The Evil Soul Master is actually myself

Blood splattered everywhere, mixed with tiny, dark green pieces of internal organs, soaking the surrounding students and filling the air with a strong, pungent smell of blood.

The surrounding students were stunned, while others reacted quickly, channeling their martial spirits and charging towards the bronze giant.

The siblings, who had been lurking in the distance, sensed something was wrong from the sudden appearance of the three. They were just about to rush forward to help when, before they even arrived, the only Soul Saint in the Zheng Tian Academy team was smashed to pieces!

Su Ming's lips twitched. The Soul Saint level was an insult to the word "Saint." Clearly, the miraculous ability of the [Martial Soul True Body] had created a chasm between those below the Soul Saint level, a chasm as vast as the heavens and the earth.

Its rampant destructive power and unparalleled strength make it one of the world's strongest, yet it remains so fragile without a martial spirit, seemingly all show and no substance.

They haven't grasped the true meaning of the "true form" at all; they only know what it is, but not why it is.

Su Ming figured that if he wanted to raise the upper limit of the Douluo system, he had to work on the Soul Saint realm, which symbolized a high-level position and the entry into the Hall of Miracles.

But there's no time to think about that now. If we don't hurry, the students of Zhengtian Academy will be wiped out.

"The evil soul master really thinks highly of the angelic martial soul, sending a Soul Douluo and two Soul Saints to besiege it." Su Ming looked solemnly at the old missionary who had been standing by the roadside without making a move.

He seemed to sense something and smiled as he looked over. A huge shadow moved beneath his feet, and a pair of narrow, blood-red vertical pupils appeared and disappeared, his cold and sinister eyes glancing over like those of a serpent of the end.

Su Ming was horrified. He cried out, "Sister! I'm counting on you!"

Then the boy rushed toward the bronze giant in front of the caravan, and in a single instant, he stood in front of the cannibalistic troll Gu Tong. His massive body blocked out the sunlight, casting a large shadow.

The first group of students to react, Ye Wuqing's Golden Leaf Martial Soul, with a single thought, unleashed a shower of golden light, like a storm of pear blossom needles, sharpening as it pierced the bronze giant.

Meanwhile, Yu Mengdi, under stress, spread her wings and wielded her twin swords, creating a golden vortex of frenzied cutting, resembling the steps of a Western Swan Lake dance, as she slashed towards the neck of the bronze giant.

All of this was in vain. Seven soul rings rose from Gu Tong's feet, three purple and four black, unlike any other. A fierce and tyrannical supreme pressure spread out, making the surrounding students pale and almost kneel down, submitting to the ogre king who originated from the prehistoric dark throne and surrendering.

Two of his spirit rings lit up, and the bronze giant's skin rippled with iron-gray light, actually shattering the countless incoming metal blades without him being harmed.

Yu Mengdi, who attacked from behind, transformed into a high-speed slashing crown of light, leaving only a golden mark on Gu Tong's neck. Then, she was violently thrown away by the shock, spinning several times in mid-air before the force dissipated.

Yu Mengdi landed, staggering, her face pale.

Call ~

The bronze giant exhaled a long breath, which swept around like a storm. A group of carriages and their riders were thrown into the air and shattered into planks that scattered in mid-air. He grinned as he looked at the 'little insects' in front of him.

Do you want to dance too?

The cannibalistic troll swung its fist and slammed it down, creating a fierce gust of wind, like a falling meteor.

Su Mingmo's hair flew wildly, and a flame rose in his eyes. He also clenched his five fingers together, stretched out his fist, and clashed head-on with Gu Tong.

Boom!

A deafening roar swept across the area.

The two fists, one large and one small, faced each other, creating layers of translucent ripples in the air, forming concentric waves that vibrated through the void.

The two exchanged rapid punches, exchanging dozens of blows in one go.

Ding ding ding.

A series of metallic clanging sounds formed a resounding symphony, echoing endlessly, as if singing a hymn to an epic re-enactment.

The earth continued to tremble, the road twisted into a blur, and countless deep cracks spread out, as if an earth dragon were turning over, and two enormous creatures were fiercely clashing.

"That was exhilarating! That was exhilarating!" Gu Tong shouted loudly. He hadn't had such a satisfying fight in a long time. At this moment, with all four of his soul rings lit up, he was barely able to contend with the black-haired youth in front of him.

Evil spirit masters are always judged by their actions; they are anti-human, anti-social, and terrorists.

Some of their martial souls are malevolent and awe-inspiring, while others are simply dark in nature. The Ogre Martial Soul is purely that of a dark creature. After falling into darkness, it transforms into an ogre troll. Abandoning its evil secret power, its combat strength is only around the Soul Saint level.

Generally speaking, the more evil a martial soul is, the more difficult it is to advance, but of course, the stronger its combat power is. A martial soul like Gu Tong, which has a little bit of evil energy, is not that terrifying in terms of actual combat power.

"Who are you, meddling in other people's business? Aren't you afraid that we evil soul masters will retaliate against your family?" Hu Qingping frowned and shouted sharply. She would not stand by and watch the two fight.

Martial Soul Possession

The alluring woman ignited black hellfire, took a step forward, and her body suddenly swelled to eight feet tall. Her long, plump, white legs turned a healthy wheat color, and her knees twisted in the opposite direction. Her jade feet transformed into the shape of horseshoes, burning with black flames, and red scales covered her ankles.

Abyssal Succubus!

Hu Qingping's clothes were torn, her mature face was charming, and the pink hair covering her private parts exuded a decadent aura. A pair of black wings spread out from her back, and a tail with a red heart-shaped barb grew from her tailbone.

It is obvious that her martial soul is darker and more evil, which makes the pressure of the Purgatory Demon King even more terrifying, like an indescribable abyss.

Three purple and four black spirit rings rose up, and the first and third spirit skills lit up.

"Little guy, look over here quickly." Hu Qingping called out in a light and cheerful voice, her husky yet magnetic and mature voice carrying a mental fluctuation, attempting to distract Su Ming.

Whispers of purgatory, a violent allure.

Like the alluring voice of a demon, there was a mysterious and elusive Water Curtain Cave, and the surviving students around couldn't help but look over.

At this moment, it was as if I had met my lover from the next life, who was speaking to me in the soft, melodious Wu dialect with tender affection.

Several male students looked dazed, drooling from the corners of their mouths, their souls completely sinking into an abyss.

Yu Mengdi's delicate features contorted in pain, until finally a ray of golden light bloomed within her body, making her translucent like crystal glass, which pulled her back from the terrifying demonic sounds.

"Oh no!" Her face changed drastically, and she quickly looked at her savior who had come to her aid. She had experienced that kind of illusion before; it was irresistible to both men and women. How could an innocent young boy resist the charming allure of an older woman?

To her astonishment, the black-haired boy was fighting fiercely with the bronze ogre, his handsome face calm, not even bothering to glance at the abyssal succubus.

Even when that mental fluctuation swept towards him, a tiny crack spread between his brows, and a purplish-blue vertical pupil flashed, reflecting the mental fluctuation back.

Pfft!

Hu Qingping's pretty face twisted with fear, as if she were staring directly into the silent abyss, where endless darkness boiled, and a crowned abyss lord coldly glanced at her.

She suffered a severe mental blow, spitting out a mouthful of blood. The effect of her soul skill was canceled, backfiring on her, but indirectly saving the group of students.

Chapter 167 Innate Divine Strength

Su Ming sneered. His dark jade skull gleamed. Trying to use illusions in front of the Heavenly Demon was like showing off one's limited skills before an expert.

Moreover, his mental strength has already approached that of a Soul Douluo, reaching a state of tangible yet intangible existence.

Yu Mengdi reacted swiftly, decisively wielding two greatswords as she charged towards the stunned Abyss Succubus. She knew she wasn't adept at dealing with strength-based enemies, but against magic-based evil spirit masters, especially delicate young ladies, she was a force to be reckoned with.

Chapter 168 The Invitation of the Abyss

Hu Qingping's alluring features carried a playful air as she gradually cornered the 'little cutie' like a cat toying with a mouse.

She brandished a long, black and red thorny whip, her mature face flushed, seemingly caught up in excitement. Each lash left Yu Mengdi struggling to keep up. Although the angel had divine power to restore her strength, the duration of the lash had gradually weakened her.

Yu Mengdi wielded the two swords weakly, offering absolutely no resistance.

Hu Qingping seemed to be deliberately toying with her prey. Even though the prey was exhausted, she was in no hurry to kill it. She just played with it, controlling the force of each lash smoothly, only tearing Yu Mengdi's clothes and leaving red marks on large patches of fair skin.

In the end, the blonde woman was almost completely naked. She was ashamed and angry, her eyes were bloodshot, and there were glistening tears in them, as if she had been gradually tamed and corrupted into hell by a succubus from the abyss.

Hu Qingping was in a good mood. The succubus and the angel were mortal enemies, and the greatest pleasure was watching her opponent fall.

Suddenly, she froze, looking at the distant rumbling sound of collapse. Her charming and pleasant face instantly turned frosty. She glanced coldly at the two-winged angels in front of her and said indifferently, "That idiot Gu Tong couldn't even stop a Soul King, disgracing the Soul Saints."

"Looks like I don't have time to play with you, little cutie." She gave a cruel sneer and whipped Yu Mengdi away, severely injuring her and leaving her unable to move.

Hu Qingping deliberately kept Yu Mengdi behind, intending to take her back to the Church of Life and Souls after dealing with the meddlesome people. After multiple rounds of torture and humiliation, the Church might produce a fallen angel of saintly caliber.

Su Ming rushed over and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Yu Mengdi was alright. He looked coldly at the succubus and said, "Aren't you leaving yet? Are you that confident?"

Hu Qingping revealed an exaggerated smile and said, "Little brother, do you still have the strength? I know Gu Tong well. Although he looks down on that brute, he is one of the best among close-combat Soul Saints."

"Are you really alright?" she asked.

Su Ming's body was indeed in a bad state, but it wasn't at the point of exhaustion. With the help of the Holy Spirit Gold, his injuries had been stabilized.

buzz~

The young man was too lazy to talk to such a confident madman, so he immediately unleashed his ultimate evil domain, a dense black curtain pressing down on him.

She was startled when she saw the evil power that was darker than the abyss and more despairing than purgatory, but she reacted quickly.

Hiss~, Hu Qingping's pitch-black hellfire burned, and a complex black and red brand appeared between her brows, a pattern of a long spear piercing through the heart of lava.

The pitch-black flames emitted terrifyingly high temperatures, scorching and distorting the void, vaguely revealing dark cracks. Even the violent and ferocious evil domain was scorched with a large hole, forming a vacuum domain.

It should be noted that this is the first time the Demon Special Forces' Evil Domain has suffered a setback, as if that slowly burning evil fire has an essence no less powerful than Su Ming's Dark Demon God Tiger.

Hu Qingping smirked and said, "You think you can be proud of yourself just because you killed a Soul Saint who's a level above you? Little brother, who isn't a genius?"

The succubus's sixth soul ring lit up, and the pitch-black flames surrounding her suddenly expanded, forming a sea of ​​fire that spread rapidly. When it came into contact with the twisted evil energy of the seven emotions and six desires within the realm of ultimate evil, it was as if fire had met oil.

The roar instantly surged, eroding the power of the most evil to strengthen itself.

Su Ming felt his soul power being rapidly depleted. He frowned and involuntarily withdrew his 'domain'. The black mist quickly gathered, shaking off the entangled black flames.

But without the barrier of the domain, the pitch-black sea of ​​fire quickly swept over, engulfing Su Ming in moments. The raging flames surged high, filling the sky as if forming a smelting furnace.

"This is not the power of the Evil God King. Where does it come from?" Su Ming was not calm. He was not arrogant, because even the strongest evil attribute would be suppressed by an even stronger one. But he was also confident that, apart from the Evil God King, probably no one's evil power surpassed his in the Douluo world.

At most, they could only keep pace with each other, and those ancient books he had consulted all withered away in the glorious ancient times.

Su Ming had never experienced the evil power of the Evil God King, but as a link in maintaining the existence of the world, His power was evil yet pure. The wisp of evil flame in front of him was like the last desperate wail of a fallen world's ruins, mixed and twisted.

Even death despises it, making it an absolute nemesis.

After all, even death is part of the world's cycle, while the Fiend Flame is something that shouldn't exist in this world, similar to the essence of Cthulhu.

"Didn't you already have some guesses?" The succubus wasn't in a hurry to make a move. She looked at the handsome young man and clicked her tongue in admiration. "I didn't expect you to be so well hidden. I remember you, one of the 'shaving ones' listed in the cult. I never thought you would be such an extremely evil person, one in ten thousand years."

"Those who have their hair shaved?" Su Ming didn't seem to be in a hurry. He asked curiously, "What are those?"

“Yes, by using the ‘Sword of the Abyss’ to shave away the shackles of life, you will ultimately lead the Holy Church to rebirth.” She said with a strange expression, “In other words, your potential is great, and the Holy Spirit Church intends to absorb you.”

"Huh? I just got an offer from a top company in Douluo Continent? But something feels off. The name of the one who was shaved feels as sinister as the Buddhist concept of 'laying down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha on the spot.'" Su Ming paused for a moment and asked, "What is the Blade of Sin?"

Hu Qingping patiently explained, "The Holy Spirit Cult has a secret team called the 'Knife of Sin,' which is specifically responsible for 'recruiting' members. They subtly encourage those being shaved to abandon all their ties and voluntarily join the Holy Spirit Cult."

She leaked information without a care, as if she was certain that Su Ming could not escape her grasp.

The boy seemed to be deep in thought. It was impossible for the Holy Spirit Cult to openly abduct students during its infiltration phase. The knife of evil was like the ancient serpent in the Bible that tempted Eve to swallow the golden apple, or the witch in the fairy tale that tempted Snow White to swallow the poisoned apple.

By weaving a lie to cover up the truth through a series of insignificant little things, the victim is led to depravity. Human nature is always fickle; a slight provocation or a casual remark can turn a loving couple into bitter enemies.

"That's really cruel." Su Ming sighed sincerely. Everything seemed voluntary, but in reality, it was unavoidable due to the push of the 'general trend'.

“That’s right, I’ve experienced it firsthand, and even now I still shudder at the memory.” The succubus sister sighed for a moment, then cheerfully made a request to him: “But after you’ve given up all your ties, you’ll find that the world is your oyster, and freedom is so wonderful. Do you want to give it a try?”

"Haha, no thanks." Su Ming yawned and smiled. "I'm living a wonderful life now, and I don't want to live like a rat in the street, hated by everyone. Besides..."