[{"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-240":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},1550755,2014,"Chapter 240 - 240 – The Terrifying Power of Spiritual Sword Intent: The Fall of Devil Bear Douluo","douluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-chapter-240",240,"\u003Cp>The so-called Boundless Thought—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a thought without boundary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the boundlessness of Spiritual Power itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian stood silently behind Devil Bear Douluo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His snow-white robes were untouched by blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within a three-foot radius, the torrential blood rain curved away on its own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His five fingers clenched slowly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As though grasping an invisible, formless sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that instant—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Buzz…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Buzz…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint sound, so weak it nearly vanished into the rhythm of the falling rain,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet it pierced directly into the depths of one's spirit—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An eerie, resonant sword hum that exploded in everyone's minds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was not a sound heard by the ear,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the shock of a Spiritual Power resonance!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as if billions of unseen needles had stabbed into their brains simultaneously!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Argh—!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Across the battlefield below—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The weaker Spirit Masters suddenly blacked out, their vision spinning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some screamed and fell to their knees, clutching their heads in agony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Others' eyes rolled white as they collapsed, unconscious on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Chen Xin, Gu Rong, Yue Guan, and Gui Mei—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All the Titled Douluo felt a brief, staggering daze in that moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This… this is—!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Spiritual Power Sword Intent!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Xin's eyes flared with brilliance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Bailong's face reflected pure awe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Young friend Zhexian… truly a man beyond mortals!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only those two supreme sword cultivators could understand—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just how impossible it was to comprehend Spiritual Sword Intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Li Zhexian had done it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Save for the divine, who else could reach such heights?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within their senses,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The space within Li Zhexian's clenched hand seemed to twist and distort—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not a visible deformation,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But a disorienting distortion on the level of spirit itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Around him, the blood rain, the light—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even one's very thoughts froze and trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In their sight,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian's figure shimmered and multiplied—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As though seen through a violently rippling curtain of water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Bailong looked toward Li Zhexian's hand—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not with the eyes hidden beneath his black silk band,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But through the perception of his own sword intent woven into the wind—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And there—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A blade of pure Spiritual Power took form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian's fingers tightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The invisible sword of spirit was unsheathed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A chaotic spiritual tempest erupted outward from Li Zhexian's body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The torrential blood rain was violently repelled,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Forming a vacuum of absolute silence and emptiness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Across the battlefield below,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless Spirit Masters felt their vision shatter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world inverted—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood rain flowed upward, light bent, and even the Seven Treasures Mountain Range seemed to turn over upon themselves beneath that single swing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Profound beyond comprehension.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soul-seizing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was Li Zhexian's Spiritual Sword Intent—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sword forged from thought, a blade honed from spirit!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His sword of pure will swept forward—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Striking directly at the mind of Devil Bear Douluo,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whose spirit had shattered from grief over Ghost Leopard's fall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This strike—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bore no radiant sword light, no spatial rupture—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only a flood of pure Spiritual Power,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soundless and invisible, surging outward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It ignored all distance, all matter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The instant Li Zhexian raised his hand,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The invisible blade had already crossed the night sky—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And pierced straight into Devil Bear Douluo's mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ugh…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Douluo's wailing grief was cut off instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At any other time,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even this kind of attack, though powerful,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Would not have instantly felled a Titled Douluo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mind was wide open, his soul torn by sorrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those bloodshot eyes lost all light,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Empty, hollow—dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And it did not end there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The aftermath of that spiritual impact—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rippled outward like an unseen wave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Across the battlefield,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More Spirit Masters collapsed in droves, their minds blanked by the shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>High above,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hollow shell of Devil Bear Douluo fell like a lifeless corpse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Now—!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian's cold, cutting voice split through the blood rain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It thundered in the ears of Chen Xin, Gu Rong, Feng Bailong, and Dugu Bo:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Seniors, strike quickly and slay this brute!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No more words were needed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment Devil Bear Douluo began to fall—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Xin's eyes burst with killing intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Seven Kill Sword slashed out in a flurry,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Forcing Yue Guan and Gui Mei back under a tide of lethal sword qi,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leaving them no chance to intervene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"ROAR—!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beneath Gu Rong's feet, his Bone Dragon reared and bellowed,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>its colossal, skeletal body tearing through the curtain of blood as its claws reached for the falling Devil Bear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Bailong's grey robe billowed like a storm sail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ancient sword in his grasp hummed once more,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a streak of condensed azure light shot forth ahead of all others—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>aimed straight at the Devil Bear's chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Today, this old man will also slay a Titled Douluo!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ninth Spirit Ability—Jade Phosphor Burning Sky Light!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor behind Dugu Bo unfurled four heads in its evolved form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its Spirit Ability surged in power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Four maws gaped wide—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spewing torrents of venomous flame that merged midair,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Coalescing into a single, blinding beam of blue-green destruction,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chasing after the bone claws and sword light to strike as one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three Titled Douluo's full-power attacks—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Landed squarely on the plummeting Devil Bear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wind-sword pierced the heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bone claws tore through flesh and hide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The deadly poison corroded his organs and rampaging Spirit Power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devil Bear Douluo didn't even have time to scream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His enormous body exploded midair,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>shattered to pieces by the three overwhelming forces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another Titled Douluo…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>had fallen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flood of poisonous green mists, white bone shards, and crimson blood mist\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>rolled like a broken dam of a scarlet river,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>drenching the heavens and earth alike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rain that poured down was thick as syrup,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>dark red and choking with the stench of blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as if the very sky had been dyed\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>by the lifeblood of fallen Titled Douluo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air grew heavy—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>suffocatingly heavy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each drop struck the earth not with a patter,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but a dull splat,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>as if blood itself were painting the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood rained like liquid sorrow;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>heaven and earth wept together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tonight—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two Elders of the Spirit Hall—Ghost Leopard and Devil Bear—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both lay dead atop the peaks of the Seven Treasures Mountains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>High in the sky,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Xin's sword qi raged like a rainbow,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>locking down the grief-crazed Yue Guan and Gui Mei.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Rong, Feng Bailong, and Dugu Bo hung suspended amid the congealing rain,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>their gazes complex and unreadable as they looked upon the dispersing blood mist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Below, the battlefield had fallen into silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neither Spirit Hall's army nor the disciples of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Clan\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could utter a sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They stood frozen,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Terrified by the sight of heaven itself dyed red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two Titled Douluo fallen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood rain crushing the heavens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the once-peaceful continent—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>had been thrust into a new, bloody era.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian's Spiritual Sword Intent dispersed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His white robe remained spotless,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His feet resting upon a sword of blood, suspended in midair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those black eyes reflected the crimson rain,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cold and still as an abyss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was young still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But sentiment—pity, grief, mercy—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had no place in him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An enemy is an enemy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Between life and death, there is no need for words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had they been the weaker side today—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They would have been the ones feeding this crimson rain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Whoa—!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A lone Spirit Master reached the foot of the mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The downpour of blood blinded him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shielded the paper scroll at his chest and threw himself from his horse,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rolling beneath its belly for shelter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he wiped the sticky blood from his face,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And forced his eyes open—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He saw it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The white-robed youth,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing amidst a storm of blood beside the continent's mightiest Titled Douluo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though his frame was lean and his aura not the strongest,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His bearing—his sword-like presence—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was that of a man who had already stepped into the realm of the truly powerful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Lord Sword Wine…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>with one sword, he struck down the Devil Bear Douluo…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"From this day forth…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The name of Sword Wine shall stand among the world's strongest!\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1345,"2026-06-06T07:17:02.446Z",1,"novelbin.me","f69d206797d043c0ed6895e44a46e3e432b45aa9ab13faf8ed8dcbc201892953","douluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-chapter-241","douluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-chapter-239",442,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdouluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-cover.jpg"]