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

Chapter 505 Li Zhexian Makes His Move, and the Divine King Tang is Terrified! Wang Dong and Tang Wutong, Qiankun Wenqing Valley

Spirit world.

The Great Hall of the God King.

Tang San leaned against the throne, propped his face up with his right hand, and closed his eyes as if he were dozing.

Outside the palace, the sea of ​​clouds rolls and unfolds, while time flows silently by.

I do not know how long it has been.

He slowly opened his eyes.

A wisp of divine power flashed by, causing the vast clouds to churn.

however.

The next moment.

"puff!"

He suddenly bent over, vomited a mouthful of blood, and his face turned deathly pale.

"What kind of power is this...?"

A look of shock flashed uncontrollably in Tang San's azure eyes.

He placed his right hand on his chest.

A penetrating wound emanated a sword intent he couldn't comprehend.

A wisp of sharp energy lingered, shattering the ocean scepter covering his palm into pieces.

"This power has already surpassed the laws of the divine realm."

“Even if I convene the Divine Realm Committee, those ancient gods are certain that there is no ‘realm beyond realm’.”

He muttered to himself, his brow furrowed.

at this time.

Tang San's eyes flickered slightly, and he suddenly swung his sleeve.

The sound of the waves roared up.

A shimmering, mirror-like surface of water appeared before my eyes.

The mirror reflected a scene of Wang Dong walking around the lake in a daze, repeatedly murmuring "Qiankun Wenqing Valley".

"The time is ripe; it's time to restore Wu Tong's consciousness!"

Tang San snorted coldly, his face showing displeasure at his own treasure being favored by someone else.

"If you want to become my son-in-law, Tang San, you'd better demonstrate the strength to match!"

"Even if one has enough strength, one must go through countless tribulations; otherwise, how can one be worthy of my daughter's preciousness?"

This is how I talk to myself.

He suddenly frowned.

wrong.

The boy Wang Dong admires.

Why do I have no recollection of this?

Did they never even entertain the thought of spying?

This is very unusual!
The divine power suddenly surged, and the scene in the water mirror before them changed dramatically.

The ripples gradually subsided.

A young man dressed in a blue robe gradually appeared in the mirror.

Tang San's eyes narrowed slowly, his back lifted from the throne, and he leaned forward unconsciously...

Zheng!
Suddenly, the sound of a sword rang out.

A sword light suddenly shot out from the water mirror, shattering the mirror surface and turning it into a sky full of water mist.

fast!
too fast!
This sword strike was so fast it seemed to defy time, appearing just as he had the thought of probing!

Tang San's pupils shrank to pinpoints, leaving him no time to dodge.

puff!
The sword light pierced through his chest, sending his divine body flying backward and impaling him on a giant pillar of the temple.

But its momentum has not waned.

It broke through the barrier of the divine realm one after another.

Ultimately, he was nailed to the core of a desolate planet.

"Cough... Ugh!"

Tang San coughed up blood, his already severely injured body almost collapsing. His blood-stained face was contorted with pain and fear.

"Who is it?!"

The roar echoed across the star debris.

"Who dares to stop me?!"

"Dare you show yourself?!"

No one responded to his hysteria.

Only the spacetime storms howl and wail in the universe.

Tang San, dragging his broken divine body, staggered back to the temple.

The gods who had sensed the disturbance had already gathered inside the hall, and they were all greatly shocked to see him in such a state.

"King Tang, what on earth has happened?!"

Tang San wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and slumped onto the throne.

"The boy that Wu Tong is in love with is indeed extraordinary."

"Qiankun Asks About Love Valley..."

His mind raced, and he suppressed his surging emotions, slowly saying:

"I hereby convey my divine decree, inviting the other god-kings to come for a meeting."

The temple fell silent.

The gods looked at each other, their gazes gradually filled with doubt as they looked at Tang San.

One of the gods hesitated and said:

"Where are the other God-Kings in the God Realm? Ever since the Asura God-King traveled the universe, you have been the only God-King to oversee things!"

As soon as these words came out.

A silent breeze seemed to waft through the hall.

Tang San's expression suddenly froze.

A bone-chilling cold exploded from the depths of one's soul.

"absurd!"

He shouted:
"Although the Asura God is not in the God Realm, there are clearly other God Kings in the God Realm!" That was the end of the sentence.

Tang San stopped.

Because he saw that the gods all looked at him with the same confusion and bewilderment.

"God King Tang, there are indeed no other God Kings in the God Realm."

Tang San's face was deathly pale, and the corners of his eyes twitched violently from extreme horror.

"Reality has been rewritten..."

"The memories of the gods have been altered..."

"Just who is this person?!"

He clenched his fists.

The throne armrests shattered into dust.

Turning his head suddenly.

He gazed at the vast and boundless universe beyond the realm of gods.

a certain moment.

An idea that sent shivers down his spine surfaced uncontrollably.

The universe, which he once thought was boundless, now seemed like a fragile and transparent bubble.

And he.

It's just being trapped in a bubble.

Ants are observed and manipulated at will by some unimaginable being.

"I will definitely figure it out."

A cold glint flashed in his eyes.

"Qiankun Asks About Love Valley is an opportunity."

"Hahahaha!"

Hearty laughter echoed throughout the Star Gazing Temple.

"Look how scared Tang Shenwang is!"

Feng Buyu and Huo Wushuang clinked glasses, tilted their heads back, and drank the wine in one gulp.

Yu Tianheng, Feng Xiaotian, Oscar, Yu Feng, and others sat around the perimeter, creating a lively atmosphere.

not far away.

Beneath the peach grove, where the air is filled with the mist and clouds of dawn.

Several stunningly beautiful women, including Qian Renxue, Zhu Zhuqing, and Shui Bing'er, were preparing a sweet peach blossom soup.

The view is as far as the eye can see.

On the boundless land of the divine star, a scene of great prosperity unfolds.

Under the guidance of gods such as Ji Dong and the Asura God, magnificent palaces and gardens rose from the ground, stretching endlessly.

Since the Qin Emperor Ye Yinzhu, the Death God Adai, the Immortal Emperor Lei Xiang and other god kings merged their respective universes into the God Star, their territories have continued to expand.

now.

Aside from countless mundane worlds.

Above are thirty-three layers of heavenly realms, and below are eighteen layers of netherworld realms; the layout is magnificent and the order is perfect.

"You banished immortal, why are you still keeping that otherworldly Tang God-King around?"

Feng Buyu took a sip of wine and asked with a smile:
"The gods you brought back have long wanted to take up their swords and kill him."

Li Zhexian, dressed in a white robe, leaned against the railing, his collar slightly open.

A lazy smile curled at the corner of his lips.

He simply raised his hand casually.

With a gentle tap of the fingertip towards the sea of ​​stars.

A wisp of divine essence flowed from his fingertips, instantly spreading across dozens of star fields.

When that divine charm fades away.

The wine, imbued with the essence of countless stars, transforms into a stream of clear, pure nectar, which is poured into the cups of my friends.

"Huo Yuhao needs a whetstone to hone his skills in parallel worlds."

"It's just right to leave Tang Shenwang to him."

"However, I will lend Huo Yuhao a hand in this Qiankun Wenqing Valley."

Feng Buyu, Yu Tianheng, and the others laughed upon hearing this and raised their glasses in response.

Even his closest friends cannot fathom the depths of Li Bai's current spiritual realm.

All that is known is that he led the divine star on a journey through the heavens and encountered more than one creator god, but none of them ever made him draw his sword a second time.

"Brother Immortal, when the time comes, will you let us stretch our muscles and bones as well?"

The girls' dormitory was quiet and still at night.

After recovering her daughter's health, Wang Dong moved out of her single dormitory and lived with Xiao Xiao and Jiang Nannan.

A late-night chat between the sisters.

It slightly calmed the turmoil in her heart.

now.

She is lying on the bed.

The questions that had been weighing on my mind resurfaced.

"Why did Huo Yuhao say I didn't know who I was... and why was he so cold to me all the time..."

With his thoughts in turmoil, Wang Dong drifted off to sleep.

However, in my dream...

Scenes came rushing in one after another.

Her journey unfolded according to a predetermined path, and her relationship with Huo Yuhao, from recognizing each other to holding hands, was full of hardships.

Especially the hardships Huo Yuhao went through, even from a third-person perspective, were heartbreaking.

Simultaneously.

Then another memory pierced through.

Tang Wutong, the daughter of the God King, lives a life of being the center of attention and adoration in the divine realm.

Two memories clash with each other.

She seemed unable to distinguish which one was the real her...

(End of this chapter)