The Evil Soul Master is actually myself

"Surrender," he said bitterly.

Upon hearing this, the surrounding Soul Masters of the Body Sect were greatly surprised.

The Soul Master surnamed Ma flew into a rage and said, "Young Sect Master, why should you embolden others? Let me, Old Ma, rescue you first, and then I'll kill that man."

Long Aotian said painfully, "Master is indeed dead. Before he left, he instructed me that if he did not return and Su Ming came instead, it meant that he was dead and that we should surrender to save our lives."

He recounted the whole story.

Su Ming was surprised, not expecting that Du Bu Si was quite farsighted, so he watched the Body Sect's choice with a cold eye.

Naturally, some people didn't believe it, but when Su Ming placed the corpse in front of them, they had no choice but to believe it.

Of course, there were also those who were angry and wanted revenge, so they suddenly became powerful and attacked him. He didn't hold back against these people either; all those who resisted were branded with the mark of an evil god and enslaved.

As for those who obeyed and surrendered, Su Ming didn't do anything to them. After all, they were too obedient, making him feel embarrassed to brand them with the mark of the evil god.

Things went surprisingly smoothly; they surrendered without even having to use the Body Sect's Mountain-Opening Formation.

"From this day forward, the Body Sect will be disbanded, and all its members will be incorporated into the Forgotten River Path," Su Ming announced on the spot, causing a stir among the crowd, but they quickly calmed down and fell silent.

Those with guts were enslaved long ago for resisting; those who remain are all people with lingering attachments, so they cannot be said to be disloyal.

"The Sea of ​​the Mind and the Mountain of Corpses, so that's how it is." Su Ming, who had just entered the Body Sect, immediately observed the two protective mountain foundations and found that apart from the Sea of ​​the Mind being somewhat useful, the Mountain of Corpses was completely immobile without someone in charge.

Even with soul power, it can only move, which is far less useful for fighting enemies. However, the poison emanating from its body over the years has some protective function.

The Sea of ​​the Mind contains the knowledge and skills of all the titled Douluo of the Spiritual System throughout the ages. Every disciple of the Body Sect can enter the deep illusion at any time to hone their skills and experience, and even fight against masters from all generations.

buzzing.

Su Ming looked at the shimmering, star-like mist in his palm and was overjoyed. He immediately had all sorts of creative ideas for using the Sea of ​​the Mind, but he needed to modify it first.

The Body Sect has a small population, about a thousand people, all of whom are Soul Masters. The genes of this Body Martial Soul are very strange, as if they are difficult to inherit. Most of the disciples are recruited from outside, and there are almost no families that have survived.

There wasn't much cash inside, but plenty of rare and precious materials and various soul bones, so Su Ming took them all.

In addition, there are many secret techniques and combat skills of the Body Sect, which he will collect and study when he has time.

In one fell swoop, they emptied the coffers of two sects that had existed for tens of thousands of years, causing the foundation of the Forgotten River Path to expand rapidly.

Unfortunately, like the Haotian Sect's base, the simulated cultivation room that the Body Sect painstakingly built could not be moved; it had become one with the mountain of corpses.

Or perhaps this is the true purpose of the Mountain of Corpses: by using the bodies of powerful predecessors from all over the world to create a sea of ​​blood and qi, it is the perfect simulated cultivation environment for one's own martial soul.

Before leaving, Su Ming skillfully packed up nearly a thousand people and took them with him.

He soared into the sky, his next destination being the Sun Moon Empire. The Holy Spirit Cult's headquarters was nearby, and he was determined to eliminate this enemy, and if possible, force the Sun Moon Empire to cease hostilities.

Outside, as time passed, people gradually became aware of this great battle that had gone unnoticed, mainly because the Sun Moon Empire had sensed something was wrong, as several of its level nine soul masters had disappeared for days and nights without a trace.

They even suspected that the Haotian Sect and the Sea God Priest's faction had betrayed them.

Of course, due to the secrecy of this operation, only a very few high-ranking officials were suspicious and secretly sent people to Shrek Academy to investigate, so Su Ming's reputation for fighting against many heroes did not spread.

Su Ming was naturally unaware that the Sun Moon Empire had made the worst-case scenario plan.

Two days and two nights later, he arrived in the territory of the Sun Moon Empire. This time he kept a low profile. The power of a nation is different from that of a sect. Although both rely on gathering people, the empire is much more terrifying.

Although Su Ming can now fight against a whole country single-handedly, the human wave tactic is still somewhat troublesome.

In a long, dark forest, Su Ming gazed into the distance and could vaguely see several caves dotting the landscape, with shadowy figures moving about. A great deal of resentment and bloodlust soared into the sky, and white bones littered the ground, resembling a hellish inferno.

"Alas, it's a pity that most of the evil spirit masters of the Holy Spirit Cult are in the army, so destroying this stronghold won't do much good," Su Ming sighed.

Without further hesitation, Su Ming unleashed his Dark Demon Evil God Tiger Martial Soul, causing rings of soul rings to rise and exuding a majestic aura. He unleashed a surging tide of shadows that instantly swept across the Evil Soul Master's headquarters.

Rumble!

Before the evil spirit masters inside could react, they were completely consumed by the dark fog that surged in from all directions. Their screams filled the air, and a massacre with almost no resistance began.

A moment later, after Su Ming left, the mountain range behind him had been leveled to the ground, and everything had vanished.

"Pah, really poor." Su Ming was disappointed after looting. Apart from some evil secret techniques, such as the Ten Thousand Soul Banner and the Beast Soul Making Method, which were somewhat interesting, everything else was garbage.

He had originally wondered if any of the evil spirit masters inside were innocent, forced to join the Holy Spirit Cult simply because their martial spirits were evil.

As a result of the torture in the nightmare illusion, it was discovered that even if they joined cleanly, they had long since become corrupt and tainted with blood over the years. Some of the evil deeds they had committed were disgusting, and it was as if no one was above the law.

Just as Su Ming was preparing to leave, return to the River of Oblivion to take stock of his spoils and settle the prisoners.

Suddenly, a burst of seven-colored light flashed in the distance, followed by a thousand dazzling rainbows streaking across the sky, containing immense power.

Su Ming was slightly taken aback upon seeing this, and a strong sense of danger rose in his heart. He decisively chose to follow his heart, and his seventh soul skill shone brightly. His whole body gradually became ethereal and disappeared into the spatial rift.

Rumble!

The next moment, a thousand rainbows of seven colors, accompanied by a mournful howl, fell into the continuous forest. A dazzling light flashed, like the sun descending, brilliant and eye-catching.

The earth groaned and trembled, the earth dragon turned over, chaotic energy spread, deep cracks spread, the entire area collapsed, and colorful clouds flowed and rose in mist.

"Hahaha, just as I expected, that person will come back to eliminate us completely." In the distance, amidst a vast army of Soul Masters, Xu Tianran laughed loudly.

"Yes, we were just guessing that the hall master and the others had failed and gotten into trouble. Who would have thought it was true? It's terrifying. They were surrounded by the world's top experts and still managed to walk out alive and fight against all the heroes."

"It's beautiful Orange," said the woman standing to the side, a hint of surprise flashing in her beautiful eyes.

"Hmph, so what if he's strong? Can he compare to a god? Haha, he really helped me a lot this time. The forces within the other three kingdoms have been greatly reduced, and the evil spirit masters within our country have been eliminated. Our great cause can be accomplished!"

Xu Tianran said dismissively, but was secretly overjoyed.

However, being a cautious person, he earnestly asked Zheng Zhan, a ninth-level soul master standing to the side, "Elder Zheng, are you sure this will kill him completely? It would be troublesome if he escaped."

"Your Highness, rest assured, each of these thousand fixed-position soul-guided cannons is level nine. A dozen or so can kill a titled Douluo. Moreover, each one has its own purpose: spatial sealing and slowing down the blast waves. He will have virtually no way to escape the blast radius."

Zheng Zhan said confidently, adding, "Several of the fixed-mounted shells inside utilize the Empire's new technology, reaching the power of a level 10 soul tool, known as the God-Slayer. To estimate their power, even a Limit Douluo would be killed without a burial place if hit head-on."

Xu Tianran smiled, but he still ordered, "Just in case, have the Soul Master Legion fire a few more rounds of artillery. Anyway, the Empire isn't short of money."

Upon hearing this, Zheng Zhan was slightly taken aback, thinking that His Highness the Regent was being overly cautious. However, it wasn't a big deal; he could just treat it as spending money to set off a few rounds of fireworks.

Rumble!

A moment later, a violent roar once again resounded throughout the heavens and earth, and even Mingdu, who was not far away, felt a distinct tremor.

On the platform, Xu Shenyong Tian Huolichuran was full of vigor, looking at the dazzling and vast energy surge in the distance, feeling that he owned the world.

After several rounds, once the dust had settled, he ordered a search of the leveled mountain area.

"No need, I'll do it myself." Suddenly, Xu Tianran heard a clear voice and was about to scold the person for not knowing the rules.

Looking over, one could see a handsome young man standing casually in the middle of the military formation, only a few dozen feet away from the platform.

Upon seeing the face of the boy who had spoken, Xu Tairan swallowed the words of rebuke he was about to utter, and a look of fear and disbelief flashed in his eyes.

Su Ming was already world-famous after the battle in Mingdu a year ago, and Xu Tianran was the person in charge of that battle, so he naturally knew what Su Ming looked like.

Of course, this also left behind a humiliation, as hundreds of thousands of troops were actually defeated by one person, and from then on, the nickname "Xu the Ten Thousand" circulated in private within the empire.

Although Xu Tianran regained his reputation for being loved and virtuous as the Sun Moon Empire's foreign wars were unstoppable, the fear he once felt only deepened.

At this moment, only God knows how terrified Xu Tianran was. He thought he was cautious enough, but he still underestimated Su Ming. The other party was unharmed, and now he was no longer protected by Long Xiaoyao and a group of level nine soul masters.

“Su Ming…you…what do you want to do? Everything can be discussed,” Xu Tianran said, his voice trembling.

What terrified him most was that none of the densely packed soldiers around him saw Su Ming. Their gazes swept over the boy casually, as if he were nothing there.

"Xu Tianran, you really went to great lengths to kill me. Since you want to kill me, then of course it's an eye for an eye," Su Ming said indifferently.

"No, let's talk this out! I'm about to become the emperor of the Sun Moon Empire. I can give you anything you want!" Xu Tianran screamed in terror, backing away.

Upon hearing this, Su Ming's expression turned playful. In fact, the best choice was to brand Xu Tianran with the mark of an evil god in order to control the Sun Moon Empire. This would not only stop him from waging war, but also allow him to utilize the various talents and resources within the Sun Moon Empire for research and development.

"You really want to give me everything?" Su Ming chuckled.

"Really? Really!" Xu Tianran nodded quickly, a hint of joy flashing in his eyes as he saw a glimmer of hope.

Su Ming glanced at the other party and sneered, "With your dragon-like nature, I won't trust you like that."

"What do you want?" Xu Tianran felt somewhat uneasy.

"Of course, it's about controlling your life," the boy said with a smile, as circles of dark light emanated from beneath his feet, eventually enveloping the area in darkness.

The realm of evil gods.

Hissing, the endless black mist relentlessly eroded Xu Tianran.

"Ah!!" he screamed in pain, his body trembling. A purple mark gradually appeared between his eyebrows. Xu Tianran gradually had a strange feeling that his life, body and mind were completely controlled by the other party. His face turned ashen.

Su Ming smiled and gave his first order: "Kill your father and bring me his head."

Then he remembered something: the condition He Caitou had agreed to work for him was the old emperor's head. He decided to let Xu Tairan do it as a pledge of loyalty.

Upon hearing this, Xu Tianran turned pale. He could find ways to break free from being controlled, but the stain of patricide would stay with him for life. He knew his life was over.

"Haha." Seeing this, Su Ming laughed and left. Extraordinary beings disregard order.

Chapter 305 Secret Method

Three days later, Su Ming returned to the River of Oblivion without a trace. During his many days there, he fought against numerous heroes, defeated Haotian, pacified his original body, and pacified Mingdu. He fought across 30,000 miles, causing rivers of blood to flow, and his fame spread far and wide.

With the destruction of several major forces, some people sensed something was wrong. The whereabouts of some powerful figures seemed to have disappeared without a trace. In addition, Shrek Academy stopped trying to hide it and instead began to publicize it more, so news of this battle gradually began to spread throughout the world.

In an instant, all the natural nations were terrified. It would take at least a hundred years to cultivate a batch of the world's most powerful beings, but now Su Ming had wiped them all out. Even in the past ten thousand years, there had never been such an unparalleled ruthless person; he was simply a great demon god.

Su Ming's reputation surpassed that of Douluo Dalu for a time, and he was hailed as the number one person in the world.

Meanwhile, the various nations began to cautiously halt their war efforts, intending to first send envoys to inquire about the current leader's intentions and attitude.

Xu Tianran breathed a sigh of relief, because Su Ming's second order was to stop the war. This allowed him to take the opportunity to stop his troops' invasion without being questioned, and quietly digest the annexed land.

In truth, after the top-tier powers were wiped out, the royal families of the four lower empires rose from humble beginnings to become one of the rulers of the world. Logically, they should be very happy.

After all, due to the nature of the supernatural world, the major empires are naturally inferior to the strong. Even if they unify the world, they still have to relinquish a large portion of their power to the supernatural beings, making it impossible to form a truly unified empire.

This should have been an opportunity, but unfortunately, an even more terrifying force has risen above them.

Su Ming also keenly sensed that a power vacuum had appeared in the world. If he didn't intervene, the four great empires would gradually fill the power gap over time and thus truly embark on the path of extraordinary dynasties like the Immortal Dynasty.

Either a sect will rise rapidly, replacing forces like the Clear Sky Sect, repeating the same mistakes and falling into a cycle, just like what Tang San did ten thousand years ago.

In fact, some sects have already begun to usurp these powers. Among them, the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is the most erratic. This war did not affect the hidden sects at all, and their power remained intact. Seeing that the mountain above their heads had been moved, they naturally became restless.

"Hmph, I hope they have some self-awareness and don't go too far," Su Ming sneered. He wasn't Tang San, and he would definitely find a way to resolve this power vacuum.

But the benefits must be our own; anyone who dares to extend their claws will have their hands broken.