The Evil Soul Master is actually myself

Su Ming coldly said, "Even now, you still want to have your cake and eat it too? A bunch of cowards."

He knew that everyone who came today had their own purpose, and their shared understanding was that before the two major powers clashed, they should first eliminate the opportunists and third-party forces.

Since ancient times, when the eldest and second eldest sons compete, the third son always suffers the most, except in China.

"It's over. You have no chance to escape today," the high priest said with a faint smile.

Su Ming glanced around and laughed loudly, "Is that all? Aren't there a few more people hiding somewhere? Senior Dragon Emperor? Evil Eye Overlord?"

The sky above the surging river was suddenly torn in two, turning red like a sea of ​​blood. The entire space seemed to tremble violently as a terrifying spiritual force, as powerful as a mountain, descended from the sky.

A gigantic eye appeared in the vast sea of ​​blood, its pitch-black pupil pointing directly at Su Ming below. It stood high above, its gaze indifferent, regarding itself as the eye of the heavens.

A deep, cold voice echoed in the air: "Boy, you think you're not dead enough? I've never seen such a request before."

It is the ruler of the Evil Eye, full of arrogance, fearless even when surrounded by humans, confident that it can escape unscathed.

In the West, two ethereal figures appeared, a man and a woman.

The burly, silver-haired old man remained silent, his face disdainful. It wasn't directed at Su Ming, but at the group of attackers surrounding him. He said, "I'm not that shameless. I won't make a move."

In fact, he wouldn't have come if Ye Xishui hadn't insisted.

Enemies occupied all four directions—east, west, north, and south—the vast and imposing aura soaring to the sky, giving one the feeling that there was nowhere to escape, neither in heaven nor on earth.

All heroes have arrived!

There are at least sixty titled Douluo, and several peerless masters above level ninety-eight.

They looked at the boy indifferently, all sentencing him to death, and even began to chat and laugh, arguing about how to deal with this piece of fish and considering how to divide it up.

After a long silence, Su Ming chuckled softly, glanced around, and said in a low voice, "You really think you can control me like this?!"

Upon hearing this, Zhongli Wu asked in surprise, "Hmm? Do you really think you can turn the tables?!"

Then he laughed loudly and pointed to the crowd of heroes around him: "Do you know that the people around you are the majority of the world's top combat power? You still want to run away? Do you think you are a god?"

"Heh." Su Ming's face contorted in a ferocious rage. He suddenly threw a punch at the enormous pupil in the sky and said sternly, "I'm not used to having someone standing on my head."

Rumble!

A vast and boundless purple aura soared into the sky, the pure purple blood like rosy clouds, stretching for hundreds of miles, resembling a thick layer of clouds. Yes, Su Ming had purified his life's blood and energy into purple, and his indestructible physique was even more solid than that of a true god.

With a single punch, it was as if a huge hole had been punched in the sky. The fist leaped with purple light and struck the pupil of the Evil Eye Ruler.

Boom!

The crimson sea trembled and surged violently, its immense spiritual power reverberating around it, causing the space to rumble. Yet, it could not stop the enormous fist imprint. The vast fist intent soared into the sky, and the Evil Eye Ruler's enormous pupils contracted, revealing cracks.

"Ah!!" it screamed in agony. The sea of ​​blood dissipated, revealing its true form: a single main pupil a hundred meters in diameter, and eighty-one tentacles hundreds of meters long—a monster that blotted out the sky. (Original description)

The sky returned to normal, but all around were strange phenomena such as the roaring sea, spreading chaos, dense dark clouds, and poisonous blood reflecting in the sky. The Evil Eye Overlord swiftly returned to the rear of the Holy Spirit Cult's camp.

The crowd's gazes froze, sensing something was amiss. Such destructive power—a single punch had sent the Evil Eye Overlord repelled.

Faced with an enemy from all sides and not a single companion by his side, Su Ming smiled, stood high in the sky, looked down at the assembled heroes, and roared: "Since I grew weary of the pursuit, I have learned to find the answer instantly."

"Since a headwind came, I have been able to withstand the winds from all directions and sail my boat."

"Kill!" Su Ming's killing intent surged. He had already planned to kill them all when they threatened his relatives and friends. It just so happened that all the hostile people and top experts in human society had gathered together.

After eliminating them all, he will be in charge of the entire mortal realm.

A small, exquisite black jade gourd, as clear as jade, flew out from between Su Ming's eyebrows. It immediately expanded in the wind and transformed into a huge soul-devouring pot, which floated in the sky. A black hole appeared with a roar, and dark nether energy fell three thousand feet down, each strand extremely heavy.

It enveloped the entire world, as if sealing off all directions.

This divine artifact became increasingly terrifying as Su Ming's cultivation deepened, its ability to seal off heaven and earth surpassing even the power of a true god.

The high priest frowned, sensing something was wrong, and quickly took action.

Boom!

A mature and voluptuous woman stretched out her slender hand, her delicate fingers supporting a basin. Its exterior was crystal clear like blue crystal, and inside, like a condensed ocean, it shone with azure light and was still shimmering.

The Vast Ocean Universe Cover expanded, supporting a blue light shield to resist this heavy oppression, thus opening a gap.

Unfortunately, this divine artifact failed. No matter how much soul power the high priest poured into it, he could not shake the mountain-sized black jade gourd.

"Heh, it's just an artifact representing the authority of the Sea God. How can it compare to the relics of the Underworld Lord?" Su Ming walked through the sky, standing tall in the firmament, with a huge gourd floating above his head, surrounded by surging purple blood.

He was tall and slender, with wild black hair and deep eyes, resembling an unparalleled powerhouse, exuding an aura of overwhelming majesty. He had truly grown up and was fearless against any powerful enemy.

Su Ming made the black jade gourd float in the sky, sealing off all directions, and then his true form was mobilized to unleash a massacre.

Roar!

Behind him, a towering, hundred-foot-tall, winged, scorpion-hooked black tiger roared. Su Ming moved with lightning speed, swooping down in a flash, transforming into a long rainbow that pierced through the heavens and earth. He swung his purple fist at Zhongli Wu.

At this stage, soul power cultivation is really not as useful as physical body. Even if a peak expert gets hit by a fist, they will either die or be seriously injured.

Rumble!

The powerful fist imprint was earth-shattering, shattering the void and cracking open with wisps of black lines from which chaotic energy overflowed.

"Ah!!" Zhongli Wu roared, his face contorted with rage, veins bulging, as he exerted all his strength to activate his Martial Soul True Body. A vast sea of ​​blood rapidly expanded, and a blood-red Death God puppet stood tall.

However, it was no match for such a violent punch. The Death God Puppet, which blotted out the sky, trembled violently, its blood-red light intertwined with purple light, and most of its body was destroyed.

Zhongli Wu's face turned to horror, all his previous air of commanding the world vanished. He turned and transformed into a streak of blood-red light, fleeing in a panic and utterly disheveled state.

“Mother, please!” he cried out in terror.

"Where do you think you're going? Wasn't it you who was just yelling about going after my sister?!" Su Ming was imposing, his eyes blazing with murderous intent. He crashed down with a thunderous roar, stomping his foot fiercely towards Zhong Liwu.

In the distance, Ye Xishui's expression changed as she released her second martial soul, [Light Phoenix], intending to use the Phoenix Nirvana technique to protect the Holy Spirit Cult Leader.

Boo!

A huge, snow-white phoenix roared and soared out, its feathers vibrant, mixed with golden and red feathers, carrying a sacred glow of ascension, as it tried to spread its wings to envelop the panicked Zhongliwu.

"Get lost!" Just as they were about to meet, Su Ming shouted and reached out with his right hand, which flashed with dark gold. He unleashed the sixth soul ring, the Heaven-Splitting Evil God Claw Soul Skill. A huge, pitch-black hand descended from the void, as if carrying immense weight, and forcefully shattered the Radiant Phoenix.

Rumble!

Boundless light burst forth, feathers rained down from the sky, the phoenix let out a mournful cry, and its body was destroyed.

By this time, the surrounding heroes were too late to stop it.

Su Ming descended from the sky, stomping Zhongli Wu onto the ground, causing a violent tremor.

With a 'plop' sound!

Zhongli Wu's body was crushed into pieces by Su Ming's heavy stomp, blood splattering everywhere, red and white, an unusually alluring sight.

"So you dared to target my sister and take her as a maid? Is that all?!" Su Ming roared menacingly, "Who else?!"

Chapter 300 Fighting Alone Against a Group of Heroes

Buzz!

A dark, malevolent soul rose from Zhongli Wu's corpse. It was terrified and tried to fly away, but a large black hand grabbed its neck and squeezed it in Su Ming's palm like a dead chicken.

Circles of dark and profound halos spread out, shrouding the world in calamity and misfortune, as Su Ming upheld the domain of the evil god.

Zhongliwu's soul was submerged by layers of shadows, and the intense darkness eroded its soul, causing it to let out sharp screams.

"I...I'm in so much pain..."

"You even turned me into an undead?!" Su Ming said coldly, corrupting Zhongli Wu's soul and transforming him into a servant of an evil god, causing him to suffer unbearable pain day and night from the erosion of calamity.

Upon seeing this, the attackers broke out in a cold sweat. Jing Hongchen reacted the fastest, shouting, "You demon who toys with souls, humanity cannot tolerate you! Everyone, attack together! Don't be polite when fighting a demon!"

The high priest was also shocked by Su Ming's combat power. After regaining his senses, he echoed, "He harms living beings and manipulates souls. The sea god saw Su Ming's evil nature, which is why he issued a divine proclamation to punish him."

With a righteous and awe-inspiring expression, she cheerfully declared, "We must think of the people of Douluo Continent and cannot allow this evil to continue to run rampant. Everyone, please do not hold back!"

"Of course, we came together for the sake of the well-being of all living beings and world peace." Ye Xishui released her Radiant Phoenix Martial Soul, her beautiful face carrying a hint of holiness as she hypocritically shouted.

In an instant, the heroes were enraged and voiced their condemnation of Su Ming, this demon who was a rare sight in all of history.

Even with all the clamor, no one dared to make any rash moves, hoping someone else would test the waters.

In the central sky, Su Ming surveyed his surroundings and couldn't help but laugh, saying with sarcasm, "A bunch of evil soul masters are right here, yet you're blind to it all, instead accusing me of being a demon. It's clearly an act of justice, yet you're being belittled as bloodthirsty. You're nothing but a bunch of hypocrites."

Faced with Su Ming's sarcasm, the 'big shots' present remained calm and composed.

Some even argued that "evil spirit masters are nothing but the evil of human nature, while your demonic power is capable of overturning the universe."

Su Ming's expression turned slightly cold. He stopped arguing with the group of people who were distorting the truth. He quickly scanned his surroundings, trying to find a weakness in the encirclement, but unfortunately, no one above the Title Douluo level was a fool.

They tacitly surrounded each other, slowly tightening their encirclement.

Rumble!

The young man waited no longer and decisively made his move. A massive black hand, obscuring the sky and carrying a hazy chaotic aura, slammed down from the void, causing the space to tremble violently. It crashed down on the Haotian Sect to the south, its immense power shattering the heavens and collapsing the earth.

The two sect leaders resisted with all their might, their pure and turbid energies flowing and weaving together to create a chaotic world, thick and solid, but Su Ming tore it apart by himself, displaying the power of his Dark Gold Palm Bone and Dark Demon Palm Bone.

"Kill! Attack together! We can't let him pick us off one by one!" The high priest roared, and with a flick of his long sleeves, the azure sea of ​​the sky unfolded, and towering waves swept across the nine heavens, surging and surging with a magnificent aura.

Her beautiful face took on a sacred quality, radiating a holy aura. Her hands formed a mudra, and a blurry blue phantom appeared behind her, exuding a majestic aura that soared to the heavens, becoming the center of the world.

Behind the two sect leaders, the Azure Bull Python and the Titan Giant Ape, phantom figures also appeared. They let out a long roar, their robes billowed, and a bright, clear light and a turbid, malevolent aura rose from the top of their heads, respectively.

Led by the sea god's ritual, the three instantly formed a powerful attack, uniting the ocean, the sky, and the earth into one.

Boom!

Chaotic energy surged across the sky, like a mighty river falling from the heavens. A vast and majestic world was forcibly squeezed into the human realm, carrying a sense of disharmony and strongly resisting the heavens and earth.

A terrifying storm swept through the space, tearing apart all matter and life forms, forcing even Ye Xishui and the others to flee the area.

They watched in shock as a hazy, yet real world descended, filled with towering mountains, mighty rivers, and surging blue seas. It pressed down on Su Ming with immense gravity.

With a thunderous roar, Su Ming's purple blood surged into the sky, his black hair flew wildly, and his hands pressed against the edge of the illusory world. Like an ant trying to shake an elephant, he was crushed and forced back. The great river was squeezed by the vast chaotic energy, and the river was cut off. The dried-up riverbed was exposed and continued to break and collapse.

Feeling the immense gravity, Su Ming gritted his teeth, fine black scales spreading across his face. His seventh soul ring shone, and his body collided repeatedly, transforming in the blink of an eye into the form in the abyss, towering over ten zhang tall, with jet-black wings on his back, a tail like a scorpion hook, and a majestic figure.

"Open for me!" The half-demon Su Ming's face was ferocious, and the vast world above his head actually cracked and showed long, narrow cracks. He stopped retreating and unleashed even more powerful divine power.

The myths and legends about three heads and six arms and the ability to control the heavens and the earth are indeed true. As the body becomes stronger, the human body limits the exertion of power. Only a large enough physique and weight can fully utilize one's divine power.

Su Ming unleashed his true form, his mass increasing countless times, forcefully shattering the world and storming into this realm.

Ahead of them was a phantom of a sea god, handsome with bright blue eyes, flowing long hair, and holding a golden trident. Behind him stretched boundless mountains, seas, and blue skies.