The Evil Soul Master is actually myself

Chapter 322 The Flowers Fall, Helplessly

Su Ming, who was sitting cross-legged in the void, sighed. He was truly exhausted. At this moment, the Netherworld roared, and endless dark light Dao patterns spread. With a "poof", the void burst into flames of dark light.

It was as if an unparalleled furnace had been activated. The outer layer of ethereal light was composed of ghostly fire imbued with the aura of Dao, which appeared and plunged everything in front of us into darkness and distortion, enveloping this small world. Its shape resembled a pitch-black alchemy cauldron.

Rumble!

Dark, karmic fire rose from the underworld, burning everything in its path. The accumulated, yin energy, thick and potent over time, burned and transformed continuously, its immense power turning the underworld into a prison.

Tang San felt the power emanating from the Netherworld Fire Sea. His skin stung, his blood and qi dissolved, his soul was lost, and his essence, energy, and spirit seemed to be corrupted through his skin. Then, an invisible flame ignited from within.

The Asura God roared, and boundless dark red light overflowed, filling the heavens and the earth, as if a scarlet sun had appeared, its translucent crimson illuminating his body.

The dark sea of ​​fire suddenly trembled, creating a large vacuum, as if it were a spirit avoiding its sharp edge. Then, before Tang San could catch his breath, the sky trembled, and countless intricate and exquisite Dao patterns were drawn, forming a vast and magnificent Nine Netherworld Yellow Springs map, which condensed into one with the void, covering the sky and the earth.

An unparalleled killing intent formed, the great power of the Great Dao was unleashed, and the Netherworld Flames resonated with the Dao Diagram, slowly forming a millstone that merged from the heavens and the earth to wear down the scarlet sun.

Boundless, eerie light surged forth once more like ants, spreading across the crimson sun that stood at the center of heaven and earth.

Tang San was horrified. He discovered that his cultivation was igniting without fire, and his divine power, essence, and spirit were all affected by the Netherfire. The scarlet sun became dimmer, as if it were mixed with a few wisps of Netherfire.

Asura tried his best to use his vast divine power to obliterate it, but to no avail. Instead, it only fueled the fire, making the dark flames burn even more intensely.

"What is this?" Tang San suddenly remembered Su Ming beside him, and looked at him coldly and shouted.

Su Ming sneered and remained silent. He was also resisting the burning of the vast Netherfire around him. This power of Dao patterns was indiscriminately killing and annihilating, and all life and all things were about to be burned to ashes.

He integrated the power of the main god into this underworld, taking over the central hub and commanding everything, and forcibly activated this powerful weapon of attack. If one were to look down from above the stars in the outside world...

Centered on the giant crater in the valley, a blurry, dark seal emerged, covering an area of ​​thousands of miles. Its majestic and imposing presence was accompanied by wisps of heavy ghostly fire rising up, stirring the heavens and earth. It was towering and ethereal, like a continuous forest of ghostly fire.

When the immortal light activated this Netherworld, even Su Ming couldn't control it. The power of the main god far surpassed that of this realm, so how could he possibly control Yuanrun?

"You have a good decision-making ability." Tang San, who had clearly seen this in the blazing furnace, praised him with a serious expression.

He slowly raised the dark red Asura sword, ignoring the rising Netherfire within his body. His cultivation and divine power were burning away, but Tang San didn't seem to care. He slowly said, "Since that's the case, let's settle this with a fight to the death!"

Su Ming, who was sitting cross-legged in the void, opened his eyes, looked around at the world that resembled a fighting cage, and solemnly said: "When two armies meet on a narrow path, the brave will prevail. Now it's just a matter of life and death."

After saying this, the two ignored the Netherworld Flames that were burning everything, stared at each other, and gathered their strength for a decisive move to decide their life or death!

Buzz!

A moment later, Su Ming suddenly opened his mouth and inhaled, and a wisp of immortal light flew out from the continuous sea of ​​netherfire below and entered his stomach. In an instant, the figures in front of him overlapped, the world became blurred, and time appeared before his eyes.

He chuckled. In the past, he always had to use a physical object to control the power of the main god. But now, absorbing and merging with the essence, energy, and spirit was undoubtedly a risky move, and he could hardly escape the consequences.

"Light of Time and Space!" Su Ming roared, and a silver moon between his brows froze in the void.

A river appeared, initially flowing slowly, then becoming rapid, roaring and rushing towards Tang San.

The river of time.

This is not a real river, but a manifestation of a law, the aura of flowing time, overwhelming and thunderous, a manifestation of the origin of the Douluo Universe. Only the power of a god of such status can provoke such a violent reaction from Him.

Su Ming fought desperately; he could only unleash one last attack. This was the most brilliant moment of his life, reaching his peak, with unparalleled offensive power.

The radiance engulfed the Underworld, and no one could see clearly. Time, like a knife, cuts down the proud. At this moment, Su Ming used the River of Time to cut down not only Tang San but also himself, as well as the entire small world.

He wanted to use the power of the Supreme God to destroy this place, kill the enemy, and make a final, desperate attempt against the heavens.

boom

A cataclysmic collision occurred, this place was shrouded in mist, the immortal river crashed, and chaos surged.

When everything came to an end, Su Ming staggered, covered in blood, amidst the mournful cries of heaven and earth. The Underworld was shattered, a scene of utter ruin.

Tang San still held the Asura Divine Sword high, his eyes were deep, his expression was solemn, and his figure was tall and majestic. The next moment, a breeze blew by, and as if the sand had collapsed, the lifelike statue shattered and turned to ashes and disappeared with the wind.

"Hehe, haha!"

Su Ming threw his head back and laughed, his expression complex and his thoughts unreadable. His brow had already split open, and blood was flowing down. At this moment, the River of Time, containing the power of a vast god, reversed and crashed down on him.

boom

His flesh and blood withered and turned into bones, worn away by the passage of time. Suddenly, he exploded, his white light shining through, scattering like rain of light, becoming cosmic dust.

"In the end, I won... What a pity!" The last murmur echoed in time, filled with longing and determination: "Sister..."

In the distant abyss, a floating city hangs high, besieged by countless demons, their excitement tinged with bloodlust. Yet, the graceful goddess atop the city suppresses the demons with every gesture, her beauty unparalleled.

Suddenly, for some unknown reason, she felt a sharp pain in her heart, and two streams of tears fell from her pale face. She looked up at the sky in despair and cried out, "Ah Ming!"

…………

In the hazy darkness, a soul suddenly awoke, its chaotic and confused thoughts surging, constantly emitting a series of questions.

"Who...who am I?"

"Where is this place?"

"What am I here for...?"

…………

With each question posed, the scattered thoughts gradually coalesced, and in the eternal darkness, a primordial spirit vaguely coalesced, its face becoming clearer and its body becoming more refined.

“I… am Su Ming.”

"By the way, I was fighting Tang San earlier."

The hoarse voice echoed in the endless darkness, intermittent and unnatural, like someone trying to imitate the way others were walking.

Calling~

After a long while, a long exhale was heard, and a clear, puzzled voice of a young man said, "I remember that I risked my life to forcibly fuse with the power of the main god, and was long ago reduced to ashes by the backlash of time and origin. Why am I still conscious?"

Chapter 323 A Familiar Encounter: The Swallows Return (Part 1)

"I remember now. Under Tang San's pressure, I had no choice but to risk fusing with the power of the main god to fight back. Logically speaking, there should have been no hope for me," Su Ming sighed in the darkness.

The supreme god's power and status were extremely high. Not to mention the God King, even if Su Ming were to rise several levels higher, he might not be able to reach that level. He was also prepared to die, so he forcibly dragged Tang San down with him.

"He should be dead too. No one can escape the decay of the river of time." Su Ming thought to himself. With that thought, he could rest assured about his relatives and friends who were still in the abyss. As for Tang San's remaining subordinates, there was no need to worry too much about them since they were destroyed.

His current state is very strange. His primordial spirit is constantly being replenished, and even his flesh and blood seem to be multiplying, outlining the five internal organs and complex meridians, eventually forming a complete form.

But Su Ming felt as if he had split into thousands of parts, and a painful sense of separation arose spontaneously.

That's not a split in consciousness, or between mind and body...

"It's more like a concept." Su Ming frowned. He felt his own existence and concept being torn to shreds by some great force, spreading throughout this dark space.

The problem is that he can only sense it, but cannot touch it. This dark space is like an eternal void, silent and unknown.

Su Ming was stunned for a moment. He sensed a wisp of brilliant immortal light flickering in the core of his primordial spirit, containing the meaning of eternity and immortality. Vast power overflowed continuously, causing his body to be rapidly rebuilt.

"I've fused with the power of the main god. No wonder I wasn't reduced to ashes when washed away by the river of time. No wonder my current state is so strange." Su Ming thought to himself, his mind now clear.

It's not so much a fusion as an integration, but rather an embedding into the true spirit, elevating its status and allowing it to borrow some of the main god's wonders. Specifically, it manifests as something like an immortal being, but without the other great powers of manipulating time and space or creating worlds.

"But this is lucky enough. To survive the forced absorption of the power of the main god and to gain unprecedented fortune is the root of the Great Luo, a seed of transcendence." Su Ming was excited.

He had already given up all hope of survival, but Tang San's reaction was too decisive and too deadly. He descended to the mortal realm to block the path before Tang San could even reach his full potential.

Thankfully, we've finally weathered this storm.

"Sister...wait for me." Su Ming's will hardened as he searched for his way back in the vast darkness.

The endless darkness had no concept of time or direction; everything seemed frozen in time.

Su Ming barely managed to locate himself by relying on the countless concepts that had sprung up across the darkness, and tried his best to get closer.

Time passed, and no one knows how much time has gone by.

The boy's body was rebuilt, and his spirit and energy returned to their peak, but the sense of separation still existed. He followed his instincts and used various methods to get closer.

In the Eternal Silence Space, Su Ming had no idea where he was. He had a bad feeling that if he stayed here for a long time, something strange would happen.

"Wait, what is this?!" Su Ming exclaimed in astonishment.

Suddenly he noticed that in the darkness in the distance, there were towering and ancient tombstones, their gray-black stones bearing the marks of time, the lines on them blurred by the passage of years.

This familiar scene shocked Su Ming. He recalled a scene he had witnessed once when he transformed into a spacetime observer using the three-person martial soul fusion technique, and it was very similar to this place.

"Could this be the place?" Su Ming muttered to himself.

A moment later, before he could even get close to the row of ancient tombstones, they vanished into the darkness like a mirage, as if in a dream.

Although Su Ming was curious, he still felt it was better to leave this dark space as soon as possible.

His self-concept was split into countless parts, even though he knew the importance of each and no part of it could be lost.

After a long time, Su Ming finally felt infinitely close to the exit in the darkness.

At the edge of darkness, a ray of light emerged from an unknown place. Su Ming was overjoyed and rushed into it.

Rumble!

In an instant, a burst of light appeared before my eyes, and a fresh breeze blew in, carrying the scent of earth and the fragrance of flowers and grass. The breath of nature filled the surroundings; this was a bright world brimming with vitality. What I saw before me was magnificent and beautiful.

"Where is this? Could it be the realm of gods?" Su Ming was dumbfounded. The air was filled with rich and vast spiritual energy, and the essence of heaven and earth was abundant, mixed with a kind of innate pure yang energy. It was ancient, profound, and wild.

This sense of familiarity is somewhat like the ancient spiritual energy he received from the Origin Inheritance.

"No way." Su Ming soared into the sky with a whoosh, gazing into the distance at the vast wilderness stretching for thousands of miles, with mountain ranges rising thousands of feet high. Lush green forests covered the mountains, ancient trees exuding a profound and ancient spiritual energy.

Countless ferocious beasts roam freely, while hundreds of birds soar through the sky.

"Have I returned to the beginning?" Su Ming was depressed. Anything could happen when swept away by the Douluo Time River. He could be swept downstream, or he could be swept back to the past. Most likely, he would be completely annihilated.

"But that's too far away." Su Ming felt a sense of despair. Could he really travel from ancient times to the lower reaches of time? Would he ever see his sister again?

Su Ming gazed into the distance, his eyes filled with determination, and slowly walked over. The rising sun cast its rays, illuminating a golden glow, and the boy's back was bathed in a radiant light.

"Even if I have to go back to ancient times, I will strive to live through the vast expanse of time..."

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Su Ming traveled through the primordial world and witnessed countless newborn ancient divine beasts. He hunted many spirit rings to complete his martial soul. He also witnessed the birth of innate deities, the appearance of the Chaos Sea, and the surge of countless powers.

Su Ming, with his affinity for evil and the power of destruction, forcibly seized power at its inception, becoming a true god and leaving a legendary and dazzling mark on the primordial era.

He had witnessed the origin of Soul Masters, which was actually related to the Chimera. The first batch of innate Soul Beasts awakened, and they hated their lack of talent. They tried to hunt other Soul Beasts and seize their origin, which was the prototype of transformation and Martial Soul.

The first chimera after the creation of the world was a stitched-together monster, but it was powerful enough to even start a prehistoric war.