The Evil Soul Master is actually myself

A young man rose to power, his hair jet black and lustrous, his eyes deep and unfathomable. With every gesture he made, he could subdue the world; he had become even more powerful.

Su Ming stepped out, purple clouds soaring into the sky, and with a giant hand, he tore open the sky and stepped back into that river of time and space.

Endless darkness, a brilliant and crystalline river stopped flowing before his eyes. He remained silent for a long time, then resolutely decided to risk his life to go forward, even though the severed world had been reconnected, the spectacle of the interrupted flow of time and space still existed.

Only by possessing supreme power to overcome this obstacle, and then connecting with the continued timeline, can one continue along the newly differentiated river of time and space and reach the place of return.

Rumble!

On a dazzling waterfall cascading from the heavens, a young man struggles to cross, while below lies a deep black hole that devours all life.

Finally, with a 'plop,' he failed, swept into a disillusioned wave splashed up by the waterfall.

The dim sky suddenly split open, and a charred corpse fell, resembling a dead body.

A moment later, Su Ming finally managed to get up with difficulty. A shadow of gloom and anxiety flashed in his eyes. He had just tried to fly across the broken flow, but a destructive storm swept in and knocked him down into space.

His body was charred black and covered in fragments of the Great Dao. Su Ming recuperated for a long time and even underwent another Nirvana before he could be repaired.

"How much time has passed?" Upon waking, he immediately sensed the Dao traces of heaven and earth and understood the changes in time. He had only been struggling on the river of time for a moment when he fell back into the world, but three years had already passed.

"The disruption of spacetime truly lives up to its reputation as a wonder of the heavens. Even after resolving the cause of destruction, it only managed to snatch a sliver of life during the crossing." Su Ming frowned deeply.

He decided to try again. He didn't have much time to wait or linger. The river of time and space kept spreading and multiplying. As long as the world didn't perish and continued to develop, it would continue indefinitely.

Su Ming had no idea how far things had progressed in the future. If the 'present' where his sister lived had become the 'past,' then his existence in that time and space would essentially be nothing more than a real illusion.

It's beautiful, yet cruel, and there's no escaping it.

In the Dharma-ending Age, a young supreme being struggles to cross over, failing repeatedly yet challenging himself again and again.

Time was running out. Su Ming realized that with each crossing, the starting point was constantly moving downwards, from the top of the waterfall to the bottom, and he was about to be swallowed by the deep black hole.

The world environment of the time and space has changed again and again. At this time, there is no life on the desolate land. All the dormant dragon veins and water veins have disappeared without a trace. Even the will of the plane and the origin are the same. In fact, all things have disappeared.

Only fleeting, bubble-like illusions of the past appear from time to time, accompanied by eerie laughter and various phantoms of the mortal world. Apart from that, it is no different from the abyss of destruction.

The world was desolate, and Su Ming was all alone.

He knew perfectly well why; this doomed timeline had been abandoned, like a bubble, and Su Ming was destroyed along with it.

Su Ming had previously seen that the world's will was also part of the sacrifice, packaged as a 'gift' by creation to compensate him.

He must cross the precipice and find a new path to survival before this timeline is severed.

Chapter 330 A Familiar Encounter: The Swallow Returns (The End)

It is unknown how much time has passed. Su Ming has been training hard in the apocalypse, and has been severely injured many times while crossing cliffs and waterfalls. He has relied on the Nirvana Method to rebuild his body.

His strength has also improved in all aspects. If he took half a step towards the True God Realm when he was entangled in the laws of time and space and underwent Nirvana, then after being baptized by the Perfect Being, he took three steps towards the end of the Dao, and now he has taken ten steps.

It can be said that it has reached its ultimate sublimation and has gained some control over the power of the main god.

"I have to take this gamble. There's no way forward, and I don't even know if the path I've chosen is right or wrong." Su Ming sighed. He touched his brow, and a wisp of eternal immortal light shone deep within his primordial spirit, like a guiding light for the Great Luo realm, constantly correcting his path and ensuring he didn't stray from the right course.

This is why Su Ming was able to continue walking even after the road ended.

However, before making his final leap, Su Ming left the mortal world and came to the [Apocalypse Ritual] stranded in the void. He stared at it for a long time and finally sighed deeply.

He wasn't absolutely certain, so he decided to set up the inheritance first and then figure things out. He took ten steps toward the end of the True God Realm, determined to ensure that it would be passed down to future generations.

Rumble!

Su Ming stood amidst the boundless starry sky, surrounded by eternal darkness and dim starlight. With his supreme power, he manipulated the laws of space and time, reshaping the Apocalyptic Ritual, a culmination of the pinnacle technologies of an entire extraordinary civilization.

He reached out and a ball of solidified black liquid appeared. This was the contaminated part of that perfect creature. When Su Ming was absorbing it, he discovered that the perfect monster was extremely compatible with his own Calamity End Tiger. It could not be explained by different paths leading to the same destination; it was as if they were of the same lineage and origin.

The Myriad Blood Sublimation Pool allowed both of his martial souls to undergo a leap, making it extremely important. Therefore, even with this contaminated portion, Su Ming was reluctant to discard it.

He gazed down at the roaring 'pyramid', which seemed to draw upon the stars and the earth, converging a vast plane where all things were created, the earth was rejuvenated, and a vague nascent will emerged.

This is the 'achievement' of the spiritual energy creation technology. The gods of creation in those days could create a small world with their supreme power, such as the realm of gods or the underworld.

In Su Ming's hands, it went a step further, completely creating a plane. After all, he had traveled through the river of time and space and had a deeper understanding of the laws of time and space. A complete plane requires both creation and time and space.

Su Ming moved, slowly extending his pitch-black hand to seal this filthy, perfect blood within this newly born plane. He decided to use the world and all living beings to eradicate the pollution that human power could not eliminate.

Su Ming thought that perhaps by experiencing eighty-one cycles of destruction and rebirth, the filth could be completely eradicated.

After finishing the matter of the 'Heavenly Revelation Ritual', he stood quietly in the starry sky, gazing into the distance. In fact, during the Tianming era, the Douluo plane had already gradually moved towards the universe and even the heavens.

Unfortunately, everything vanished without a trace.

Su Ming can only return to the present world, restore order, and continue his great cause.

Soon after, he set foot on the desolate land, remained silent for a moment, tore through the sky, and stepped into the endless darkness. A black jade gourd fell down, and a temple suddenly split open and was buried in the earth.

Wisps of smoke rose, and an old man's phantom figure knelt respectfully in worship.

Where the crystal-clear river stopped flowing, Su Ming's figure flew out from a dazzling, ever-changing water droplet. He had barely stabilized himself when he was already facing the darkness of the abyss.

Buzz!

As soon as Su Ming appeared, calamity clouds rose beneath his feet, appearing and disappearing one after another. He forcibly crossed the spectacle of the interrupted flow of time and space, step by step.

An invisible wave of destruction swept in, and Su Ming extended his jade-white left hand. A dark vortex appeared, carrying countless moments of time, and with a 'pop,' it obliterated the wave.

Suddenly, another majestic phantom stepped out, seemingly bearing the mark of a supreme being recorded in the past. Su Ming fiercely swung his fist, and the purple glow shone like the blazing sun, spanning the vast river.

Boom!

The majestic, supreme being charged in and clashed with him for dozens of moves, instantly deciding the victor. The entire mark was erased, unable to stop Su Ming's advance.

Along the way, howling winds, blood rain, wailing gods and demons, and darkness descended upon the world—all sorts of strange phenomena were born and destroyed, all in an attempt to prevent Su Ming from traversing the flow of time and space.

Faced with all this, Su Ming remained unfazed, having long since become accustomed to it. Anything strange could happen during the phenomenon of the interrupted flow, and all sorts of disasters would come at once. This was the price of overcoming the calamity, and also a lament for the destruction of a timeline.

Su Ming fought his way down, trying to find a new path to restore the broken river with human power. In the end, he released a wisp of ultimate immortal light, breaking through layers of time and space, and saw a crystal clear and brilliant river flowing endlessly.

"Found it." Su Ming, covered in wounds, revealed a hint of joy and resolutely stepped inside.

Rumble!

The sky collapsed and the earth cracked, time and space shifted, and when Su Ming staggered and sat down in a quietly flowing, magnificent river, the gloom behind him dissipated, and he finally returned to his beacon.

Having journeyed from the beginning to the ancient times, and then been tempered through the end of the Dharma, the remaining 'path' becomes much easier.

Su Ming sat cross-legged in the endless darkness, recuperating his damaged body. He had paid too high a price to cross the abyss wonders, but on the other hand, through trials and tribulations, he had traversed more than half of the river of time and space, gathering back the scattered concepts one by one. Su Ming's own existence had become more substantial, laying a solid foundation for the Great Luo Realm.

After resting for a while, he couldn't wait any longer and was eager to return 'home'. At the same time, he was also uneasy, wondering what the future held, how much time had passed, and whether the people were still the same.

Having experienced so much in the primordial and ancient times, Su Ming gradually forgot the faces and voices of his relatives and friends, but his longing for them only grew stronger, like fine wine aged over time.

As Su Ming traveled downstream, witnessing the rise and fall of the Flower of Time and Space, he saw the changes of the world and the gradual appearance of familiar objects and people, such as the rising Dragon God and Destruction, and the powerful martial souls such as the Great Sumeru Hammer and the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.

But what does this have to do with him? Su Ming thought to himself. He would stop interfering with time and space, otherwise he would inevitably fall into the primordial and the end times, entangled in cause and effect, unable to break free, and finally completely lost in the long river of time and space.

The more Su Ming traveled through the river of time and space, the more he pondered. Looking back with his current perspective and level of understanding, he felt even greater respect for the power of the main god.

Manipulating time and space is quite difficult even in a mid-level world like Douluo, let alone those supreme and powerful worlds. With just a wisp of the power of the main god, he was able to return to ancient times, alter time and space, and achieve a certain degree of power that is also ancient. No wonder the complete main god space can roam freely throughout the heavens.

"The Soul Master system has reached its limit. I need other systems as a reference to grow better." Su Ming thought to himself. Admittedly, he had already lived a life of immortality and tyranny in Douluo Continent.

But he had no intention of becoming another Tang San; it was his experience in the Main God Space that broadened his horizons and perspectives.

Time flows like water, eternally unchanging.

Several years have passed since Tang San, one of the original Shrek Seven Devils, personally descended to the mortal realm to hunt down the world's number one hero, Evil God Douluo. That bloody massacre that covered tens of thousands of miles was known to almost everyone in the world, and it was the first time that Tang San had felt the power of a true god.

No one knows whether Evil God Douluo Su Ming is dead, or when Sea God Tang San will return to the God Realm.

However, some ambitious individuals, by tracing the traces of this battle, truly felt the laws of the true god and developed the idea of ​​creating their own divine position to replace the original one.

Among them, Di Tian had the deepest understanding at the final battle in the Starry Sky. He then went back into seclusion and took that step, becoming a god-level being with a million years of cultivation.

However, it did not immediately expand the influence of the Star Dou Forest, but instead lay dormant. Having witnessed that earth-shattering battle, it knew very well that it could not place too much hope on the God Realm. Even Su Ming, a human, slightly offended the Sea God, which prompted Tang San to personally descend to the mortal realm to arrest him.

As a remnant of the dragon race, it should lie low.

Besides the star constellations, a great war between nations is about to begin.

Suddenly, in a desolate and remote place, the sky suddenly split open, and a handsome young man returned, bearing the marks of time. He looked around and sighed softly, "I'm back."

Chapter 331 Reunion

Su Ming stood rooted to the spot, feeling as if in a dream. He was certain that he had arrived at the end of time and space. The world that was supposed to be filled with endless fragments of time and space upon his arrival had not appeared.

He walked through bustling cities and across vibrant lands, carefully experiencing this precious peace.

"We've finally returned," Su Ming said calmly. As perceptive as he was, he naturally sensed that the world, after being suppressed by the 'Wangchuan Road,' was stirring with restlessness, and war was about to break out.

But so what? Su Ming had no interest in paying attention. He immediately tore open the sky and stepped into the void. As he hurriedly passed by, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of a magnificent and imposing pyramid that seemed to have been revolving around the Douluo plane since ancient times.

'Apocalyptic Ritual'!

Seeing this, Su Ming remained silent for a moment. Instead of immediately going to explore, he headed towards the abyss. He hadn't been home for too long. Although only a few years had passed in the present world, in his experience, it felt like an eternity had passed.

Unrivaled throughout the ages, soaring through time and space to suppress the precipice, seemingly magnificent and dazzling, yet unable to conceal his loneliness.

From afar, Su Ming could see layers of deep, dark red abysses floating at the very bottom of the universe, emanating a wave of destruction and calamity, as if they were eternally silent, devoid of hope and brilliance.

Without hesitation, the young supreme being stepped into this extremely dangerous place that buries all living beings.

Rumble!

A powerful resonance suddenly arose in the dark abyss, the dim sky shifted and changed, and countless blood-red lightning bolts intertwined. For a moment, the roars of gods and demons could be heard, and blood rain and stench swept across the land.

The sky collapsed. Never before had the heavens been so close to the desolate land. A violent tornado swept across, forming a massive, suspended structure stretching for three hundred miles. The eye of the storm opened up, and a terrifying, supreme majesty spread out. Su Ming descended from the sky.

At the same time, the earth cracked, and dark green pus and calamity power gushed out from the ground. Endless dark laws spread faintly from the void, entangling Su Ming, as if he were the ruler of the abyss.

No, Su Ming was originally the ruler of the abyss. However, after countless ages, he became even more terrifying and unpredictable at this moment after achieving the Great Perfection of the True God Realm. His true form descended, and the thirteen layers of the abyss trembled and wailed, submitting at his feet.

One after another, the majestic and bizarre demons looked up at the sky in horror, then knelt down in piety, while the few ancient demons and abyss lords, even if unwilling, could only remain silent.

Needless to say, Su Ming's appearance instantly won the favor of the Abyss's will, and not just as a collaborator or father and son, but as the master, causing all the Abysses to submit.

Su Ming, wearing multiple crowns, smiled and said, "Such a big commotion? I'm a little embarrassed."

He saw one of the abysses, shrouded in poisonous mist year-round, where a colossal and majestic worm lay in awe on the earth. He also saw a crystal-clear, silvery-white city suspended in the sky, impervious to all magic, like an eternal silver sun.

Within the majestic city, hundreds of thousands of people lived in close proximity, each busy with their own affairs. Through numerous obstacles, Su Ming saw a woman standing serenely atop a pavilion, gazing into the distance.

She was quiet and motionless, her eyes, as calm as autumn water, seemed unchanged, whether in remembrance or sorrow.