping down on the silver-white centipede. Sharp teeth clashed, and silvery fluid and shattered carapace splattered everywhere.

The golden python's massive body suddenly coiled, ensnaring several thousand-year-old soul beasts within it. A sickeningly loud sound of bones shattering rang out, and blood mist filled the air.

In mid-air, a blood-stained unicorn pegasus was locked in a fierce battle with a golden-winged giant eagle; its sanctity was gone, replaced by carnage.

In just a few breaths!

We haven't even touched the cliff face yet!

More than a dozen soul beasts have already been reduced to mangled limbs and broken bones, their blood staining the bottom of the cliff.

The remaining ferocious beasts finally rushed down the cliff, about to pounce on the miraculous sapling that was about to fully mature.

The dragon-headed falcon stands high above.

A pair of dragon eyes looked down at the blood-stained soul beast below, a hint of human-like mockery flashing across them.

It finally moved.

Sa——

Sa——

The twelve sword feathers hanging behind his head suddenly detached from his body.

Twelve sharp sword lights, each carrying a different elemental power, pierced through the air, trapping all the soul beasts that had rushed to the cliff face.

Each sword feather is connected by its own energy, subtly forming a sword formation, and the decisive battle is already won.

It... actually intends to wipe out all the soul beasts in one fell swoop!
The imprisoned soul beast roared in anger, charging wildly at the twelve sharp sword lights.

boom--!
boom--!
The giant net of sword light trembled violently, almost breaking apart.

With its wings spread wide, the dragon-headed sword falcon, its massive body with a wingspan of nearly ten meters, transformed into a bolt of lightning and charged fiercely into the sword formation.

The moment they entered the formation, another unexpected event occurred.

The dragon-headed sword falcon's figure suddenly blurred, splitting into several afterimages.

Behind each afterimage, a sword feather phantom shimmering with different attributes coalesced.

Within the sword formation domain!
In an instant, sword energy surged forth!
Sword lights of various attributes poured down like a storm!

The speed was so fast that it intertwined into a dazzling web of deathly light!

An unparalleled sharp force raged and cut wildly within it!
Only the mournful roars of the soul beasts pierced through the sword net.

Crimson blood seeped out like a stream along the edge of the confinement area.

Li Zhexian's handsome face was solemn and serene.

This dragon-headed sword falcon is ridiculously strong.

It truly lives up to its reputation as a rare beast imbued with divine aura.

With a thousand years of cultivation, he ruthlessly attacked and killed a group of powerful soul beasts.

Looking at the several hawk shadows flying and fighting within the sword formation, and the various elemental sword lights raging within it.

A hint of confusion flashed in Li Zhexian's eyes.

"Dragon-headed Saber Falcon..."

"Which deity's aura has it tainted?" "How can it simultaneously wield so many elemental powers?"

"Dragon Head..."

His gaze froze, and a guess formed in his mind.

Bah!
Bang-!
at this time.

The brilliance of the twelve sword feathers dimmed rapidly, disappearing back into the back of the dragon-headed falcon's head.

With a flap of its giant wings, it landed back on the ground at the bottom of the cliff, its dragon eyes coldly watching the gradually dissipating crimson blood mist.

The once crowded and noisy bottom of the cliff is now only occupied by a few scattered soul beasts.

on the ground.

Half of the Bloodtooth Demon Tiger's body was almost torn apart, and the golden python's scales peeled off, revealing its stark white bones.

midair.

The unicorn wing was broken in half and it was teetering on the brink of collapse.

The bottom of the cliff was deathly silent.

The strong smell of blood was suffocating.

Limbs and severed arms were scattered everywhere, and blood pooled together in a crimson pool.

Having consumed the herb of tortoise breath, Li Zhexian remained motionless, immersed in the pool of blood like a dead object.

After a brief moment of silence.

The final battle erupted once again.

The heavily wounded Bloodtooth Tiger, Golden Python, and Unicorn Pegasus all pounced on the equally weakened Dragon-Headed Sword Falcon!
The sword feathers on the back of its head had completely faded and could no longer be used for a while.

The most primitive and brutal hand-to-hand combat began.

Limbs and feathers flew like a torrential rain, and the roars of beasts and the sound of bones cracking were deafening.

The neck of the unicorn Pegasus was bitten off by the dragon-headed saber falcon!
The right wing of the falcon, along with half of its arm, was torn off during the dying counterattack of the Bloodtooth Tiger!

At the same time, the golden python's cold body tightly coiled around the falcon's body, strangling it relentlessly!

finally.

The tiger's heart was pierced, and the python's vital spot was torn apart.

The dragon-headed sword falcon was already on its last legs.

It struggled, but couldn't even stand up.

The dragon's last remaining eye was fixed on the sapling that had already matured on the cliff face.

It was filled with endless longing.

wow-

wow-

At this time.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps flowing through blood could be heard.

The dragon-headed saber falcon's pupils contracted sharply, and it turned its head with difficulty.

A human boy in a white shirt, dripping with blood, walked step by step toward it.

"Wow—"

It let out a faint yet still majestic hiss.

The last remaining sword feather behind his head slowly rose, pointing at the human boy.

Li Zhexian held the Azure Lotus Sword.

With its extremely sharp edge, the raised sword feather snapped off instantly.

"I understand……"

Li Zhexian gazed at the dying beast and whispered:
"Why is there no trace of this dragon-headed sword falcon in the original story?"

"These ferocious soul beasts, along with the divine tree on this cliff... ultimately perished together at the bottom of this unknown cliff."

He slowly raised the Azure Lotus Sword.

A purple spirit ring rose from beneath his feet and coiled around the sword.

A wisp of cool starlight quietly descended and gathered on the tip of the sword.

"Having received such a great opportunity, saying anything more would be pretentious."

"Dragon-headed Saber Falcon..."

Li Zhexian lowered his wrist, and the sword light slashed down fiercely.

"I'll see you off on your final journey."

puff-

The dragon's head fell to the ground in response.

A strange soul ring, branded with twelve sword feathers, slowly floated up from the corpse of the dragon-headed sword falcon.

at the same time.

The twelve sword feathers also emerged one by one from its remains, shimmering with light and floating silently.

　There will be another chapter before 8 o'clock...

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