Battle God Emperor

"How did you suddenly have the time to come back?" Mo Ziyang said lifelessly.    

    

"The reason this kid came back this time is to get Elder Mo to help me with something." Dou Tian took a deep breath, looking at Mo Ziyang from time to time.    

    

Dou Tian could clearly feel the blood and energy slowly dissipating from Mo Ziyang's body, as well as the faint fluctuations of his soul power.    

    

The injured Soul Sea was constantly releasing soul power, if he continued, Mo Ziyang's cultivation would drop by a few months.    

    

And falling in Talisman Battle Lifespan Stage did not just mean a drop in realm. After all, Talisman Battle Lifespan Stage and soul power were two different things.    

    

A drop of liquid soul power, turning it into soul force, was an extraordinary amount. Not to mention, Mo Ziyang's entire soul power was being vaporized.    

    

Although Mo Ziyang's soul power had dissipated quite a bit, it was still not something that his Talisman Battle Lifespan Stage could compare to. Once his spirit energy turned into energy, his dantian and meridians would definitely not be able to withstand it, and would likely explode.    

    

"I'm just a bad old man, how can I help you?" Mo Ziyang seemed to be unwilling to see Dou Tian return, his tone was cold.    

    

He was well aware of his own situation. He wouldn't last half a year in this situation.    

    

Moreover, Dou Tian has already broken through the fourth small realm of Dao Combination Battle Immortal Stage, so what can he, who is about to drop his Talisman Battle Lifespan Stage, do to help you?    

    

However, Dou Tian shook his head and said, "I believe that Elder Mo saw it too. That fat brother of mine is still unconscious, and I plan to leave for a while later. I want him to stay in the Dou Family, and if anyone comes, I want Elder Mo's help."    

    

"Aren't the three that followed you all Dao Combination Battle Immortal Stage? Furthermore, those two warbeasts are also at the Immortal Level. If they can't help you, how can I help you? " Mo Ziyang sighed.    

    

Even though he had fallen to the Word Law Battle Magic Stage, his eyesight was still there. Just from the soul power fluctuations emitted from their bodies, he was able to determine that their cultivation levels were not that easy.    

    

"Other than that Ye Longjue, the other two people and the two warbeasts will follow me." Dou Tian shook his head.    

    

"What are you going to do? Is it really necessary to have four Dao Combination Battle Immortal Stage s with you? " Mo Ziyang revealed a surprised expression. With his understanding of Nanli Immortal Dynasty and their subordinate forces, there were very few people who could threaten their lives.    

    

What was it that they had to bring along four Dao Combination Battle Immortal Stage s with them? Could it be an enemy with Primeval Chaos Battle Saint Stage?    

    

But if it was an enemy of Primeval Chaos Battle Saint Stage, forget about four, even if you brought forty more, you still wouldn't be able to return.    

    

Seeing Dou Tian was a little hesitant, Mo Ziyang immediately waved his hand and said, "There is nothing that cannot be said to others. Since you don't want to speak of it, then I cannot help you with this favor."    

    

"King-kill Trial." Dou Tian took a deep breath and spat out a few words.    

    

"What?" Elder Mo's voice increased by several tens of decibels and he suddenly stood up, looking at Dou Tian in surprise.    

    

"Elder Mo, you did not mishear me. I am going to participate in the King-kill Trial, and my two brothers will also come with me to participate in the King-kill Trial." Dou Tian's eyes were extremely firm. Since he had already said it, there was no need to hide it anymore.    

    

Duotian might not trust others, but towards this old man who had guarded the Dou Family for more than twenty years, he felt reverence and trust from the bottom of his heart.    

    

If even he could not believe it, then there would not be many people in the world who could make him trust them. Moreover, he had also confirmed Mo Ziyang's identity from Niu Feiyang and the Uncle Feng.    

    

It was impossible for Niu Feiyang and the Uncle Feng to join hands with Mo Ziyang to lie to him, Duotian, because there was nothing worth it for them to lie to.    

    

"You really want to participate in King-kill Trial?" Mo Ziyang frowned.    

    

"Yes." Dou Tian answered very straightforwardly.    

    

"Forget it. For you to be able to break through to the Dao Combination Battle Immortal Stage from nothing in the short span of a year, you have your own talent and luck." Mo Ziyang sighed, laid down on the armchair once again, and said: "Looking back at the time, there should still be more than two months until King-kill Trial, you should hurry up and come back, as long as it's not Primeval Chaos Battle Saint Stage, I can still help you with this."    

    

"Elder Mo." Dou Tian gratefully looked at Mo Ziyang and said, "I …"    

    

"A manly man, don't grumble." Mo Ziyang waved his hands. He thought that Dou Tian would thank him, but actually, Dou Tian wanted to tell him that he could now cure his Battle Soul.    

    

However, before Dou Tian could say anything, he was interrupted by him, "Everyone has their own lives, I, this rotten old man, being able to see you break through to the Dao Combination Battle Immortal Stage can already be considered as fulfilling your promise to your father. Don't worry, I can barely hold on for six months."    

    

"No, me." Dou Tian bitterly smiled as he cried out.    

    

But Mo Ziyang did not even give him the chance to speak and interrupted: "You can't really have offended the Primeval Chaos Battle Saint Stage outside, right? If that's the case, then it would be best for you to bring that fatty and leave.    

    

Seeing Mo Ziyang's blabbering, Dou Tian had a speechless expression. He simply picked up a stool and sat at the side, listening attentively.    

    

"It seems that once a person is on the verge of death, he really speaks too much. The Grand Elder, who has always been quiet, actually seems to have endless words to say today." Dou Tian silently cursed in his heart.    

    

After a long while, Mo Ziyang finally stopped, patted Dou Tian on the shoulder and said: "Don't mind the elder's words, you can go, I'll rest for a while."    

    

"Elder Mo, I wanted to say that my return this time is to be able to cure your Battle Soul." Dou Tian hurriedly said as he finally found a gap in time.    

    

"Sure, it's good that you can cure it." Mo Ziyang replied inexplicably, as though his entire being was in a trance.    

    

Dou Tian was speechless. He stood up and left without looking back.    

    

"Wait, what did you just say?" Mo Ziyang stood up suddenly as if he was struck by lightning, and stopped Dou Tian in his tracks.    

    

"I said, I can cure your Battle Soul." Dou Tian laughed.    

    

"Kid, you aren't here to entertain me again, are you?" Mo Ziyang frowned, he grabbed Dou Tian's collar and glared at him.    

    

"What do you mean again?" Dou Tian curled his lips and muttered softly, but thinking about last time, Dou Tian also calmed down. He gave Mo Ziyang hope, but in the end, it made Mo Ziyang completely lose hope.    

    

He had even given all the spirit medicines he had collected over the years to Dou Tian, which meant that he had given up hope in healing the Battle Soul.    

    

"Can you really cure my Battle Soul?" Mo Ziyang asked again.    

    

"You can try. Otherwise, how can I trust you to protect my brother?" Although he did not have the ability to refine Holy-ranked Soul-replenishing Pill, with the strength of the Battle God Catalog, he could definitely heal a Battle Soul of Grade Five Heavenly Dao Level.    

    

After all, the Nether God Battle Soul had already reached the Battle Soul of Grade Five Heavenly Dao Level, and the soul energy stored by the Nether God Battle Soul and Battle God Catalog was extremely boundless. Dou Tian didn't have to worry about the backlash and the lack of soul energy supply at all.    

    

Mo Ziyang's hands, which were holding Dou Tian's collar, trembled violently. For more than ten years, he had been dreaming about the day he would be able to recover Battle Soul, but in the end, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.    

    

He had already lost all hope. Now that he saw hope again, he felt like a dying person suddenly telling him that he could live for a few more decades. How could he not be excited?    

    

"As long as there's a sliver of hope, we can try it now." Mo Ziyang was excited, his voice trembling.    

    

"In a few days, your Battle Soul will be back to normal. It might cause too much commotion, so I need to find a secluded place to do so. Also, I need to recover my strength in the next few days so I can be more confident." Dou Tian said after thinking for a while.    

    

"Good, good!" Rest well first, I'll wait a few days for you. " Mo Ziyang said without hesitation.    

    

He had been waiting for this for more than ten years, how could he care about these few days?