The youth in tattered white robes stepped through the air on his sword.
Behind him—
A blood-red Yazi followed with a sword in its jaws, its killing intent like a hellish abyss.
Such a terrifying sight—
Made every expert present change expression.
Tang Yue's leopard-headed, round-eyed old face turned pale as paper.
He even took half a step back in instinctive fear.
He felt a trace of death approaching.
"Not good!"
Tang Xiao and the three Elders' faces changed drastically, ready to intervene.
But Chen Xin, Dugu Bo, and the others had already blocked their path, their killing intent locking on.
Crack—
Tang Xiao clenched his fists so tightly his knuckles popped.
Gritting his teeth, he growled:
"Just a personal duel—must it truly end in life and death?!"
"The Spirit Hall watches from the shadows.
The more Titled Douluo we have, the greater our chance of victory!"
As soon as these words were uttered, even Chen Xin showed a hint of mockery on his face.
"Sect Master Tang, do you still believe… after everything that's happened… that this is child's play?"
Li Zhexian continued toward Tang Yue step by step.
Six radiant Spirit Rings rose beneath his feet.
"If the one defeated today had been me…"
"Would Sect Master Tang still speak such words?"
"And if war truly breaks out with Spirit Hall…"
"I only hope the Clear Sky Clan will stand tall—and not shrink into hiding like you did decades ago."
Every word was a blade, slashing Tang Xiao's face red and blue.
He was about to explode—
But his pupils suddenly shrank.
"Stop!"
Li Zhexian did not even glance at him.
"Fifth Spirit Ability—Yazi's Vengeful Retribution."
His white-gold Spirit Ring flared violently.
A flood of killing weapon-intent swept outward.
"ROAR—!"
The blood-red Yazi raised its head and let out a heaven-shaking roar, turning into a blurred scarlet shadow that lunged at the retreating Tang Yue.
Tang Yue roared in fury and hurled his Clear Sky Hammer.
But it passed straight through the Yazi's shadow body—without the slightest resistance.
The next instant—
The Yazi's bloody jaws clamped down on Tang Yue.
The blood-red Qinglian Sword between its teeth slashed horizontally.
Every injury Li Zhexian suffered in this battle—
Exploded on Tang Yue at once.
BOOM—BOOM—BOOM—!
The deafening detonations swallowed Tang Yue's shriek.
His massive body burst apart in mid-air, the Spirit poPower wer and flesh of a Level-94 Titled Douluo completely annihilated—
Forming a thick cloud of blood over Heaven Dou City.
Heaven weeps.
Second Elder of the Clear Sky Clan—Tang Yue…
has fallen.
The blood cloud churned, about to rain down a torrential blood-storm.
"Filthy smell. I dislike it."
At that moment—
Snow Empress, holding the small Yazi in her arms, spoke coolly.
Her slender hand rose, and a storm of snow swept out for a hundred miles, instantly washing the blood clouds from the sky.
Li Zhexian cast a grateful glance her way.
Today was his Titled Douluo ceremony.
If the city were drenched in blood, it would be inauspicious.
"Li… Zhe… Xian…"
Tang Xiao's eyes nearly burst from their sockets as he stared at the dispersing blood cloud. His tiger-like eyes turned red.
He and the three Elders unleashed their Spirit Power in fury.
"You killed two of my Clear Sky Elders—YOU MUST DIE!"
Chen Xin and Dugu Bo flashed to Li Zhexian's side, their terrifying auras shooting skyward and pressing the Clear Sky group down.
At the same time—
The falling snow sharpened like blades.
Above Snow Empress' head, a colossal ice sword stretched across the heavens.
Its extreme cold and sharpness blanketed the world.
Even Chen Xin and Dugu Bo tensed slightly.
Tang Xiao felt as if cold water had been poured over his head—instantly sobered.
The situation was absolute.
If they truly fought to the death—
He might trade his life for another…
but the Clear Sky Clan's ten-thousand-year legacy would be destroyed.
As Sect Master—
He could not ignore that.
"…Today's matter…" Tang Xiao slowly suppressed his soul Power .
His burly body trembled uncontrollably, his voice hoarse like gravel grinding: "The Clear Sky Clan… accepts the result."
His blood-red eyes were fixed tightly on Li Zhexian's face.
"There will be a long time ahead."
"Li Zhexian, your edge is too sharp. Heaven will deal with you sooner or later."
"Heh." Li Zhexian let out a disdainful laugh.
The white-gold Spirit Ring beneath his feet lit up once more.
"Fifth Spirit Ability—Yazi's Judgment."
Zheng—
A streak of blood-colored sword-qi sliced through space and time, sweeping across Tang Xiao's face.
A flash of red!
Tang Xiao's face split open instantly, flesh torn and blood spraying.
A deep, bone-revealing gash twisted hideously across his cheek.
The aura of slaughter seeped into his bones, making his face twitch from the pain.
"Sect Master!"
The three Elders cried out in grief and rushed to support him.
The Clear Sky Clan had already lost two Elders.
If the Sect Master suffered more wounds, the sect's legacy would be in jeopardy.
"Go."
Tang Xiao squeezed out the word through clenched teeth, then abruptly turned and shot toward the northeast as a beam of light.
The three Elders followed closely behind and vanished beyond the horizon.
The suffocating killing intent over Heaven Dou City finally faded.
After several breaths of silence, a thunderous cheer erupted skyward.
"Lord Sword Wine is invincible!"
"Slaying the Clear Sky Clan's Second Elder—Lord Sword Wine adds another glorious feat!"
"Cutting down a Level-94 Titled Douluo with the sword—this is the guardian of Heaven Dou, Lord Sword Wine!"
"Today's Titled Douluo grand banquet is perfect!"
"Brother Zhexian is frighteningly strong!" Feng Xiaotian, Huo Wushuang, and the others clinked bowls heavily, laughing heartily.
Zhu Zhuqing, Dugu Yan, and the other girls finally revealed genuine smiles.
The banquet returned to full fervor—more lively than before.
"Thank you, seniors." Li Zhexian clasped his hands and smiled:
"Since the enemy has retreated, this junior will continue to ascend the tower."
Seeing that after such a battle the youth's aura remained calm and steady, Chen Xin, Dugu Bo, and the others were shocked—and comforted.
Under countless blazing gazes, Li Zhexian once again ascended the Douluo Tower—
To continue writing the legend left unfinished.
"On the day of my Title Ceremony, I, Sword Wine, slew the Clear Sky Clan's Second Elder, Tang Yue."
The brush finished the stroke.
Only the final signature remained.
He needed to inscribe his Titled Name.
In recent days, the world had given him many names: Carefree, Immortal Sword, Wine Sword Immortal…
But his heart had long been set.
"Sword and wine," he murmured.
"Neither can be abandoned."
"When the sword leaves its sheath and the wine leaves its gourd—blade and spirit rejoice."
"This is my unshakable path."
Li Zhexian's eyes were clear and bright.
Like drifting clouds and soaring dragons, he wrote two large characters—
剑酒 — Sword Wine.
The next moment—
All of Heaven Dou City erupted with a shout that shook the clouds:
"Congratulations to Sword Wine Douluo ascending the Douluo Tower!"
In a tall pavilion—
A Spirit Master, eyes red with excitement, still pressed his brush fiercely to the page as he recorded:
"Spirit Year 684.
Sword Wine Douluo slew the Clear Sky Clan's Tempest Mountain Douluo Tang Yue, ascended the Douluo Tower, and took the title Sword Wine—echoing across the continent."
...
Days passed since the Titled Douluo gramd banquet.
Li Zhexian enjoyed carefree leisure, wandering mountains with his friends, drinking freely.
Until a letter arrived in Heaven Dou City.
Zhexian unfolded it—
and found it handwritten by Pope Bibi Dong:
"—The affairs of the Hall have been heavy lately, so I could not attend Sword Wine Douluo's ceremony.
In three days, this Pope holds the Ascension Ceremony. I sincerely invite Lord Sword Wine to observe."
At the same time—
A sacred golden light burst skyward from the Angel Temple.
Qian Renxue, having long shed the burden of the imperial throne, finally broke through to the Titled Douluo realm.
Her Title: Angel.
Her body turned into a streak of flowing light, rushing eagerly toward Heaven Dou City.
"I still ended up missing Zhexian's ceremony…"
"Zhuqing…"
"You should be awake by now, right?"
Thinking of seeing Zhu Zhuqing—
Qian Renxue felt a rare trace of nervousness.
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