[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-douluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi":3,"chapter-douluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-douluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-chapter-184":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Douluo: The Exiled Immortal Descends, Sword and Wine Slay the Gods",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1550649,2014,"Chapter 184 - 184 — The Sword-Striking Succeeds; The Old Yazi’s Offering to the North, New Life and Continuation","douluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-chapter-184",184,"\u003Cp>The Ice Empress's scorpion stinger, poised at Li Zhexian's throat, froze in midair—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>all because of one simple sentence:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You'll have to sweeten the deal.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The killing intent and disappointment that had filled the palace a moment before\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>were abruptly replaced by stunned disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From atop the snow mound, a pair of eyes shimmered with faint amusement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian slowly exhaled a cloud of frosty breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The curse of the broken sword lies before me;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the merit of the sword strike lies ahead.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The great fortune Senior Yazi promised is indeed tempting.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But forgive my greed—allow me to bargain a little higher.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But please permit this junior to be… a bit more pragmatic—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and a little greedier.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This Ten-Thousand-Year Ice Marrow means more to me\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>than any so-called opportunity.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Still, regardless of gain or loss,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I will give my all to complete this rite of sword striking—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>for the fate of the Extreme North.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sudden sound split the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old Yazi's tail coiled, swept up a mound of Ten-Thousand-Year Ice Marrow,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and hurled it toward Li Zhexian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That single motion\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>further weakened its already fading aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet in those pale, deathly eyes,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the dullness vanished—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and like the last flare of a dying flame,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a fierce, brilliant light ignited once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Young one… begin the sword strike…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Understood.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within the vast Ice Crystal Palace,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>four gazes locked firmly upon the motionless youth,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>who now stood with his eyes closed in solemn silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This sword strike—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>would decide not only the survival of the Yazi clan,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but the very fate of the Extreme North.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the old Yazi,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>even the three kings of the North,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>could not fully suppress the tension gripping their hearts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian's breathing grew steady.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All stray thoughts vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only the purest Sword Heart remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snow drifted endlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time flowed like quiet water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After about an hour—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian finally moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His right hand rose slowly, settling at his waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that instant—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A surge of razor-sharp energy, pure and boundless,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>burst forth from his palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was not Spirit Power—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But a condensed, tangible Sword Intent, vast and unyielding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A clear, ringing tone of the sword resounded through the palace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A streak of azure light flared from his waist—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>its brilliance sharp enough to pierce all things,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>ripping through even the unseen pressure\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>exerted by the Ice and Snow Empresses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clang, clang—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clang, clang—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Qinglian Sword was drawn out,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>inch by inch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its blade—flawless and translucent as jade—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>gleamed with an edge so keen it made the heart tremble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Ice Empress instinctively retracted her tail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sword's light flashed in her blue compound eyes,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the Ultimate Ice covering her body began to crack—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fine lines splintering across her flawless form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the drifting snow above the snow mound stilled for an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian's eyes snapped open—lightning flashing within—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze locking upon the enormous pale egg beside the dying Yazi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shell was marked with natural, interwoven sword patterns.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No showy technique, no swelling of Spirit Power—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He simply raised the Qinglian Sword,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Calmly, precisely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All his vitality, energy, and spirit, along with the ultimate sword intent, converged onto the sword edge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"—Cut!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A single shout—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>like thunder crashing through the palace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sword edge descended!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wherever it passed, the air was silently sliced open, and the space itself twisted!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sword light instantly crossed the distance, striking precisely at the intersection of the egg's sword-shaped patterns.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time seemed to freeze at this moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ding—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A crisp sound, like a jade bead dropping onto a plate, or an ice shard shattering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where the Qinglian Sword edge struck, a clear white mark suddenly appeared on the egg that carried the Yazi's legacy and the Extreme North's destiny.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack— crack—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound spread—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>like the thawing of a frozen river, unending and continuous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From that single mark,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>cracks webbed outward,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>tracing the natural sword-shaped veins of the shell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Qinglian Sword's sharpness did not destroy through brute force—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It flowed like a craftsman's knife,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cutting precisely along the essence of the shell's structure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within moments,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the massive white egg was covered in\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a perfectly even network of fine cracks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not a single fragment flew loose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire shell—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>remained whole.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet under the force of the Sword's Intent,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the egg finally shattered completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crash… crash…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A series of soft cracking sounds echoed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The eggshell disintegrated into countless glimmering fragments,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>fluttering down like snowflakes,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>revealing a tiny curled-up beast within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within, a tiny beast lay curled,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Resembling the old Yazi in miniature—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a young creature,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>its form strikingly similar to the old Yazi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its eyes remained shut,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a miniature azure ancient sword clasped gently between its jaws.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its breathing was faint—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but vibrant with the energy of new life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Sword Strike—had succeeded!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hoo... hoo hoo...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon the ice bed,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old Yazi's white eyes softened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The last trace of worry vanished,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Replaced by the peaceful joy of release.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It lifted its head with effort,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gazing tenderly at the newborn hatchling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good… good…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>such a fine… sword… young one…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its voice was intermittent but full of hope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment the aura of the young Yazi manifested in the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A mournful cry, originating from the laws of heaven and earth, suddenly swept across the entire Extreme North.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside the Ice Palace,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the drifting snow turned into howling tempests.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Winds screamed,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lifting mountains of snow into the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The heavens themselves turned blinding white.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sorrow vast beyond words welled from the heart of the land—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the glaciers, the frozen plains,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the soul of every Spirit Beast that called this place home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The heavens and earth were weeping and wailing for the Auspicious Beast that was about to perish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the Ice Crystal Palace,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the old Yazi's body radiated a gentle, holy light\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>of snow-gold hue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its life-force flickered like a dying flame—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and swiftly dimmed away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This body… ends here…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I entrust… all… to the young one…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its final gaze carved itself deeply\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>into Li Zhexian's face\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and the Qinglian Sword in his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then it looked—one last time—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>at the newborn beast,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>eyes filled with endless affection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the next instant—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its massive body collapsed and dissolved,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>bursting into countless radiant snow-gold motes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where its bed had been,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>only two things remained:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A single snow-gold Spirit Ring hovered,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brimming with both auspicious and martial aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside it floated a strange, radiant Spirit Bone—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shaped like a right arm clutching a sword,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As translucent as carved snow-jade,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Etched with lines of golden sword marks that radiated fierce, killing sharpness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Auspicious Beast Spirit Ring!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Yazi Right Arm Bone!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old Yazi had offered itself—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And this was the \"great fortune\" it had promised Li Zhexian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Ice and Snow Empresses,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Along with the Ice Devil Titan King,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stood in silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid the mournful storm that swept heaven and earth,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a beam of pure, multicolored light\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>burst upward from the newborn Yazi's body—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>filled with serenity, renewal, and hope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The light pierced through the palace dome,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>tore apart the heavy gray clouds of blizzard,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and formed a magnificent rainbow bridge\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>spanning the entire sky of the Extreme North.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The raging blizzards calmed instantly,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>as if smoothed by an unseen hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The howling winds ceased;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the snow that had fallen like knives\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>now drifted softly,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>silent and peaceful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Throughout the frozen lands—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>from the tiniest ice silkworm\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>to the oldest hundred-thousand-year Spirit Beasts—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the heaviness and sorrow in every heart faded away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In its place grew a warmth,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a sense of security,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a renewed hope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A new Auspicious Beast was born!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The destiny of the Extreme North was finally continued!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>——\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the Ice Crystal Palace,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The snow-gold Spirit Ring and sword-wielding arm bone floated quietly before Li Zhexian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A gentle beam of seven-colored light descended from the heavens,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Resting upon his black cloak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The snow-gold motes that were once the old Yazi\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Drifted outward with the falling snow,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spreading across every inch of the Extreme North.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound of the Qinglian Sword returning to its sheath\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>echoed like a solemn bell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian pressed one hand upon the hilt,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Formed a sword seal with the other,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And bowed deeply toward the north where the light was fading.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Farewell, Senior Yazi.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice, infused with sword intent,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>cut through the wind and snow,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>reverberating between the glaciers:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"From this day forth—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"May the North's wind and snow never cease,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And its eternal frost never fade.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1422,"2026-06-06T07:17:02.445Z",1,"novelbin.me","b166c7e83867c7e5196ad262055b902f7cf2a3ab626d82a99390de532e6c94f3","douluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-chapter-185","douluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-chapter-183",442,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdouluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-cover.jpg"]