"Di Tian, do you take this old man for thin air?"
Mu En's face was livid. Seeing Xuan Zi beaten into such a miserable state by Di Tian tore at his heart.
He controlled the golden light, pitting it against Di Tian's blast and successfully neutralizing the purple-black energy beam. Then he scooped up the badly weakened Xuan Zi, intending to send him into the Golden Tree to recuperate.
Di Tian paid the sudden turn of events no mind. With a beat of his wings, his enormous Dragon Body hurtled toward Xuan Zi, who was wrapped in golden light.
Di Tian clearly had no intention of letting the man who had desecrated his Uncle Taotie escape.
Faced with Di Tian's brutality, Mu En roared. Golden light flared in his eyes as well, and a moment later, his entire body rose into the air.
Xuan Zi's efforts to buy time had worked. Mu En had nearly finished gathering his power.
Mu En had forcibly absorbed most of the dragon qi within the Dragon Core, along with some of the life force from the Golden Tree on Sea God Island. At that moment, Elder Zhuang, who had remained quiet all this time, unleashed his ninth soul skill. A terrifying mass of green life energy instantly entered Mu En's body.
The Dragon God Douluo's withered body and depleted blood seemed to enjoy one final resurgence before death. His flesh gradually filled out, restoring him to the appearance of a middle-aged man.
His gray-white hair also began turning black, and the wrinkles on his face slowly disappeared. The dragon qi pouring from him was so dense that it radiated a terrifying pressure, making even some of the low-level draconic soul beasts below feel their bloodlines being suppressed.
"Martial soul, Radiant Sacred Dragon-possess me."
Mu