Battle God Emperor

Following the sound of Dou Tian's slightly hoarse voice, a clanging sound rang out as the Heaven Battling Long Sword was unsheathed.    

Clang!    

The Long Sword entered its scabbard and Dou Tian stood there quietly. His entire body's aura was instantly retracted, as if he was an extremely ordinary person.    

"Haha, you can't kill …" Black Impermanence roared towards the sky. Before he finished his words, he abruptly threw away the Blood Sword in his hand and grabbed his neck.    

However, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't hold it back. Blood shot up into the sky like a fountain as his legs went limp and he knelt on the ground. His scarlet eyes were filled with fear and unwillingness.    

"Seeing that you've allowed me to comprehend the third stage of the Sword Force, I'll leave you with an intact corpse." Dou Tian mumbled to himself as he turned around and walked toward the exit.    

"How is this possible!"    

"An invisible sword light?!"    

When Dou Tian left the Life and Death Stage, the crowd cried out in surprise. Many people were dumbstruck as they looked at the bloodstains and the icy cold corpse on the ground.    

A few sword cultivators saw what happened just now, but they couldn't explain it clearly. Their intuition towards the sword told them that Black Impermanence had died under the Underworld God's insignificant sword attack.    

"How did he do it?" In the private room, the fourth elder looked at the scene in shock. Even she could not see through it.    

"I should have gone to check it out earlier. I can only see its shape here, I can't grasp its meaning." The Second Elder's eyes were also filled with shock.    

"I'm sorry, the two of you, I won." The Third Elder laughed heartily. After this battle, he would be the one to arrange the next thirty fights against the Dark God.    

Don't look at how simple the following thirty matches were. Even for those who could win fifty consecutive rounds, it was extremely difficult because the opponents they faced were all people who could win fifty consecutive rounds.    

"Hmph, it's only fifty matches. It might not be enough to survive eighty matches." With a snort, the Head Elder threw off his robe and left.    

Dou Tian naturally did not know that the elders of the Life and Death Arena were quarreling with each other for him to the point where their ears were red. He changed into a set of clean clothes, spoke a few words to Waitress Xiao Ling, then left.    

There were no opponents assigned to Dou Tian for the next few days, and Dou Tian did not object. The injuries on his body could not be healed in a short period of time.    

However, in Dou Tian's heart, this bit of injury in exchange for the third level of the Sword Force was more than enough.    

Returning to the Yun Lai Inn, Feng Lang saw the heavily injured Dou Tian in his eyes. It was as if all of this was within his expectations.    

"How was it, did fifty games feel good?" Feng Lang was gloating, but his expression was still as cold as ever.    

"Not bad." Dou Tian grinned. His pale face appeared lifeless. Only his eyes remained as clear as ever.    

"For the next 50 matches, each match will not be as simple as the 50th. Only by constantly increasing your strength will you have the opportunity to win a hundred times over." As an experienced person, Feng Lang was very clear about the degree of danger of the upcoming life and death battle.    

"Don't worry, I know." Dou Tian nodded. He did not feel the slightest fear in his heart. Instead, there was a trace of anticipation. However, he also knew that it was impossible to have three matches a day for the remaining battles.    

After greeting him, Dou Tian sat on the bed to recuperate. He recalled the scenes of the previous battle and reorganized it several times.    

"Gui Ying's true strength may not be that great, but he's a sword dashing against an opponent. When he meets someone like that in the future, he must pay careful attention to him." Dou Tian thought to himself.    

And it was also at this time that within the inner city of Lihuoxindu, a huge courtyard was located within the Chu Family Palace.    

A light cough sounded from the room of the guest courtyard.    

"Big brother, how are you doing?" A voice that was as moving as an oriole came out. If Dou Tian heard it, he would have naturally recognized it. It was Chu Yanran's voice.    

In the room, there was a row of bookshelves, a desk, a few treasured swords, and a bed. The air was filled with a rich medicinal fragrance.    

On the bed laid a skinny youth that looked to be around 20 years old. He had fair skin and pitch-black pupils that were like blades that emitted a sharp aura.    

The young man was Chu Qingkuang, but his image was completely different. In the past, he was high-spirited and valiant, but now, he could only lie on the sickbed.    

"Big Sister, don't worry. She won't die yet." Chu Qingkuang coughed a few times, a bit of black blood hung from the corner of his mouth as he forced out a smile.    

"What do you mean by not dying? I can definitely save you!" Chu Yanran could no longer hold back her tears as she cried.    

"I know about my situation. Father hasn't come to see me for the past few days. Heh." Chu Qingkuang laughed bitterly. As a member of a large clan, he knew how cruel large clans were.    

The former him, how heroic was he? He entered the Battle God Academy Inner Academy at the age of eighteen, and became an expert of the Earth Board. Breaking through the Dao Combination Battle Immortal Stage at the age of twenty, who didn't know of him, Chu Qingkuang?    

However, the situation now was completely different. Ever since his body was poisoned and the family couldn't cure him even after paying a huge price, the family had almost abandoned him.    

Although Chu Qingkuang was strong and no one in the Chu Family younger generation could compare to him, right now, his position had already been replaced.    

In the eyes of outsiders, no matter how much money Chu Family spent, they would always save him, Chu Qingkuang, but when this disease became incurable, would Chu Family still be able to persevere?    

Chu Qingkuang was clear about these things, it was just that he did not say it out loud.    

Only thinking about how his own father hadn't even come to visit him, made Chu Qingkuang feel somewhat hopeless.    

"Father must be busy with all sorts of things. When he has time, he will definitely come." Chu Yanran immediately said, although she said it like that, a look of bitterness flashed past her eyes.    

"There's no need to lie to me. Death is actually not that scary. There are also many people who died at my hands. When I killed someone, I had thought that I would also have such a day." Chu Qingkuang laughed bitterly and stood up with difficulty.    

Chu Yanran immediately supported her, head lowered in silence.    

"I hope I can be an ordinary person in the next life." Chu Qingkuang said.    

"Big Brother, you've never said it before, just who hurt you? With your strength, it's just a probe of the Ancient Land, how could you be poisoned? Furthermore, even Pill Refiner of Saint Level would be helpless against this strange poison. Then, how come Ning Chuan, Chu Yifeng and the others are fine? " Chu Yanran pouted and took a deep breath in to ask.    

"Don't make wild guesses. No matter the reason, you can only say that your skills are inferior to others." Chu Qingkuang's face sank, signalling to Chu Yanran not to spout nonsense. It was obvious that he was afraid that she would suffer an unexpected disaster.    

"It's not that I'm just randomly guessing, but everyone is thinking the same thing and I just don't dare to say it out loud. Chu Yifeng is normally just big brother's shadow, big brother's words are always hanging on the tip of my tongue, but in these few days, has he come to visit big brother?" Chu Yanran said angrily.    

Chu Qingkuang's expression was extremely calm, but the depths of his eyes flashed with a killing intent.    

"And that bitch Liuchang, it's been almost a month and I still haven't seen her come to see you! Only you, yourself, still hold them in your heart! " The more Chu Yanran spoke, the more excited she became.    

Hearing the two words "Liuchang," a rare trace of tenderness appeared in Chu Qingkuang's eyes.    

"Big brother, second sister." An anxious voice came from outside the courtyard. A woman in a white dress immediately burst open the door and rushed in. It was Chu Yuzheng, whom Dou Tian had seen at the Cangmang Valley realm.    

"Little sister, how is it proper to be so careless!" Chu Qingkuang let out a cold snort, seeming to have the dignity of a big brother, but a trace of doting flashed past in the depths of his eyes.    

"Big brother, Chu, Chu Yifeng is preparing to get married to Liuchang." Chu Yuzheng swallowed her saliva and said angrily.