Battle God Emperor

Time passed by slowly. Soon, eight hours had gone by, and the sky was already bright.    

    

The room that Dou Tian was in was completely dark. Black ripples were emitted from his body and it was filled with an aura of destruction. It was as if even the air had been sucked out.    

    

A moment later, the black fog suddenly began to roll and roar. After which, it entered Dou Tian's body like ten thousand bees returning to their nest.    

    

"As expected of the Holy Spirit Calming Flower, it has finally comprehended the third stage of Destruction!" Dou Tian showed his teeth while smiling. He was very satisfied with this result.    

    

For the past few months, he had been stuck at the peak of the second stage of Destructive Will, unable to take this step forward.    

    

"After resting for a few hours, I should be able to last more than a day using the Soul-transforming Convergence Arts." Dou Tian thought to himself.    

    

With a thought, Dou Tian once again changed into a dark yellow appearance. He then put away the Nether God # 1 and walked out of the room with large strides.    

    

Glancing around, Dou Tian's eyes revealed a light smile. This Hua Family person was truly persistent, even now he was still being watched …    

    

However, Duan Ling Tian didn't mind, for the time being he would pretend that he didn't know anything.    

    

After arriving on the main street, Dou Tian absent-mindedly strolled about. He was looking and looking just like a country bumpkin who had just entered the city.    

    

"Hmm?" Suddenly, Dou Tian stopped. The street in front of him was packed with warriors. Dou Tian sighed in his heart. No matter where he was, there would always be a lot of onlookers.    

    

Dou Tian was also a bit curious. Since he had nothing else to do, he walked towards the crowd in front of him.    

    

"She lost so much blood, and how much blood does a person have to bleed for? Ai, I don't think this girl will be able to be saved."    

    

"He's probably not a good person either. He was still wearing his night clothes when he was injured. I'm guessing he's doing something shameful."    

    

"Let's go. The patrol squad will come and deal with this." Let's go, the patrol squad will deal with this.    

    

Dou Tian hadn't even gotten close when the sounds of discussions reached his ears. Some warriors glanced at him for a moment before turning around to leave, obviously unwilling to meddle in other people's business.    

    

However, when Dou Tian heard the three words "Ye Xing Yi", he frowned. Right now, he was participating in King-kill Trial, or perhaps it was an assassin participating in King-kill Trial.    

    

Of course, Dou Tian only thought this way. After all, he was usually wearing a black robe, and sometimes, it was just his personal interests.    

    

However, when he saw the pale face lying in the pool of blood, his heart fiercely trembled.    

    

"Blood …" Just as Dou Tian wanted to shout out, he swallowed the name that was on the tip of his tongue.    

    

That's right, the woman in black who had fallen in a pool of blood was none other than Xue Yaorao.    

    

One must know that those large clans had memory crystals in their hands that recorded the faces of everyone participating in King-kill Trial. Xue Yaorao was definitely one of them.    

    

If he were to charge forward brazenly, it would be very easy for him to think that he was a participant in the King-kill Trial as well.    

    

Just that, was Xue Yaorao really going to die like that?    

    

Impossible!    

    

It was not that Dou Tian had any special feelings for Xue Yaorao, but Xue Yaorao had helped him when she was in danger many times. If not for Xue Yaorao, her Yanbei Empire would have been destroyed long ago.    

    

Dou Tian took a deep breath, many thoughts quickly flashed past his mind. If he did not feel the faintly discernible life force from her body, Dou Tian would have thought that Xue Yaorao was already dead.    

    

"Whatever, if I don't save her now, she's going to die." Dou Tian's heart was incomparably anxious. He calmed his heart and slowly walked over.    

    

"Little brother, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business." Someone kindly reminded Dou Tian Dao, causing many people to be wary of Xue Yaorao's attire.    

    

Among the crowd, there were a few people who frowned and glanced at Dou Tian as if they wanted to see through him. Unfortunately, in the end, they were disappointed.    

    

The Tendon Splitting Bone Hand and the Soul-transforming Convergence Arts could fundamentally change a person's appearance and their soul power aura, and even the Primeval Chaos Battle Saint Stage wouldn't necessarily be able to see through them.    

    

Dou Tian looked at the surrounding warriors and pretended to be calm. "Saving a life is better than creating a seven-level pagoda. What's more, this kind of beauty?"    

    

Immediately after, he ignored the gazes of the crowd and prepared to walk towards his residence while carrying Xue Yaorao. At the same time, the palm that was pressed against Xue Yaorao's body carried traces of the Battle God Catalog's energy and entered her body.    

    

It was one thing to not look, but the moment he looked at Dou Tian, he was shocked, "Impossible! His meridians are still intact, and the Soul Sea is still intact! How can he not have any soul power?"    

    

It was no wonder why Dou Tian was so surprised. A person's soul power would still exist even if their meridians were broken and their Soul Sea were destroyed.    

    

But at that moment, Xue Yaorao did not have any soul power in her body, she was no different from an ordinary person.    

    

Dou Tian could be considered to be knowledgeable, but he had never seen or even heard of such a situation before.    

    

If Xue Yaorao was just an ordinary person, without any soul power, or even if she had meridians, it would be understandable. But how could there be a Soul Sea?    

    

Only warriors with Word Law Battle Magic Stage and higher would have Soul Sea.    

    

Dou Tian kept checking Xue Yaorao's body again and again, completely ignoring the fingers of the surrounding warriors.    

    

However, no matter how he probed, he could not find any form of soul power. The only proof was that Xue Yaorao was still alive, and her heart was still beating slightly.    

    

"Wait, there seems to be a situation where he doesn't have any soul power." Dou Tian suddenly thought of something. Looking at Xue Yaorao who was in her embrace, a look of shock flashed past her eyes.    

    

"If that's really the case, then if Xue Yaorao doesn't die, won't she have a high chance of becoming a saint in the future?" Dou Tian's heart was extremely restless.    

    

"Wait."    

    

Just as Dou Tian walked out of the crowd, a melodious voice rang out. Dou Tian's heart skipped a beat; he had already made up his mind to risk his life.    

    

However, when Dou Tian raised his head to look over, he saw a young girl wearing a light purple dress standing in front of him. The young girl was wearing a purple veil and his face could not be seen.    

    

His silky hair was tied into the shape of a crescent moon with a purple coral bun, and there were purple glass beads hanging on both sides of his ears, giving him a noble and graceful appearance.    

    

Her immortal-like charm was like a lotus blooming in water. Although it was covered by a veil, it was not hard to imagine her devastatingly beautiful appearance.    

    

Upon seeing this face, the surrounding warriors all gave off burning gazes, their blood boiling.    

    

"It's her." Dou Tian's heart skipped a beat. He instantly recognized this woman. She was the one he had accidentally saved, the Ninth Princess of Da Long, Long Wu. Of course, Dou Tian didn't know her name and identity.    

    

That was nothing, but when his gaze landed on the youth dressed in the traditional black brocade robe beside Long Wu, whose waist was tied with a green spider silk ribbon, his heart was a little unsettled. Who else could it be other than Loong Chen.    

    

"Greetings, Second Fairy and Ninth Princess!" Immediately after, the surrounding warriors bowed to the two of them.    

    

"Ninth Princess?" Although Dou Tian had his own guesses, he still couldn't calm his heart. He had actually saved the ninth princess of the great dragon!    

    

She, who possessed the Ice Race Blood, didn't know whether it was a disaster or a blessing to the Nanli Immortal Dynasty.    

    

"Are you calling me?" He tried his best to calm himself down as he consoled himself in his heart. Right now, he had changed his appearance and aura, so no one would be able to recognize him.