Douluo Continent: I can nurture soul beasts and even perform super evolution.

Chapter 335 Evil Soul Master: Who is the real madman?! Su Wen: I need to see the Demon Emperor about something, can you lead the way?

You must know, he is by no means an ordinary six-ring Soul Emperor, but a two-word Battle Armor Master!
When he takes out his battle armor, his combat power is comparable to that of an ordinary eight-ring Soul Douluo. As a rare battle armor master on the continent, his mental strength is naturally far superior to that of his peers.

But he... didn't notice at all!

"Heh heh heh, where did this brat come from, daring to insult the Holy Spirit Cult!" The black-robed man's voice was shrill and piercing, a chilling laugh ringing out: "Feel the pain of disease! I won't let you die, but rather let it fester inside you, tormenting you for a lifetime..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the evil soul master's black cloak fluttered in the wind, and a black soul ring lit up. A hideous monster materialized behind him, spewing green mist from its mouth. At the same time, it raised its long staff and swung the green mist towards Su Wen.

"Tsk, the plague."

Su Wen remained calm and raised his palm.

The intense flames enveloped the plague, hissing and slowly devouring it until only a wisp of black smoke remained.

Jiaojiao's Ultimate Fire is quite useful.

Not to mention that it has already advanced to the Soul Saint level, comparable to a ferocious beast that is nearly 500,000 years old.

"How could this be..." Plague Douluo's pupils suddenly contracted. He had never underestimated this person. After all, judging from his demeanor, he was clearly an extremely strong young person, and might even be a figure on the Continental Ranking, or even a minor figure on the Ranking.

Therefore, the ultimate move was launched: the source of the plague.

Unexpectedly, the other side handled it so casually.

This idea is tricky; we'd better get out of here!
Run away quickly!
"Want to run?"

Su Wen chuckled softly.

The flames instantly coalesced into a fire dragon, clinging to the plague messenger like a malignant sore. The terrifying flames burned away the black robe, revealing a hideous and repulsive face beneath.

The fire dragon, carrying the plague messenger, seemed to have fallen into scalding lava, making his already ugly features even more distorted.

"So strong..."

Wu Changkong looked solemn.

The ease with which this flame was controlled was as if a titled expert had personally arrived. Regardless of the fact that this flame was clearly the ultimate flame, its most terrifying aspect was that it had not yet revealed any soul skills!

That fire dragon was clearly something he casually sculpted!

To achieve such ease, one must have an extremely high level of control over the ultimate fire.
It's truly bottomless...

Tang Wulin, standing to the side, widened his eyes in astonishment, while the other children beside him exclaimed in surprise, "Such a strong big brother..."

"Child, stay away from him!"

At that moment, Old Tang, who had been dormant within Tang Wulin for a long time, finally came online and spoke in a rather serious tone.

"Why?" Tang Wulin asked, looking bewildered.

"He doesn't belong to this world..." Old Tang said gravely, "and he's too powerful. Even I can't see through him now. Strange, why would there be a Dragon God?!"

Old Tang was talking to himself.

Su Wen glanced back at Tang Wulin, who instantly felt a chill run down his spine and logged off. No matter how Tang Wulin called out to him, he refused to show himself again.

"An old acquaintance."

Su Wen chuckled softly.

Tang Wulin looked at the smile in the other person's eyes, his throat bobbed, and he lowered his head timidly. His heart was like a raging storm. Donghai City was not small, and he had met many people he considered strong, but in Old Tang's words, they were all "weaklings." He often told Tang Wulin to go out and see the vastness of the world.

But who could have imagined that he would encounter someone of this level as soon as he left the beginner village?

They actually managed to spot Old Tang?!

He felt that crushing him would be as easy as snapping a finger between them. (Old Tang is a remnant of Tang San's soul; he probably wanted to be modeled after Electrolux, but his popularity is ridiculously low.)
"Ahhhh!!!"

"Heavenly King, save me!"

The plague messenger wailed in agony, half of his body melted away by the fire dragon, leaving only his upper body, which he weakly swung at his staff.

"Boom~!"

A loud roar came from ahead of the Soul Guidance Train.

Then came a piercing buzzing sound.

It was as if time had frozen.

A long-lasting and lingering fragrance rose from the front of the carriage.

Wu Changkong's pupils dilated in shock. This was... the aura of a near-Limit Douluo! The Holy Spirit Sect had actually sent out such a powerful expert?!

Without time to think, he could only do his best and pray that there were strong people around who could lend a hand.

Otherwise, even if the powerful figures from the Soul Guidance Train headquarters arrive, it probably won't be of much use. After all, someone stronger than one of the Four Heavenly Kings of the Holy Spirit Cult is extremely rare across the entire continent.

Then, points of light lit up around Wu Changkong's body, as if armor were being assembled. Each part of his body, including his shoulders, chest, elbows, wrists, waist, and abdomen, was covered with pieces of battle armor, which then connected to form a silver-white line of light.

Finally, with the helmet and the Heavenly Frost Sword in hand becoming one size larger, the "Battle Armor Transformation" is complete.

Although it was a bit childish, the increase was genuinely powerful, with the latter's aura soaring all the way up to the Soul Douluo realm.

"Wow! This is battle armor!!" Xie Xie's eyes widened. Teacher Wu is a battle armor master!

Tang Wulin also saw the battle armor he had been longing for. He was stunned, but his heart clenched. What kind of existence must the opponent be to force Teacher Wu to reveal such a trump card?
Sure enough, the next second.

It was as if space itself had been torn open at the front of the train, and a petite, teenage girl with big, innocent eyes and pigtails emerged from it. Her voice was as melodious as a silver bell as she covered her mouth and chuckled, "I never expected you to be so well-hidden, handsome young man..."

"If you have any trump cards, use them now, because you might not have the chance later," Wu Changkong said earnestly to Su Wen, taking a deep breath.

It turns out he really is one of the Four Heavenly Kings of the Holy Spirit Cult.

These are the kind of powerhouses who truly stand at the pinnacle of the continent, and are listed among the top ten on the continent's power rankings.

"This is the battle armor?" Su Wen asked, seemingly changing the subject and posing another inappropriate question.

Wu Zhangkong: "..."

He felt increasingly puzzled. It was true that Battle Armor Masters were of noble status and few in number on the continent, but logically speaking, given the strength he had displayed, he shouldn't have never even seen a Battle Armor Master before.

"Ok!"

He nodded slightly, but his expression changed drastically the next moment, and he suddenly swung out the Heavenly Frost Sword in his hand.

The terrifying noise swept through the entire carriage.

But what happened next shocked Tang Wulin and the others.

"Hey bro, why aren't you talking to me?"

Nanali quickly moved closer, a smile playing on her pink lips, a stark contrast to her adorable appearance. It would be hard for anyone to imagine that such a cute little girl was actually a ruthless cult leader.

At that moment, as she bent down to sniff Su Wen like a kitten, her two slender, white fingers gently pinched the Heavenly Frost Sword that was slashing down from her side.

The icy sword energy scattered, vanishing completely like a deflated balloon—this was the result of its forceful suppression…

"Well……"

Wu Changkong's face flushed red, and the silvery-white light around him intensified, yet he still couldn't slash down even slightly.

Nanali, however, looked at Su Wen with a witch-like gaze and a beaming smile.

It was as if she hadn't noticed what was happening around her at all.

"How about it? If you become my boyfriend, I'll consider letting this soul-guided train go. Handsome, there are a full two thousand people on this train!"

"Besides, I'm not old, only thirty-seven. As you know, our Soul Masters have a lifespan of over two hundred years, so a mere few years' age difference is nothing at all."

"how?"

Nanali shyly rested her chin on her hand and blinked her eyes.

In this strange atmosphere.

Everyone in the carriage was on tenterhooks.

The man sitting opposite Su Wen and Gu Yuena, who had been criticizing them, looked regretful. This was tantamount to abducting a man and breaking up a loving couple. But who could blame them when the young lovers encountered a true evil spirit master? For such a ruthless killer to try to reason with you and negotiate was already quite "honest."

"The Four Heavenly Kings of the Holy Spirit Cult?" Su Wen seemed thoughtful, then winked at Gu Yuena, whose anger was at its peak, and continued to ask, "Are you very strong?"

"Of course, if you're willing to be my boyfriend, the entire Holy Spirit Church will make you invincible, second only to the Lord. I'd even be willing to let you ride me!"

Su Wen nodded slightly.

"Is the first one the Demon Emperor?"

"..."

The scene was deathly silent.

To Wu Changkong's astonishment, even this one of the four Heavenly Kings of the Holy Spirit Sect, a top expert in the world, showed a hint of shock upon hearing the name "Demon Emperor." Although she quickly concealed it, it was clear that the unrestrained smile on her face, the ease with which she had manipulated an insect, had faded away.

"Kids shouldn't ask so many questions. Knowing too much isn't good for you. Of course, I'm more interested in where you heard this news from." Nanali curled her lips, revealing her alluring beauty, and asked with a light laugh.

During this period, only a handful of people should know about the Demon Emperor.

"It seems so..." Su Wen nodded.

"Are you currently recuperating from your injuries, or are you attempting to break through to level 100 and overcome the limitations of being a soul beast?"

"..."

Nanali's pupils trembled.

A chill swept over him; what seemed like a simple sentence turned utterly terrifying with the mention of "soul beast."

Even the strongest among humans only know of the existence of the Demon Emperor, but are completely unaware of his identity.

This guy... is he a spy for my Holy Spirit Cult?!
"Then, sister, could you tell me where the Demon Emperor is? I want to go find her... and catch up with her," Su Wen said sincerely.

He tried to find the "Demon Emperor" in the first two timelines, but failed, so he decided to try his luck ten thousand years later.

But clearly, they were lucky.

"Gulu~"

Nanali's throat bobbed, and a look of bewilderment flashed in her eyes. She was already trying her best to play the role of a madwoman, but why did the person opposite her, who clearly looked like a normal person, appear to be more insane than her in her eyes?

"Can you tell me? Or you can lead the way." Su Wen stepped forward, his tone becoming increasingly sincere.

Nanali, however, unconsciously moved backward.

Only now did she truly realize it.

The people on the other side are the real lunatics!!!

"Sigh, you don't want to talk about it?"

Su Wen shook his head regretfully.

He curled the corners of his lips into a gentle smile: "Then let's forcefully pry your mouth open."

"boom!!!"

In less than a second, Gu Yuena, who had just been pinned to her seat by Su Wen's gaze, suddenly sprang up, her figure arriving in an instant, accompanied by a buzzing sound like it was cutting through the air, and threw a punch at Nanali.

A dragon god with a million years of cultivation.

In terms of strength, it can even overwhelm the Demon Emperor at his peak.

Not to mention a mere level 98 evil soul master and three-word battle armor master...

Wu Changkong, standing to the side, could even clearly see that Nanali was struck hard in the chest by the white-haired girl's soft, fragrant fist. Nanali's face turned pale instantly, her expression gradually became astonished, and then her body was thrown backward like a rag doll in slow motion.

Su Wen casually raised his hand to stop the aftershocks of the "battle".

The sonic boom shattered all the windows of the train a second after Nunnally was blasted out of the carriage.

Countless people covered their ears, their faces filled with bewilderment.

Wu Changkong looked utterly astonished.

Such a top-tier expert was actually blasted away by a single punch from a young girl?!

Moreover, looking through the carriage window, in the distant forest, the colorful energy beams completely crushed the gray-black energy beams, the former becoming increasingly powerful, while the latter grew increasingly dim.

Even behind the white-haired, colorful-eyed girl, a phantom of a colorful dragon seemed to emerge, its awe-inspiring presence causing one's heart to tremble.

"boom!"

Gu Yuena transformed into a streak of colorful light and soared into the sky, carrying Nanali, whose face was already swollen like a pig's head and whose body was almost smashed.

The girl looked down at Nanali with indifferent eyes.

The oppressive aura emanating from it was no longer concealed in the slightest.

"Trying to steal my man? You little bitch, do you think you're worthy?!"

"Woooooo~"

Blood gushed from Nanali's throat, rendering her speechless. Her eyes were filled with despair and pain.

Little did she know that, on a whim, she would lead her team to carry out terrorist activities on a train.

But they just happened to run into this pair of fierce demons.

No wonder that young man was so calm; he's probably no ordinary person either...

"Wait, you're not letting me lead the way?!" Nanali's pupils constricted sharply; this girl was clearly going to kill her!

"Hehe, no need." Gu Yuena's face was gloomy, her jealousy practically written all over her face.

He gathered his strength, and an extreme nine-colored power condensed from his fist. With a cold expression, he then delivered another heavy punch to the abdomen.

"boom!"

Energy fluctuations were overflowing.

Nanali plummeted downwards.

A cloud of dust billowed up.

……

"Ran."

Gu Yuena pouted, put her hands behind her back, and acted coyly like a little girl.

"You let it escape?" Su Wen glanced at her sideways.

“How could it be an accident! It was an accident…” Gu Yuena argued.

"Never mind, that guy is actually quite troublesome." Su Wen shook his head.

With the removal of the God Realm's restrictions, the number of Limit Douluo in this world has suddenly increased, and their quality has not decreased but increased. Even the limit of three-word battle armor can be easily defeated by Long Xiaoyao and Ye Xishui from ten thousand years ago.

Times are progressing.

The methods have become increasingly diverse.

Therefore, he wasn't too surprised that this level 98 guy was able to escape.

Of course, he couldn't just let it go like that.

He had already planted a mark inside his body.

No matter where in the Douluo Continent it can be hidden.

Demon Emperor...

Ha ha.

You can't run away.

……

(End of this chapter)