The Evil Soul Master is actually myself

"This is the moment." With a thought, Su Ming summoned the Jade Gourd from the demiplane. It swelled in the wind and grew to the height of a hundred-zhang mountain, carrying a heavy aura that could devour all things.

Its power was immense and inexplicable, as if a true god had descended, and it crashed down on the demon army like a pitch-black sun falling, or like a black vortex sweeping up thousands of air currents and obliterating the earth.

Caught off guard, the demon lords below felt the overwhelming power of the attack descend upon them. They roared in fear and anger while desperately urging their full strength to resist.

"Ah, how could that be? He's just a mere demon lord like us, how could he have the might of the Mother of Creep?" the Balrog lord roared.

Its entire body was engulfed in raging flames, as intense as a blood-red sun rising into the sky. The fiery aura distorted the void, spreading for hundreds of feet, illuminating the surroundings like a blood-red day, incomparably crimson, with a majestic and imposing presence.

The other demon lords were the same, each unleashing boundless power. One demon after another revealed their true forms, ferocious and awe-inspiring, their grandeur no less than that of a top-tier Super Douluo.

But did Su Ming take them seriously? He had even defeated the entire Douluo Continent in one battle, fighting against numerous heroes and killing no fewer than three Limit Douluos. How could a mere dozen or so Demon Lords, coupled with the immense power of the divine artifacts, possibly offer him any chance of resistance?

Rumble!

The void collapsed, and various destructive waves intertwined, sweeping up a vast energy frenzy that obliterated the earth, annihilated large numbers of its demonic minions, and spread chaotic energy, as if it wanted to recreate the chaos of wind, water, earth, and fire.

With a single, powerful strike from Su Ming, most of the demon lords were reduced to ashes. Several lords, covered in blood, frantically activated teleportation arrays in an attempt to escape.

"Trying to run? Did you ask me first?" Su Ming sneered, his right arm gleaming with a bright yellow light. An invisible force suddenly anchored this place, locking the space in place.

The demon lords looked astonished. The azure light that had been flashing around them gradually faded, and their tall bodies remained motionless. They had actually reached the end of their road.

Su Ming shouted, and endless gravity formed layer upon layer, the heavy pressure covering several demons, rendering them unable to move, and a brilliant blue-purple light emanated from between their brows.

laugh!

A small, brilliant sword shot out in an instant, scattering rays of light along its path. It silently slashed several demon lords, then drew a semicircle in mid-air before disappearing into Su Ming's brow once more.

Several tall and imposing demon lords fell silently to the ground, their souls annihilated.

The situation was settled. A dozen massive wreckages lay on the ground, emanating a powerful and condensed aura that intimidated the demons. Wisps of inexplicable energy rose from these wreckages, gradually converging towards Su Ming.

A strange feeling arose in the boy's heart, as if a vast and indifferent gaze had descended from the sky. In an instant, he felt as if he were at the center of heaven and earth, with everything under his control.

After scrutinizing him for a moment, an invisible force gathered around him, his aura rising steadily, seemingly without end, infinitely approaching the realm of a true god.

Unfortunately, that was the end of it. He had not yet defeated the Wriggling Mistress, and thus could not maintain his divine status for even a day, as his demonic power pressed down on the abyss.

In truth, it was Su Ming who rebuilt the Styx Blood Pool, thus gaining merit from Heaven, which allowed him to obtain the rank of Half-Lord in a straightforward manner. For the Abyss, the will of the Abyss is Heaven itself.

Su Ming wasn't in a hurry to set off immediately for the final battle against the Mother of Creep. He wanted to play it safe and let his strength evolve to another level before making any moves.

Rumble!

The bloody battle below was like a meat grinder, with millions of demons fighting together. Of course, the enemy army had already collapsed when Su Ming attacked the central army and defeated more than a dozen demon lords.

But a great battle is no joke. Once you're trapped in the Demon Furnace, you can't just escape whenever you want. The 200,000 demons under Su Ming's command were overjoyed. The enemy's lord had been wiped out, so what was left was just a piece of cake. It was an excellent opportunity for advancement, and they were even more reluctant to give it up.

The rules of bloodshed still permeated the surrounding area for hundreds of miles. Countless demons fought each other in the ravines, valleys, and eerie ruins, their eyes bloodshot, forgetting everything else and sacrificing themselves for the cause.

In an instant, a dazzling array of multicolored spiritual light shone, an aura of destruction spread, and the murderous blood energy stimulated the skin to the point of cracking. The black sun in the sky was shrouded in a hazy blood mist.

Su Ming was in no hurry, letting his subordinates kill indiscriminately, unleash their nature, and earn blood energy.

This battle lasted for nine days and nine nights, the sky was dark and the earth was shrouded in darkness. People fled south and north, and the killings stretched for three thousand miles. Blood was everywhere, mountains of corpses and seas of blood were everywhere, and white bones were exposed in the wilderness. The eerie atmosphere roamed for thousands of miles.

After a bloody massacre, only a few hundred thousand of the original 1.2 million demons remained, less than fifty. After the bloody battle, blood cocoons were born, not only hatching mid- to high-level demons, but also giving birth to two demon lords even stronger than secondary demon lords.

Su Ming also gained a massive amount of blood energy.

He glanced at the blood cocoons in the arena, released the evil god domain to erode them, and used the demons bred in the blood cocoons as test subjects to rehearse the construction method of the spiritual core.

As for the two Blood Cocoons that were even stronger than the Demon Lords, Su Ming did not touch them, because the two demons were the Flame Demon and the Three-Headed Baboon who had followed him from the beginning. Even if they hadn't made any great contributions, they had certainly worked hard.

Once the blood cocoons had all emerged, Su Ming began to gather the remnants of his army and recapture the enemy forces. He then dispatched troops to take over the surrounding territories bordering him.

About a month later, he had occupied half of the entire abyss. Su Ming was powerless to do anything beyond that, as his foundation was still shallow and he could not conquer the world in an instant.

After returning to the capital in triumph, Su Ming went to the River Styx and poured a massive amount of blood energy into the blood pool.

Glug glug!

The crimson glow illuminated the surroundings, creating an eerie atmosphere.

Su Ming stood with his hands behind his back, calmly watching the surging lake of blood before him. The crimson, viscous blood was as fiery as magma, boiling and bubbling.

The blood lake continued to expand, and in the blink of an eye, it had a diameter of one hundred miles, a vast lake that would be considered boundless even in the human world.

Shadows lingered in the deep blood lake, vaguely resembling a colossal creature—a blood cocoon enveloping the Evil Eye Dominator, rising and falling.

In a daze, he seemed to hear a series of painful screams from the mind. Su Ming manipulated the blood pool, using brutal methods to forcibly modify the genes and cultivation of the Evil Eye Tyrant.

Naturally, the pain is unbearable, and one might even experience a breakdown of reason, twisting into something indescribable.

A moment later, the blood pool expanded rapidly to its maximum size, then suddenly contracted, shrinking from a hundred miles to just over ten miles. The blood cocoons within also shrank, radiating a pure spiritual radiance, crystal clear.

Su Ming was overjoyed at the sight and quickly retrieved the living creatures from the sea of ​​blood.

It was a crystal-clear, silvery-white vertical pupil about ten feet in diameter, from which dense spiritual tentacles spread out, like an eyeball with nerve endings.

Of course, this is the image in the spiritual realm. The object is a silver-white jade plate like a pupil. Su Ming sensed it slightly and felt that the exquisitely carved jade artwork in front of him was silent, like a dead object.

Su Ming sneered, "Stop pretending. Before I devour you, I will definitely examine you thoroughly and eventually destroy you into the purest spiritual energy. Don't even think about taking advantage of me."

Hehehe~!

Suddenly, a strange voice resounded in her mind, sounding like both crying and laughing, filled with overwhelming resentment. A vast surge of emotion revived from her suspended, crystalline pupils.

Suddenly, a powerful surge of emotions swept across the land, the blood pool receded, the void trembled, and layers upon layers of mountains appeared hazily, as if the world of creation had materialized and manifested itself in a phantom.

"Su Ming, I don't know whether to hate you or thank you. There is such a strange place that made me a million-year-old soul beast without having to undergo that terrifying heavenly tribulation," the Evil Eye Overlord shrieked.

"Heh, no need for that. I'll kill you right now." Su Ming sneered, treating the divine-level power as nothing.

He is now empowered by the Abyss's might and is at that level, not to mention the Blood Pool Suppression and the control methods buried within the Evil Eye Tyrant.

"You think you can control everything? I'll kill you!" The Evil Eye Overlord, feeling his own vast and boundless spiritual power, seemed to have found confidence and roared wildly.

Su Ming simply watched coldly, as if observing a monkey leaping and bounding about.

Chapter 309 Eight Rings - Holy Body

Rumble!

The Evil Eye Tyrant let out a shriek, unable to hold back any longer. Its boundless spiritual power erupted, forming a powerful spiritual tide that swept across the surroundings. Instantly, the world changed color, time flowed by, and the universe twisted.

Her crystal-clear, jade-like pupils stared intently at Su Ming, her enemy, carrying the power of time and causing the surrounding atmosphere to change, as if everything was withering and decaying.

Su Ming vaguely saw an indescribable shadow standing before him, blotting out the sky and the sun. Countless tentacles covered the heavens and earth, and the phantoms of overlapping mountains converged, as if reaching out from an unknown world.

His body was irreversibly decaying under some great force, his blood and energy were depleted, and his spirit was dissipated.

But... Su Ming was not alarmed. Instead, he saw through the true nature of the Evil Eye Tyrant, which was all bark and no bite. His total spiritual energy had increased dramatically, but his control over his spirit had weakened to the extreme.

Once that uncontrollable and vast spiritual power erupts, it can never be stopped until the source is exhausted and one dies from exhaustion.

He sighed softly and said, "He's gone mad after all."

Su Ming remained cold and unmoved, activating the bomb hidden within the Evil Eye Tyrant.

A crystalline pupil suspended in mid-air above the blood pool suddenly contracted, and then, for some reason, the vast spiritual power that had been unleashing its violent aura could no longer be accessed.

Buzz!

The tyrannical evil eye unleashed a torrent of spiritual energy that abruptly ceased. The distorted, hazy space was quickly smoothed out over time, and the desolate land around it, affected by the lingering effects of the passing years, returned to tranquility.

Fine golden lines appeared on the crystal-clear pupils, like dazzling chains, tightly binding the Evil Eye Tyrant, making it look like a strange pattern on its eyeballs.

"This..." The Evil Eye Overlord panicked. The more it urged its mental power, the more solid the binding became. Its pure essence gradually transformed into shackles, further solidifying its consciousness and spirit.

Su Ming scoffed. He had already incorporated the runes of the Conferred God Platform into his genes. This meant that the more he used his spirit, the more he refined himself into pure, unowned spiritual power. And this spiritual power was linked together to form shackles, sealing him in reverse.

It's not that he's insidious, but rather that the spiritual aspect concerns the soul and will, and must be approached with utmost caution.

Soon after, Su Ming sensed that the brilliance of the crystal-clear, gem-like pupil had faded, as if it had fallen into silence, while its entire body became even more radiant, transforming into a flawless, white jade plate.

Click click~

Without hesitation, Su Ming shattered the flawless pupil with a single punch. The shattered crystal fragments floated in mid-air, their silvery light flowing like a dazzling galaxy.

raging!

In the void, wisps of black flame appeared out of thin air, transforming into a pitch-black furnace that floated in the air, shimmering with an eerie light, encompassing all the fragments of spiritual origin. Then, the raging black flames burned, incinerating everything.

Naturally, he was still not at ease and planned to use the Devouring Furnace method to purify and refine it again before absorbing it.

Soon, the results appeared: wisps of dark red mist rose from the furnace, resembling the residue after alchemy. However, these dark red wisps gathered in mid-air and condensed into a ferocious pupil.

It roared resentfully, "I curse you to spiritual annihilation..."

The black furnace trembled, a vast energy brewing within, terrifying even when dormant; if it were to explode, all living beings within a thousand miles would be annihilated.

At this moment, for some unknown reason, the Evil Eye Tyrant did something to make the pitch-black alchemy furnace seem unstable, and the vast energy was suppressed, as if it was about to erupt like a volcano.

Su Ming simply smiled faintly, waved his hand and unleashed a powerful Dao force, scattering the black and red remnant souls that filled the air. The black and red mist swirled around, hissing and disappearing with a scream.

Furthermore, a small and exquisite black jade gourd flew out from between the boy's eyebrows, with three thousand wisps of black mist hanging down, carrying a heavy force, as if crushing the world, and steadily solidifying the pitch-black furnace in the void.

Suppress the 'precious medicine' and seal the furnace for refining.

Su Ming closed his eyes and sensed a surge of inexplicable power within his body. It was the refined spiritual essence, carrying a slight coolness as it entered his brow.

The vast, silvery-white spiritual sea, despite the influx of trickling streams of spiritual essence, did not expand rapidly. Instead, it began to slowly condense, and the silvery-white spiritual energy became increasingly viscous.

On the boundless, crystal-clear sea of ​​consciousness, a refreshing fragrance suddenly wafted by, and pure white Dao lotuses bloomed in abundance, with a misty, ethereal atmosphere spreading throughout. A mysterious transformation was taking place.

Splash!

In the vast emptiness, a silver moon rises, accompanied by the surging of the sea of ​​consciousness, changing from stillness to movement, just like the tide sweeping across the sea and the bright moon rising from the sea.

Su Ming, sitting cross-legged above the blood pool, closed his eyes and slowly absorbed the pure spiritual essence. His brow shone brightly, and rosy light soared, as if he were ascending to immortality. A small silver moon shone brightly, and his forehead glowed, as if one could see a lake of spiritual energy.

Suddenly, a delicate moon rose from behind the boy, as bright as a jade plate, as if he were in the moon palace, surrounded by white light, and he himself became the light.

The light was gentle, making his body feel radiant and every inch of him was filled with pleasure.

Su Ming was bathed in moonlight, his skin as white as jade, with a luminous glow. His lips curled into a half-smile, his eyes lowered, his gaze filled with a hidden light.

Meanwhile, in Su Ming's sea of ​​consciousness, a round lump had quietly emerged, like the Mid-Autumn Moon, hanging brightly in the Niwan acupoint, releasing light and cleansing the spiritual platform.

That was a silver moon formed from the entire sea of ​​consciousness.

Goo, goo, goo!

A heartbeat sounded, like the breathing of a newborn fetus, and Su Ming felt a throbbing sensation between his brows.