The Evil Soul Master is actually myself

The birth of a Soul Master is not so glorious; it is a path of plunder by a group of despicable Soul Beasts.

Beast Martial Souls and Bloodlines also originated from this.

The final great war broke out, involving all the innate gods. The planes were shattered, the Chaos Sea was blocked, and the primordial world inevitably declined.

Chimera sacrificed itself, corrupting the Creator that had just been nurtured in the Chaos Sea, and establishing the fundamental rules of Soul Rings.

Su Ming did not participate in this great battle. He encountered a terrifying problem: his own existence was undergoing Dao transformation, with countless fragments of time entangled in his body and primordial spirit. In a sense, this was cause and effect.

He interfered too much with the original timeline, to the point that Su Ming could no longer move around in the world, his body becoming half-transformed, like a transparent spirit.

After weighing the pros and cons, Su Ming resolutely gave up his two great powers. Since they found the Chimera and the cause and effect were grafted, the spacetime laws binding him had been greatly reduced.

"I don't belong to this era after all," Su Ming sighed, forcibly activating the power of the main god to break through the river of time and space, attempting to return to his original trajectory.

Rumble!

Unfortunately, although Su Ming was stronger than before, he was still insignificant compared to the power of the main god and the river of time. He failed.

In the endless darkness, Su Ming stepped onto a river of time and space, feeling that some of the concept fragments scattered across countless time and space nodes had returned. With a complicated expression, he looked down at the downstream of the brilliant river and resolutely embarked on his journey once more.

This road is long, and we may never find our way home.

Chapter 324 A Familiar Encounter: The Swallows Return (Part Two)

In the endless darkness, a brilliant and crystalline river of time and space flows by, seemingly eternal, with countless waves splashing up and layers of surging tides.

Su Ming was occasionally knocked off his feet by the waves, and the terrifying power of time on his body was draining away, decaying everything. If he hadn't been constantly using his spacetime soul skill to fight back, he would have long since vanished into the river of time.

Even so, they are still bound by countless laws of spacetime, making it difficult to break free.

"Have I reached my limit? There's no going back..." Su Ming muttered to himself, his eyes dim, his figure blurred, and terrifying laws intertwined like dazzling divine chains, as if trying to erase all traces of him from the world.

A crystalline, hazy tide surged in from afar, carrying immense power, sweeping across the darkness.

Pfft!

Su Ming was swept away by the tide and entered the river of time and space, splashing up countless crystal-clear flowers. The boy's figure disappeared into the flower of time and space.

He was severely injured and plunged into endless darkness, amidst layers of shifting time and space, lost in a distant ancient era.

Somewhere in the boundless plane, Su Ming was not in good condition. He was entangled by the laws of spacetime, and his existence was blurred. It took him a long time to recover.

Once his injuries had healed, Su Ming was able to set off to travel through this era. In the barbaric period, there was no system of recording time, so he didn't know how much time had passed.

On the vast land, the boy saw some pure-blooded humans active. After inquiring around, he was astonished to discover that this era was not far removed from the primordial era.

"Having traversed the river of time with such difficulty, I've only covered this small section?" Su Ming was somewhat disappointed, but then he cheered, wondering, "I wonder if those old friends from the beginning are still alive?"

Unfortunately, after visiting various powerful forces, the young man learned that many of his innate deity friends had passed on their divine positions to their own forces and ventured out of the realm on their own. They were all ambitious, and after learning about the various aspects of the heavens from Su Ming, they wanted to leave this world to seek a breakthrough.

Of course, some also perished in the struggle.

For the first time, Su Ming felt the terror of time, how it erased everything and everyone he knew.

"I am lost in the river of time, unaware of how many years have passed since then." A hint of fear flashed in Su Ming's eyes. If he were to return and find that Su Xuan'er had already passed away, he would absolutely not be able to accept it.

"I want to go back!" Su Ming thought firmly. He realized that he couldn't rely on his own strength to traverse the river of time and space. It was too unrealistic to do so. Only by unifying the world could there be a glimmer of hope.

As he walked through the wilderness, he suddenly heard that an unparalleled powerhouse had risen up, conquering all directions, slaying countless true gods, and even declaring his intention to unify the world, calling on all powerful beings to join him.

Su Ming was naturally curious about who was so capable, so he let it pass.

"So it was the creator who was conceived in the Chaos Sea back then." Su Ming realized His identity and asked in confusion, "Why was He able to be born again?"

"You are... one of those beings who fought for power back then?" The Creator God clearly recognized Su Ming as well, and He calmly said, "I severed that part of the corruption."

The Creator seemed uninterested in uncovering Su Ming's true identity, and instead extended a sincere invitation.

"The great war in the primordial era was too terrible. The world was shattered into pieces, power was in chaos, and all races were slaughtered. The damage to the world was severe. I want to unify the world and establish a system to sort out the origin of the world."

He states his purpose openly, and the world is intimately connected with Him.

Su Ming readily accepted, as he also wanted to use a unified organization as a tool for his exploration of time and space.

Thus, the two rose rapidly in this chaotic era, unifying the world with their formidable military strength. Countless true gods and authorities were taken in, and finally, at Su Ming's suggestion, the Pantheon was established to govern them.

This period is historically known as the 'Tianming Era'.

It signifies the end of night and the beginning of day, a time when all things in the world enter a period of order and peace. It also refers to the two emperors, "Heaven" and "Dawn," who stand side by side in the Pantheon.

Su Ming is the Ming Emperor, also known as the Ming Venerable. He declined the position of Lord of the Gods and went into hiding. The position of Heavenly Emperor has too much karma and is naturally set up for the God of Creation. He already has enough spacetime karmic laws entangled in him and does not want things to get any worse.

He did not accept any divine position. He had briefly become a God King by relying on two great powers, but later gave them up. Before traveling through time and space, he had both martial souls and soul rings, and his cultivation reached the level of a demigod. Even without a divine position, he could still stand shoulder to shoulder with the God King.

Now, in the course of his conquest, he has drawn upon countless innate powers, ultimately forging his own path, becoming a god through his own power, evolving the laws of true gods from the path of runes, and without relying on any authority, condensing his own unique tenth divine ring.

With the establishment of the Pantheon, Creation, at Su Ming's suggestion, opened up the realm of gods, sorted out authority and rules, and launched a series of projects in preparation for the world's sublimation plan.

"Spiritual Qi creation technology..." On this day, Su Ming's expression was complicated. It seemed that his cultivation had reached the required level, and the knowledge that was sealed in his mind was quietly unsealed. Some concepts were created out of thin air, completing a part of his existence.

He transformed into Great Freedom, and this part of his knowledge itself came from the power of the Supreme God. This celestial light, containing endless knowledge, was carried by a part of his existence.

Su Ming touched his brow. That wisp of immortal light was eternal and stubbornly entrenched in the core of his true spirit, difficult to digest. However, the relationship was closer than before, and he could draw upon some of its power.

"The World Upgrade Plan lies in the expansion of the Chaos Sea, which is the foundation of the cycle between the world and the Chaos Void." Su Ming looked at the fertile land flowing with milk and honey in the distance, where countless miracles were unfolding.

“Looking at the future from another timeline, this plan is probably going to fail.” Su Ming’s emotions were inexplicable. He also realized the fundamental difference between himself and the Creator.

He envisioned using the world's resources to explore the study of space and time, hoping to find a way back to the Way. However, the Creator desired to elevate the world, and such actions that disrupted space and time were something He abhorred.

The tide of history is irreversible and cannot be changed by human will.

"My Lord, on the surface you are reshaping the Six Paths of Reincarnation and descending upon the Underworld, but in reality you are interfering with the operation of spacetime!" the Creator roared. He was essentially an avatar of the Heavenly Dao, and once the fundamental nature of the world was touched, he turned against it.

The two eventually parted ways.

Su Ming brought a group of dark gods to the mortal realm and established the Underworld. Thus, the world came to refer to him as the Underworld Lord. Under his unwavering and persistent efforts, the Heavenly Revelation Ritual to stabilize spacetime was raised, and the power of the Underworld was injected into the river of time.

He disappeared into the ends of time and space following the divine revelation ritual.

Rumble!

In the endless darkness, a magnificent city travels along a crystal-clear, dreamlike river, with waves crashing against the towering pyramids, yet remaining undisturbed.

"I don't belong here after all," Su Ming sighed softly. He found a tool that could help stabilize spacetime, which he used as a boat to protect himself.

He didn't want to undo anything, nor was he interested in what had happened in the past. He just wanted to do his best. As long as he steadily promoted projects like the Underworld Kingdom, the world's upgrade would not be difficult.

If it weren't for the fact that Su Ming didn't need this era, he really wanted to stay, cooperate with Creation, and together ascend the world to the heavens.

In the eternal silence, Su Ming traversed the river of time and space aboard the Heavenly Revelation Ritual. At a certain moment, his expression suddenly changed, and the crystal-clear river in the distance broke apart!

Splash!

The cut-off point resembles a cliff, with a divine waterfall cascading down from the heavens. Countless crystal-clear water droplets of time and space splash up, spreading an aura of destruction. One by one, dreamlike bubbles burst, representing the end of timelines.

"How could this be?!" he exclaimed in shock. Time and space had been disrupted; what a terrifying and magnificent scene this was.

Chapter 325 A Familiar Encounter: The Swallows Return (Part 3)

"This is a disruption in time and space. Could it be that something has been created, affecting countless lives and even the world, and in some ways even more devastating than the end of time?" Considering the vast difference between the primordial era and later generations, Su Ming thought of this possibility.

The river of time flows through the past, present, and future of all planes, and the only reason it could stop flowing is the destruction of the world.

Rumble!

The crystal-clear and brilliant river plunged down like a divine waterfall from the heavens, disappearing into endless darkness, almost beyond saving.

Su Ming's face turned grim upon seeing this. The Heavenly Revelation Ritual roared forward along the river, intending to plunge into the dark and deep abyss. Even though Su Ming tried his best to move away, an immense devouring force erupted from the abyss, making it difficult to escape.

With time and space disrupted, he would most likely perish if he were thrown in; no one knows what the situation would be like in the endless darkness.

Finally, the Apocalypse Ritual inevitably plunged into the waterfall. The immense pressure made it increasingly difficult for Su Ming to breathe. Endless fragments of spacetime pierced through the magnificent pyramid, affecting his physical body.

Pfft!

Billions of beams of light pierced Su Ming's body like sharp swords, purple blood flowed, turning into strands of rosy light that intertwined, and Dao patterns were outlined into a net, as if to suppress his Great Dao.

Su Ming grunted. Everything in this area was in chaos. Space and time were distorted and swaying. Time was passing by. If it weren't for the protection of the Heavenly Revelation Ritual, he would have been caught in something more terrifying than death as soon as he stepped into this place.

Consciousness and concepts will split into countless parts, then activate and diverge into different times and spaces, and 'I' will no longer be 'I'!

Even with this layer of defense, the spatial-temporal chaos still affected Su Ming.

The magnificent apocalyptic ritual was shaking violently, making the boy's heart leap into his throat, fearing it would disintegrate. He gazed into the endless darkness, not knowing where he was headed.

"Time-space stranding, I never thought I'd be so lucky to encounter it." Su Ming sighed. Why are there always unexpected events on the way back? He remembered reminding [Creation] to be extremely careful before he left.

Rumble!

A massive explosion occurred in the abyss, unleashing layers upon layers of vast tides. The Apocalyptic Ritual, like a grain of sand, was insignificant in the vast interruption of spacetime and was swept into a mysterious spacetime.

After a long period of time, Su Ming barely sensed that he had entered a certain space-time.

I felt the Heavenly Revelation Ritual shaking violently, and a sense of endless falling arose within me. With a 'pop,' I was plunged into a segment of time and space.

A dazzling shooting star streaked across the sky above Douluo Continent, and a magnificent pyramid fell into a patch of yellow sand. The ancient stone, with its intricate patterns, bore the marks of time and exuded an aura of vicissitude.

Su Ming sat cross-legged at the top, repeatedly circulating his essence, energy, and spirit, but he was faintly bound by layers of heavy Dao shackles. Traveling through time and space was already extremely dangerous, and then he encountered a time-space interruption. The remaining fragments of the Great Dao were embedded in his flesh and blood, and were difficult to remove.

He looked up at the gloomy sky. The air was filled with a poisonous aura, and the spiritual energy was thin, just like the end of the Dharma era. It even felt like an abyss.

"This is bad. It really is close to destruction." Su Ming took a deep breath. He had to quickly find a way to collect materials to repair the Apocalypse Ritual, and then heal his wounds and leave this place.

His first thought was to set out to find his subordinates from the past.

"I wonder if the Underworld still exists." Su Ming muttered to himself. He was severely injured, his divine laws and cultivation were locked up, and his original essence had some fragments of time remaining. He was anxious to find rare and precious materials to undergo a baptism and transformation, otherwise it would affect his fundamental nature.

As he drifted back onto this continent in this time and space, what he heard and heard gradually calmed Su Ming's heart. He discovered that the land was barren in large swaths, as if it had suffered severe pollution, and the population was sparse, as if it had experienced a great disaster.

These are not the worst aspects. The scarcity of spiritual energy has become the norm, even worse than the time when Su Ming lived in the future, and the average cultivation level of soul masters is low.

While cultivation level could be attributed to environmental changes, the quality of the martial soul left Su Ming speechless. Even a top-tier martial soul could produce a genius that was only seen once in ten thousand years, with cultivation aptitude even more barren than in later generations.

It's like the end of the Dharma era, with bloodlines depleted. You should know that in the primordial and ancient times, god-level martial souls were commonplace, and there were many ultimate martial souls. But now it has weakened to such an extent.

"I don't know what the God Realm is like, but I guess this is the calamity that will mark the beginning of the decline of Douluo Continent." Su Ming sighed. He had visited many forces and found that they were considered top-tier families if they had a Soul Saint in charge, and there were only a handful of legendary Title Douluo.

Furthermore, a break occurred in the continuity of civilization, and many technologies and knowledge that Su Ming oversaw the research and development of have not been passed down.

"Without rare and precious materials to repair the Heavenly Revelation Ritual, how can I cross the gap in time and space?" Su Ming thought heavily, and without even having time to inquire about the whereabouts of his former subordinates, he hurriedly headed to the God Realm.

Cough!