The Evil Soul Master is actually myself

The disheveled old man seemed to sense something, and with a smile, he raised his wine gourd in a gesture of respect from afar.

"Alas, what a heavy responsibility this is." Su Ming sighed, his mind heavy with thoughts. After suppressing Tang Wutong in the burial ground of the dead, he decisively set off for the ruins of the Underworld.

A long rainbow streaked across the sky.

A moment later, a jade-like youth, radiating a clear and bright light, descended and gazed at the valley shrouded in black mist. The deathly aura leaked from the ruins of the Underworld a few years ago had eroded this land into the Netherworld.

A chilling wind howled above, and ghosts and monsters seemed to be manifesting, mixed with an ominous aura of black and red.

Rumble!

Su Ming is no longer the same person he once was. The Nether Mist that once frightened him is now nothing more than a burial mound. A burial mound descends, the void becomes blurred, and endless layers of spacetime intertwine, finally manifesting in the world.

In an instant, the undead demiplane devoured all the deathly energy in this valley and released the Netherworld Emperor Martial Soul to purify the area.

After three days, the valley returned to its serene and beautiful state, a place of magnificent mountains and rivers, a world of natural beauty and birdsong.

Before long, the first batch of automated soul-guided carriages arrived, and a construction team of soul masters with earth-attribute martial souls began to lay out the dragon vein spiritual energy according to Su Ming's requirements.

After multiple evolutions, Su Ming's Evil Eye of Destiny has been able to see through the trends of the earth's veins, making him worthy of being called a feng shui master.

With the assistance of earth-attribute soul masters who possess the ability to modify terrain, the valley was quickly expanded. Amidst the undulating mountains, a powerful force gathered across the vast land, creating a pure and blessed land known as the "Hidden Dragon Hidden Abyss" terrain.

He did not intend to use the valley as a foundation for eternity. This terrain of the Hidden Dragon was quite suitable, and now was the time to accumulate strength. After passing the tribulation of death a year later, it would coincide with the momentum of the Hidden Dragon taking flight.

A month or so later, most of the personnel and equipment from the Forgotten River Path arrived. With the help of a group of wood-attribute soul masters, a series of pavilions were built, continuously reinforcing the defensive line.

The valley has only one exit, making it virtually impregnable. Coupled with the astonishing productivity of the superhumans, it has been basically completed.

“Xuanxi, I don’t know about this requirement…” Su Ming was discussing the concept of Sky City with Xuan Ziwen. He remembered that a Sky City would rise ten thousand years later, which was enough to illustrate the potential of Soul Guidance Devices, and he had also given it some thought.

A sect built in a sacred place is nowhere near as carefree and unrestrained as one built in the heavens.

“Currently, we haven’t found a highly cost-effective energy source, so Sky City can only do its best,” Xuan Ziwen said, shaking his head.

Su Ming regrets that he can only take it one step at a time.

Everyone was working hard to cultivate, and Su Xuan'er was particularly anxious. In a year, her younger brother would have to face the behemoth that was Haotian Sect, and he would certainly not abandon his family to protect himself.

She is also making rapid progress. Her cultivation level has dropped to level 87, but the construction of her spiritual energy core is complete, greatly increasing her combat power. She is now almost on par with a Limit Douluo.

Su Ming observed his sister's process of building the core of "Qi and Blood" from beginning to end, and her demonstration of the method greatly benefited him, saving him from many detours.

In addition, Huo Yuhao also came along, partly to supervise Su Ming in fulfilling his promise, and partly because he felt guilty and was desperately trying to repay Su Ming's kindness.

Everything proceeded smoothly. The newcomers, including Nan Qiuqiu and Ye Guyi, gradually settled down, firmly believing that Su Ming would overcome the calamity a year later.

"I'm going out to seek a breakthrough opportunity." More than two months later, with the moving settled, Su Ming decided to leave, wanting to sneak into the Mingdu Temple again and begin the evil seventh trial.

Although Su Xuan'er was reluctant, she did not stop her.

Before leaving, Su Ming took out all the endless soul tools and rare metals from the undead demiplane. Originally, there was a share for Shrek Academy, but after the flag was changed, it became an aid to the enemy.

The young man set off again, heading towards the Sun Moon Empire, this time under a different identity.

"Alas, chaos is imminent." Su Ming saw the border of the Mingdou Mountains engulfed in artillery fire, with the Sun Moon Empire's Soul Guidance Legion launching a relentless attack day and night. Fortunately, the White Tiger Duke was there to hold the line.

It is said that the situation in the northeastern Tianhun Empire is not optimistic. That is the main direction of the Sun Moon Empire's attack, which has been conquering cities and seizing territories all the way, and in a short period of time, thousands of miles of territory have been swallowed up and occupied.

Many sects and families in the country have suffered huge losses, but the good news is that the Body Sect has sent out disciples to begin rebuilding the front lines.

Su Ming was surprised to receive the news. The Sun Moon Empire, without the burden of the Mingdu explosion, was truly formidable in combat. Xu Tianran had already ascended the throne, and the country had united as one. With a powerful attack, they were able to achieve a great victory against three opponents.

"However, this might not last long. Shrek Academy should make their move soon, right?" Su Ming muttered to himself.

In the original story, Shrek Academy, which possesses the resources of the three kingdoms, cannot escape its responsibilities. Now that the Sea God lineage has been reborn, it may follow Tang San's instructions to interfere with the unification of the world.

But what does this have to do with him?

On the contrary, Su Ming is in a very dangerous situation. The Holy Spirit Cult regards him as a mortal enemy, as do the Haotian Sect and the Sea God lineage. Considering the factions behind them, including the four great empires and hidden sects, they are practically enemies of the entire world.

Before the two major factions clash, they certainly wouldn't mind taking care of the third-party forces as a side effect.

In a tranquil wilderness, Su Ming gazed at Mingdu and couldn't help but feel a chill. A large area of ​​the wilderness was occupied by the newly trained army, which was expanding its forces to cope with the ever-growing armies of the Three Kingdoms.

It's all about war potential. In this respect, even the Sun and Moon Empire, with its massive population explosion, might not be far behind in terms of controlling a continent.

Su Ming withdrew his gaze and entered the Temple of the Underworld God with practiced ease.

A crimson infernal world, a vast blood lake, and amidst the roar, a black and gold altar emerges from the depths, with a throne standing tall, awaiting its successor to ascend.

The boy skillfully plopped down, the surface hard and cold to the touch. He said in a deep voice, "Begin the seventh trial of evil!"

"Ding~, Successor [Su Ming] has initiated the third assessment. Apocalypse teleportation preparation." The familiar, cold, mechanical female voice sounded in my ear once again.

The next moment, Su Ming felt the throne beneath him tremble, emitting a strong spatial fluctuation. The surroundings instantly blurred, like a distorted and dreamlike impressionist painting, with the colorful hues swirling into a mottled mess.

Outside, the Douluo Continent paused for a moment under the influence of an invisible, mighty force, then continued to operate as if nothing had happened. The people were unaware that time had inadvertently stopped for a brief moment. The gods, high above, ignored the instantaneous changes in the human world while indulging in endless pleasure.

Only the faint, majestic shadows lingering in the endless void were slightly noticed, but the colossal creature, carrying a certain fear and ominous aura, continued its voyage as if nothing had happened.

Everything eventually returned to calm.

Su Ming felt a wave of dizziness, and his body felt like it was being torn apart by a strong pulling sensation. He seriously suspected that if it weren't for his strong physical body, he would have been torn to pieces like a slow, agonizing death.

When Su Ming opened his eyes, he was shocked by what he saw. His eyes were bloodshot, the earth was cracked open, and countless molten rocks were gushing out from it. A black sun was burning fiercely in the sky, and its light had an eerie purplish-black color.

This is a world tainted by deadly poison. The air is filled with toxic gray dust and thick black fog, making breathing difficult. A force of calamity and destruction constantly erodes the body, consuming one's vital energy.

Su Ming almost thought he had returned to the calamity world of the third trial.

"Where is this place?" The boy, now calm, was bewildered. He sensed that his soul power was somewhat suppressed here, as if it were bound by some kind of rule.

The spiritual energy is more inclined towards evil and corruption. If an ordinary soul master were here, their cultivation and lifespan would be constantly worn down. Either their martial soul would mutate to adapt to the environment, or they would die within a month at most.

Fortunately, both of his martial souls adapted well to this environment, and he was overjoyed. One day of his cultivation was equivalent to a month of arduous training for a Douluo.

The pervasive aura of calamity and destruction gave Su Ming a subtle feeling, and the blackness of the sun in the sky was even more astonishing.

"Ding~, the seventh test of evil [Supreme Demon Lord], if you want to ascend to the evil godhood, you must command all demons and become the evil of all evils and the source of calamity. You must use violence to suppress violence and use more cruel means to subdue all demons."

Just then, a system notification sound came to my ears.

Upon hearing this, Su Ming's expression turned strange. He had been thrown into the Abyss Plane, and according to the assessment, he had to become an Abyss Lord to pass the assessment.

That's a total rip-off.

written request for leave

This is my first time experiencing writer's block. I want to organize my thoughts. I have a lot of ideas, but I'm a bit hesitant about which path to take. I'll take a day off first.

Here are a few things I want to say.

To be honest, I've found that writing original storylines isn't popular in Douluo Continent.

When I wrote the story of the Calamity God Tiger, including the nine origin levels, I felt that it was okay. But when I looked at the data, it was a complete disaster. If I didn't have a job, I would have been greatly discouraged.

Now that the Abyss Dimension has been introduced, there's still some psychological barrier to it.

This book is actually only three-fifths complete according to the outline. I'm considering whether to cut some parts of the plot, fill in the plot holes, defeat the boss, and then give it a perfect ending.

After all, the grades were declining, readers were getting a bit tired of the story, and the plot wasn't particularly original.

As a beginner, I've written over 800,000 words and feel I've gained quite a bit. I've discovered many errors in the beginning, and if I were to revise the overall structure, it would definitely be much better.

Unfortunately, the chapter is locked for editing, so some readers' pointed-out typos and bugs cannot be corrected. You have to apply to the editor for permission, which is a bit troublesome.

That's how online novels are; you're lucky if you can even finish reading them.

Looking back at the previous plot, I realized that my abilities are indeed limited and I can't handle so many characters. In fact, the only characters I have a vague impression of are the protagonist and Su Xuan'er. The other characters are described very little.

The main problem is that I'm not very good at writing romantic storylines. If I just assume things, I'll just write something like the character Ma Xiaotao, whose IQ drops drastically and has many flaws. I guess many people would have given up on the book from there. The same goes for the character Su Xuan'er. Once we start describing their daily interactions, there's a lot of debate.

So you'll find that I've been avoiding writing this kind of plot ever since. This raises another question: do half the people who read Douluo Continent read it for the plot? No, they read it for the harem.

This is the limitation of fan fiction.

I wrote the beginning quite happily, but it became a bit painful later on. When I looked up the original novel, I found that the competition took up half of the story. If I followed the original plot, it would only be 600,000 words at most. So I decided to add my own personal touches, but I accidentally added too much, and it didn't feel like a Douluo fanfic anymore.

And so, abandoning the book again is half of the reason.

In most cases, as long as there are no major plot holes such as being cuckolded or the protagonist dying, paying readers will not abandon the book, and subscriptions generally trend upwards. However, this book is the opposite, starting strong but ending weak.

Having summarized the above points, I can only improve upon them in the next book.

I'm not in a good state today, and I'm doubting myself. I'm starting to lose confidence in my writing career. I looked back at what I wrote before and I'm a bit obsessed. I feel like it's all garbage. I've written hundreds of thousands of words and haven't made any progress at all. I want to improve but I don't know how to write.

I can only take a day off to adjust my state.

Finally, I would like to thank all the readers who have accompanied me all this time. Thank you for your support. I will definitely give all the paying readers a satisfactory ending to this book.

Chapter 289 Bloodbath in the Abyss (5000+ words)

The abyss is a cosmic ruin formed by the accumulation of dead worlds. Life is extinguished, the first flame is extinguished, and the ashes of the flameless fill the sky. The power of despair and calamity intertwines and settles into the deepest eeriness.

It's impossible to predict what kind of creatures will emerge from within; each one is extremely ferocious, the darkest of the dark.

The evil heir undergoes trials in the abyss, which makes his aura more aligned with the evil authority.

In the normal inheritance process, the seventh evil trial will bestow upon the artifact [Judgment Scales], a power that can only be borne after the body has been modified to a certain degree.

"It's a pity the artifact is gone now," Su Ming sighed.

Suddenly he was startled. A message surged into his mind, and the mark of destruction shone brightly, simultaneously activating the first three trials.

"Ding~, the successor has been detected to be located in the Abyss Plane. If the number of beings killed reaches 10,000, the first test is passed. If the test of the Seven Deadly Sins is passed, the second test is passed. If the successor causes significant damage to the Abyss Plane, the third test is passed."

Familiar voices echoed in my ears.

Su Ming complained, "Goodness, two ways to eat from one abyss, double the joy."

Although I don't know what the rewards for the Three Trials of Destruction and the Seventh Trial of Evil will be, they shouldn't be bad. This trip is an opportunity to improve my strength.

With a firm will, he began to perceive his body. His skin was no longer crystal clear, but instead looked dull and indifferent. However, Su Ming knew that it was his martial arts instinct that was sealing his essence and energy, leaving no leaks in his millions of pores, to resist the erosion of the harsh environment.

A dramatic change occurred within his body, a kind of metamorphosis. A supreme, pitch-black divine furnace, crystal clear and fiercely operating, devoured massive amounts of calamity and destructive matter, neither meat nor vegetables. The thick, highly poisonous black clouds and ash in the sky were massively absorbed into Su Ming's nostrils.

From an observer's perspective, a sallow-skinned, malnourished boy was engulfed by a thick calamity. Amidst the terrifying, corrosive black mist, a figure appeared and disappeared, looking like an ancient demon.

"Hehe, the abyss really suits me." Su Ming stretched his limbs and muttered to himself.

His cultivation level is rapidly increasing, especially the spiritual energy core of the [Devouring Furnace], which is constantly evolving and advancing. Perhaps he can reach the end here, devour the endless spiritual energy of various dimensions, form his own system, and break free from the shackles of the God Realm.

"Hmm? Someone's coming, no! It's a demon coming." Su Ming suddenly sensed something, frowned, and suppressed the astonishing aura emanating from him.