After hearing everything, Di Tian slammed his fist into the stone wall beside him. The sturdy granite caved in, leaving a gaping hole. He panted heavily, his golden eyes filled with bone-deep regret and helplessness.
"It was all my fault! I failed to protect our Lord! I've lived for over eight hundred thousand years, and our Lord risked her life to help me escape the Divine Realm. Yet when she was at her weakest, I couldn't even protect her!"
"All these years, I've tried countless ways. Bi Ji used her life force to help me force out the baleful energy, and Ice Empress even sent me an ice lotus from the Far North Ice Plains to suppress it. But Asura's baleful energy had already burrowed into my Soul Core. I can feel it being gnawed away every day. In a few thousand years at most, I'm bound to die."
Di Tian grabbed Murong Huai's wrist, his grip astonishingly strong. A resolute light slowly rose in his golden eyes. "Brother, you were personally chosen by our Lord and the Nine Great Dragon Kings. You survived at the hands of the Asura God. There's no one else on the entire Douluo Continent who can match your strength.
"Now that our Lord has been captured, Star Dou is counting on you. My cultivation would be wasted if I let it go to waste, so I might as well give it to you and help you reach the next level. Once you become a god, you'll be able to storm the Divine Realm and save our Lord."
Murong Huai was startled, but he said nothing. All the Ferocious Beasts were gravely injured now, and for him to absorb the Beast God's Spirit Ring at a time like this felt a little like taking advantage