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

Chapter 95 The martial world is not only about poetry and wine, but also about blood on the sword.
"The venom of the Jade Scale Snake."

Li Zhexian took a sip of wine.

He handed the wine pot to Xue Qinghe beside him.

"Take a sip, it will detoxify you."

Xue Qinghe's cheeks flushed slightly as she accepted the drink and took a sip as instructed.

The two then stepped into the residence of the Power Clan.

Just entered.

This confirmed the chaotic scene outside the door.

The ground was torn apart like a spider web, and all the vegetation was destroyed.

A deathly silence enveloped the entire mansion.

Even the chirping of insects has disappeared.

Only the night wind howled and lingered.

Every few steps, you could see figures lying dead on the ground, all of them poisoned.

"Senior Dugu..."

Li Zhexian sighed softly, accepting this sentiment in his heart.

The two followed the crack in the ground to a courtyard.

Through the open courtyard gate, you can see Titan struggling to sit up inside.

His daytime arrogance had vanished completely.

His face was covered in blood, and his arms and legs were mangled.

Only by his imposing physique and crimson tiger eyes could one barely recognize him as Titan, the patriarch of the Power Clan.

And then they heard footsteps.

Titan looked over with difficulty.

When he saw the boy in the white shirt walking towards him.

His body stiffened abruptly, then began to tremble slightly.

"You... Sword Wine..."

Titan's throat bobbed, his voice hoarse.

Besides regret and the desire to kill, there was also a sense of utter despair and helplessness in his heart.

Li Zhexian looked at him and spoke calmly.

“I know what the Titan patriarch is thinking…”

"Besides regret, there is also resentment."

"This situation was indeed beyond my control, but your resentment is futile."

"Just like during the day, I was humiliated by you and resented myself for not being born two years earlier."

"Tonight, I will send the Titan chieftain on his way."

Zheng——

Acquired the Azure Lotus Sword.

A sharp, cold light flashed and disappeared in the night.

The sword's edge aimed straight for the Titan's neck.

Titan did not offer his neck for slaughter.

Even in death.

He too must die a glorious death.

"Ho-!"

A roar, like that of a dying beast, escaped from its throat.

Although he no longer has hands and feet.

Titan raised his head and charged headlong into the incoming sword light.

bang——

呲——

Li Zhexian felt a slight numbness in the palm of his hand holding the sword.

The Titan's head had been split in two.

His broken body crashed to the ground, lifeless.

Titan, the patriarch of the Power Clan, has fallen.

"Let's go."

Li Zhexian sheathed his sword and called to Xue Qinghe.

The two had only taken a few steps out of the courtyard.

far away……

A burly figure stumbled over.

Boom——

A bolt of lightning tore through the night.

The night wind suddenly became fierce.

By the fleeting flash of lightning.

When Li Zhexian saw who it was, a complex expression flashed across his face.

"They're all dead...they're all dead..."

"The Power Clan... is gone..."

The person who arrived was none other than Tyrone.

He was able to escape Dugu Bo's poison by reflecting on his mistakes in the underground shrine.

But the mansion was eerily quiet, and no one was looking for him, which aroused his suspicion.

He walked out of the ancestral hall.

What came into view was a scene of genocide and hell.

Tyrone's gaze passed over the white-clad youth several meters away and landed on the mangled corpse in the courtyard.

Tyron's face, which was turning ashen from poisoning, was shrouded in utter despair.

"Sword Wine..."

He growled hoarsely.

Step by step, he stumbled closer to Li Zhexian.

His soul power surged wildly within him as he attempted to gather his last bit of strength.

however.

Every minute that the soul power circulates.

The deadly poison further eroded his life force.

When Tailong reached Li Zhexian, he was already staggering.

Li Zhexian remained expressionless.

The Azure Lotus Sword was raised once more. In the darkness of night.

A poignant, blood-red flower blooms.

Tyrone collapsed heavily to the ground and remained motionless.

"Let's go..."

Li Zhexian turned around and walked out of the mansion.

Xue Qinghe silently followed, his gaze sweeping over the cold profile of the boy beside him, whose brows seemed to be etched with a layer of melancholy.

Her lips moved slightly.

In the end, no words were spoken.

Li Bai's feelings were indeed complex and difficult to describe.

Since he left the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School...

Or rather, this was the first time he had committed such a massacre since arriving on Douluo Continent.

An entire clan died because of him.

This made him reflect on his travels.

I gained a deeper understanding.

The martial world is not only about poetry and wine, but also about blood on the sword.

just like……

Tyrone isn't a bad person at heart.

But to prevent future troubles.

He could only become another soul lost under the Azure Lotus Sword.

Li Zhexian and Xue Qinghe disappeared outside the gate of the Power Clan's mansion.

That heavy mansion gate.

Along with all the bloodshed and death within the mansion.

It was eventually swallowed up by the boundless night, with not a single ray of light shining through.

The two walked side by side on the quiet street.

A gentle night breeze was blowing.

Until the smell of blood on his clothes gradually faded.

Li Zhexian then escorted Xue Qinghe to the majestic palace gates.

He suddenly remembered that Xue Qinghe seemed to always be able to freely enter and leave the palace late at night, and couldn't help but ask with some curiosity:

"You, the Crown Prince, are certainly living a leisurely life. Aren't you subject to a curfew this late?"

Xue Qinghe lowered her eyelids slightly.

"Father's health is declining day by day, and many government affairs are now being handled by the Crown Prince's Palace."

Li Zhexian understood her unspoken meaning.

She is now in charge of the vast Heavenly Dou Royal Family behind the scenes.

Thoughts drifted by.

He suddenly recalled the original story's trajectory...

Qian Renxue's identity was exposed, and she was ultimately defeated in Tiandou City.

Li Zhexian seemed to see again the beautiful girl who rubbed his forehead and told him, "Just say the word if you want to see her."

"Qinghe..."

Xue Qinghe looked up.

"Ok?"

"Actually, you don't need to work so hard."

Xue Qinghe was suddenly taken aback.

Those clear eyes suddenly filled with tears.

Everyone hoped that she would inherit the throne or achieve the position of an angel.

This is the first time.

Someone told her, "You don't need to work so hard."

She turned her head away.

Not wanting Li Zhexian to see her unusual behavior, she only responded softly.

"it is good."

The next morning.

The farmers in the mountain village were doing as usual.

They hauled fresh fruits, vegetables, and meat to the residence of the Power Clan.

However, the moment they stepped through the gates, they were greeted by corpses strewn everywhere.

The news of the annihilation of the Power Clan.

It swept through the entire Tiandou City like a hurricane and quickly reverberated throughout the entire Douluo Continent.

The Blue Lightning Family.

"Grandpa! Grandpa!"

The person has not yet arrived.

Yu Tianheng's excited voice burst through the door first.

Yu Yuanzhen, who was drinking tea, frowned as he looked at Changsun, who had rushed in recklessly.

"What's the matter with such a panic? What kind of behavior is this!"

Then, his tone softened slightly.

“I visited the Power Clan yesterday, and you promised me you would dedicate yourself to cultivation.”

"Yes Yes!"

Yu Tianheng nodded repeatedly, his face a mixture of excitement and regret.

"Grandpa, you're amazing!"

"I'll let you teach Titan a lesson, you've wiped out the entire Power Clan!"

puff--

A mouthful of tea spurted out.

Yu Yuanzhen suddenly stood up.

"The Power Clan has been wiped out?!"

Seeing his grandfather's expression, Yu Tianheng immediately guessed what had happened.

"So you didn't kill him, Grandpa?"

"It must have been the work of the royal family, the Ye family, or the Dugu family."

He smacked his lips in admiration.

"Sword Wine is really popular!"

(End of this chapter)