The Evil Soul Master is actually myself

He paused for a moment and then said, "My bond will never change."

“No bond or emotion is unchanging.” Hu Qingping shook her head and said, “The world will change soon, and everyone will face the final judgment. You are different. You are the Sixth Demon of the Twisted Prophecy. The will of the abyss will crown you. You are the ruler of the new world and a beneficiary of Solomon’s legacy.”

"The Abyss?" Su Ming's expression shifted as he looked at the woman in front of him. He vaguely recalled that the Holy Spirit Cult seemed to have some connection with the Abyss, and that even ten thousand years later, they had opened the Gate of the Abyss in the polar regions.

“Yes, I was blessed by the Abyss and evolved from a Flower Spirit Martial Soul into a Super Martial Soul, the Abyss Succubus.” Hu Qingping spread her arms and said fervently, “But you are different. Once you become one of the rulers of the Abyss, even I will kneel before you.”

Su Ming smiled and said, "A very tempting statement." He had almost figured out the changes in the Holy Spirit Cult. It seemed that after Ma Xiaotao's fate changed, the Holy Spirit Cult's prophecies changed accordingly, and even became more radical.

Demon Emperor.

This mysterious name surfaced in Su Ming's mind. It had made a prophecy during the Douluo Continent II: The Peerless Tang Sect era and had not perished with the destruction of the Holy Spirit Cult, but had remained dormant ever since.

Chapter 169 Projection

Su Ming vaguely grasped a fleeting inspiration, but it was still unclear.

Compared to the original timeline, the Holy Spirit Cult became much more active earlier, and its doctrines also changed.

"Alright, considering how long I've chatted with you, why don't you just obediently surrender and come home with me? Anyway, we won't hurt you, and we'll even groom you as the next leader of the Holy Spirit Cult."

Hu Qingping said seductively.

Su Ming's expression was indifferent, and circles of cyan-purple light emanated from him, making his stance clear. In addition to the power of extreme evil, he was also proficient in the attributes of wind and thunder.

Hu Qingping sighed and pretended to be pitiful, saying, "I've spent so much time chatting with you, and you turn your back on me like this? It hurts me so much. I'll say it again: the Holy Spirit taught you far more than Shrek did."

That woman was all talk and no action. Her seventh soul ring lit up, and the rune between her brows suddenly shone into the sky, revealing a huge phantom.

A magnificent palace, adorned with intricate patterns and eerie carvings unique to the abyss, surrounds a towering throne. Though called a throne, it resembles a bed, upon which a graceful figure reclines, shrouded in a hazy pink veil.

Hu Qingping smiled cruelly and said, "Little brother, your sister is gathering her strength, and what are you waiting for?"

Su Ming glanced at the phantom in the sky unintentionally, and felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. His soul seemed to freeze instantly, and he quickly closed his eyes to avoid that indescribable shadow.

Hu Qingping's power system bears obvious traces of the abyss, and her body seems to have been completely transformed into another kind of creature. Therefore, her seventh spirit ring underwent a mutation and is no longer her true spirit form.

The blessed abyssal succubus contains a trace of the Mother Goddess's power; perhaps it would be more appropriate to call it 'divine strike'.

Of course, the Abyss is so far away from the Douluo plane that the passage has never been opened, so that imprint is just a pure mechanical memory, used instinctively.

The phantom glanced down, a smile playing on its lips. With a wave of its hand, Hu Qingping's fifth soul ring lit up automatically, and the Thorn Purgatory Whip soared into the air, only to be grasped by a slender, fair hand.

"Interesting." He chuckled, then suddenly raised his long whip but did not attack Su Ming. Instead, it fell to the sky and lashed Hu Qingping, who was kneeling respectfully before the illusory figure.

Ah!

She let out a groan that was a mixture of pain and pleasure.

The succubus seemed unable to move, silently enduring the torment of the 'Mother Goddess'. Her second soul skill lit up, and with each lash, wisps of black and red aura rose and slowly seeped into the phantom-like figure.

The decadent yet majestic palace complex gradually solidified.

This is [painful pleasure]

Although Su Ming had his eyes closed, his spiritual senses were still able to perceive this scene, leaving him dumbfounded. There was actually such a soul skill; it was truly bizarre.

In no time, Hu Qingping was on the verge of death, covered in blood, with her internal organs even visible.

The phantom on the throne seemed dissatisfied, tightening its grip slightly. It looked down at the black-haired youth below and said with pleasure, "Look what I've encountered, a young evil god. If you are willing to submit to the Abyss, you will be immediately crowned the Abyss Lord, and even I will have to treat you with the same respect."

"What a pity, you have not yet broken free from the shackles of the mortal world, you are just a delicious meal."

He lashed out at Su Ming with his whip, which spread and expanded infinitely in his hand, like Jormungandr, the serpent that devours the world, blotting out the sky and the massive mountain range crashing down on Su Ming.

Su Ming calmly replied, "A mere Abyss Mark, even with the Evil Martial Soul on my back and an angel in my hand, I am still invincible in this world."

The black and red thorny 'giant serpent' carried immense power, unleashing a violent storm, casting a vast shadow, and a world-shaking attack was imminent.

In that instant, as the succubus whip pierced the air, Su Ming felt no fear whatsoever. His consciousness was incredibly focused, like flowing water reflecting everything within his soul.

She even closed her eyes.

Smiling, unafraid of death.

However, the boy took a deep breath.

Amidst the deafening roar, he shouted in a thunderous voice:

"Sister! Help!"

Then he decisively used Blink and scrambled out of the range of the long whip that swept across the sky.

Rumble!

A sudden, earth-shaking tremor shook the mountain, as if Mount Tai had crashed down from the sky, raising clouds of dust. A deep ravine stretched out, and countless pebbles were thrown up, scattering with violent force, even piercing through the ground and hillsides, embedding themselves deep into the earth.

cough cough.

Su Ming coughed lightly, and a hazy, dusty atmosphere enveloped the area, blurring the world. He could vaguely see a huge, dark figure writhing and twisting, the 'giant snake' blurred by dust crawling nimbly and swiftly towards him.

"Holy shit!" Su Ming cursed. Just as the ferocious 'bloody maw' lunged at him, he rolled to the side repeatedly, dodging the deafening attack.

Then he saw the long whip, as thick as ten people could hug, nimbly turn its head, draw a semi-circle, and suddenly turn back to attack Su Ming.

The long whip, a unique weapon, requires a high level of skill. Beginners can easily injure themselves, while experts display unparalleled skill, wielding the whip like a dragon or python, both agile and powerful.

It can perform attacks that ordinary weapons cannot, launch attacks from all directions in unbelievable ways, and can be both flexible and forceful. It can be used as a blunt weapon to pierce armor, or as a binding weapon.

Su Ming's body reacted faster than his mind. His third soul ring flashed, and his figure appeared hundreds of meters away, but he couldn't shake off the long whip's pursuit at all.

Oh, and one more thing, the long whip has the widest attack range of all melee weapons.

"Sister, help! I'm going to die if you don't come soon!"

The black-haired boy was whipped, his skin was torn open, his old wounds reopened, his internal organs were in excruciating pain, and he vomited blood from the shock. He cried out for his mother.

Unlike Gu Tong, a disgrace to evil soul masters, a genuine evil soul master is at least equivalent to a Soul Douluo at the Soul Saint level. In fact, for a blessed person like Hu Qingping, through some kind of sacrifice, they can squeeze out even stronger combat power.

This "inviting a god to fight for you" is truly unreasonable. The combat skills honed by the Abyss Lord in endless blood battles are enough to become the "ultimate" of martial arts. As a half-baked martial artist, Su Ming clearly sensed that the force condensed by that long whip could even transfer an even stronger force to him without loss by using the reaction force.

"uh-huh?"

Suddenly, a soft laugh rang in her ears, and a bright red figure appeared beside Su Ming. She lowered her head, blinked, and feigned surprise, saying, "Oh dear, what happened? You got taught a lesson so badly."

Upon hearing the familiar, alluring voice, Su Ming immediately hid behind his sister, his face showing relief as he said, "I'm saved."

Su Xuan'er's long dress fluttered in the wind, exuding unparalleled beauty. Holding a golden-red holy sword, she looked up at the phantom in the sky, her beautiful face indifferent, and her red lips parted slightly as she said, "It's just a mark, how dare you be so arrogant."

With a gentle wave of her jade hand, the goddess unleashed a sharp and unparalleled crimson dragon that soared into the sky, its heaven-piercing sword energy slashing towards the thick, python-like whip.

Pfft!

The narrow arc of light swept across, and the whip snapped in two, its momentum continuing to slash at the phantom in the sky.

Pop! A dreamy sound of bubbles bursting.

The illusory figure of the Abyss Lord shifted and chuckled, "Tch! Boring."

Then it slowly dissipated into the air.

Su Ming was about to be overjoyed, but his expression changed the next moment.

“Young evil god, one day you will follow your predetermined fate and join us in the abyss amidst a grand feast.” That meaningful voice echoed in Su Ming’s ears.

"Consider this succubus a gift for our first meeting." The lingering voice slowly dissipated into the air.

Su Ming looked at the succubus lying on the ground, barely alive. Her body was no longer as full and healthy as before; it was shriveled up, as if all her life force had been drained away, with only faint breathing indicating that she was still alive.

The boy ignored it and pondered, feeling the plot spiraling out of control from the unexpected incident involving the Shrek Academy's main team to this deliberate hunt targeting the angels.

Su Ming felt a sense of déjà vu; it was just like the Reincarnation World, he thought with a pain in his head.

"I've killed Zhongli Ren, what do you want to do with this woman?" Su Xuan'er subtly laid the trap.

Su Ming was momentarily stunned and subconsciously said, "Keep it for now and see what kind of scheme it has."

Suddenly he felt a chill and quickly turned to look at his sister, whose expression was unfriendly. He stammered, "I have an idea."

Su Ming walked up to Hu Qingping and unleashed his ultimate evil domain. Endless malice and sin erupted from behind him, and a thick black mist enveloped the woman.

She seemed to be moved, her martial spirit possessed her, and seven spirit rings appeared, but the mark between her eyebrows was gone, her demonic nature completely exhausted and dissipated. The seventh spirit ring even turned into a semi-transparent color, appearing and disappearing as if it would vanish at any moment.

Su Ming breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, such an unreasonable attack would come at a heavy price, otherwise he would have questioned his existence.

Chapter 170 'Container'

The black mist beneath Su Ming's feet, resembling viscous flowing water, continuously poured into the woman's body through his seven orifices. The purple divinity flowing within him shone brightly, like a purple gemstone.

An aura of nobility and majesty rose from the young man, and then a layer of crystal-clear purple gauze covered his entire body, gradually spreading to Hu Qingping.

In no time, his face turned almost green. Why was creating a 'servant of an evil god' so difficult? Those abyssal succubi are truly harmful!

Chapter 171 Advancing to the Top Eight

Star City.

Wang Yan paced anxiously back and forth in the rest area. The round of 16 to the quarterfinals was just around the corner, and their ace player had not yet returned.

"What is Su Ming doing? He said he'd be right back, and the competition is almost here." Wang Yan complained bitterly, as this had disrupted his plans.

"Teacher Wang, don't worry, we can win whether that guy is here or not." Gu Yuena said her most confident words in a calm tone.

I wonder if Su Ming will sigh at the girl's forgetfulness of past pain once he finds out.

"Please welcome the Soul Fighting Academy and Shrek Academy to the stage to compete!" The host's enthusiastic voice echoed across the vast Soul Fighting Arena.

The silver-haired girl calmly surveyed her companions and said softly, "Let's begin. I will lead you to victory."

???

Xu Sanshi was full of questions. Are you sure Su Ming won't beat you when he gets back?

The knockout stage is a best-of-three format, with matches for individuals, groups, and teams.

Their first match was the toughest team game.

Douling Advanced Soul Master Academy is the second strongest academy in the Douling Empire, second only to Douling Royal Academy.

Because of their specialization as Soul Masters, their Soul Power cultivation is somewhat weak, with only five Soul Kings in a team. However, Soul Masters are not to be underestimated; they are a formidable force.

Rumble!