The Bone Dragon King beat his wings, carrying the Evil Soul Masters led by Zhongli Wu high into the sky. A streak of blood-red light swept up the Death God Tower and carried it onto the Bone Dragon King's back, fleeing Shrek City with them.
Before leaving, Zhongli Wu shot Huo Yuhao a vicious glare, then looked reluctantly at Ma Xiaotao, whom Huo Yuhao carried on his back, before finally withdrawing.
"Teacher!"
Yan Shaozhe cried out and hurried toward Dragon God Douluo Mu En.
Mu En's body, which had remained as imposing as a mountain despite his stoop, slowly collapsed to the ground. His white hair abruptly lost its luster, making him look even older, and even his breathing became exceedingly faint.
Du Busi was closer to Mu En. He shot forward like lightning, caught Mu En, and helped him up.
At the same time, he sensed the condition of Mu En's body. This Dragon God Douluo had already been in the twilight of his life, and he had summoned the Sea God's Light just now at the cost of burning away part of his soul. Only then had he managed to break through the might of the Death God Tower, the Douluo Continent's foremost offensive soul tool, in a head-on clash.
The two soul cores within Mu En were now close to a standstill. His meridians were like a building emptied after thieves had fled, without a trace of soul power remaining. Most importantly, this battle had burned away his remaining lifespan. He likely had little time left.
"Cough, cough... Busi, thank you for bringing the Body Sect to our aid. Only with your help did we fend off the Holy Spirit Cult's attack." Mu En showed no dejection; his expression remained peaceful.
To him, death was merely the