Peerless Tang Sect: Bind to God King Tang San at the beginning

On the other side, the Sun and Moon Empire.

For unknown reasons, monsters appeared in various places within the Sun-Moon Empire.

In a certain city, a group of monsters that resembled wolves but were several times larger than ordinary wolves emerged from the cracks in the ground.

Their bodies emanated a sickening stench of decay, their fur a strange purple-black, their eyes flashing a bloodthirsty red. These wolf monsters howled shrilly toward the sky and surged toward the city like a tide.

On the streets, pedestrians screamed in fear and fled in all directions. A fully loaded carriage lost control due to the frightened horses and crashed into a street shop.

Before the coachman could get up, a vicious wolf monster pounced on him and bit his throat, and blood splattered on the wall.

The soldiers in the city had a hard time fighting against these monsters. All the main forces were transferred away, and the remaining soldiers were not very strong.

In this chaotic city, although the remaining soldiers had limited strength, they had no intention of retreating.

They quickly gathered together and formed tight square formations, with spears in their hands like a forest, trying to stop the crazy attack of the wolf monsters.

A young soldier's eyes showed tension, but more of it was determination.

He gripped the spear tightly, watching a vicious wolf monster pounce towards him, took a deep breath, and thrust the spear out with all his strength.

The wolf monster dodged the fatal blow nimbly and scratched the soldier's arm with its claws.

Blood oozed out, staining his sleeves red, but the soldier gritted his teeth, did not utter a cry of pain, and continued to hold the spear tightly, preparing for the next attack.

Seeing this, the other soldiers in the phalanx pointed their spears at the evil wolf monster and shouted in unison, trying to intimidate it.

However, the evil wolf monster was not afraid at all, but instead pounced towards the phalanx even more ferociously.

Several evil wolf monsters worked together to break up the phalanx, and the soldiers fell to the ground.

The evil wolf monster took the opportunity to pounce on the fallen soldiers, and several soldiers were bitten in an instant, screaming.

At this time, a middle-aged officer shouted loudly: "Don't panic, regroup! Maintain formation!"

Under his command, the soldiers suppressed their fear and pain and struggled to re-form into a phalanx.

But the attacks of the evil wolf monsters continued like a tide, and the soldiers gradually became unable to cope.

……

As the days passed, the entire Douluo Continent fell into chaos and war.

"Hahaha, I'm finally done. I only have one final test left to become the Evil God."

Du Bu Si looked at the prompt that he had completed the eighth test and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

He took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and began the ninth test.

In an instant, a powerful and evil force tightly enveloped his consciousness, as if dragging him into an endless dark abyss.

Du Bu Si felt a black screen before his eyes, and when he regained his vision, he found himself in a sea of blood.

Waves of blood surged, emitting a disgusting fishy smell. The sky was covered with dark clouds, and black lightning raged in the clouds, striking down from time to time, hitting the sea of blood and splashing high columns of blood.

"Is this the beginning of the ninth test..." Du Bu Si muttered to himself, his voice sounding particularly empty in this strange space.

Suddenly, countless twisted arms stretched out from beneath the sea of blood, clawing at Du Bu Si. Veins bulged from these arms, nails sharp as knives, and a chilling aura emanated.

Du Bu Si frowned, and a layer of dark green poisonous mist surged around his body, sweeping towards those arms.

The arms that came into contact with the poisonous mist began to rot instantly, making a sizzling sound, but more arms continued to emerge from the sea of blood.

Those twisted arms were like a group of crazy demons. Regardless of the corrosiveness of the poisonous fog, they kept rushing towards Du Bu Si.

Finally, several arms successfully grabbed Du Bu Si's body. Some grabbed his shoulders, some wrapped around his legs, and dragged him into the sea of blood.

Du Bu Si struggled hard, trying to break free from the restraints of these arms. He madly released poisonous mist, trying to corrode all the arms around him.

However, the power of the arm was too strong and endless, and his struggle seemed futile.

As his body was dragged into the sea of blood bit by bit, the disgusting fishy smell became stronger and stronger, almost choking him to death.

The moment Du Bu Si's body was completely submerged in the sea of blood, an evil and cold force, like countless tiny insects, madly drilled into his body through his pores.

This force rushed through his meridians, trying to break through his soul power defenses and completely devour his consciousness.

Du Bu Si felt as if his soul was being roasted on fire and was in great pain.

At this moment when both the soul and the body were suffering, Du Bu Si's consciousness fell into extreme confusion.

Countless negative emotions surged into his heart like a tide; fear, despair, and pain intertwined together, almost drowning his remaining sanity.

He seemed to be in a chaotic sea of darkness, surrounded by an endless vortex of nothingness and pain. The fearful memories that had been suppressed deep in his heart now swarmed out like hideous demons, constantly gnawing at his mind.

Du Bu Si's body was shaking violently, and every nerve was transmitting unbearable pain, as if countless sharp blades were cutting his soul and flesh at the same time.

The evil power from the sea of blood seemed to have found an outlet. It rushed into his body like a turbulent undercurrent and rushed into his meridians wantonly. Wherever it went, the meridians were broken and his soul power collapsed like loose sand.

Just when Du Bu Si thought he was going to die, his body began to reshape itself.

During this painful process of reshaping, Du Bu Si's consciousness was also thoroughly baptized by the power of the evil god.

Those negative emotions of fear, despair, and pain, like the remaining snow in the sun, quickly melted away in the ocean of evil god's power.

What replaced it was an absolute coldness, a crazy obsession with power, and a contempt for and desire to control everything in the world.

Finally, the reshaping process led by the power of the evil god was completed.

Du Bu Si slowly opened his eyes, and his original pupils were completely occupied by a deep purple-black light.

He was suspended above the sea of blood, and the evil aura emanating from his body was like a materialized black flame, burning fiercely, stirring up the surrounding sea of blood into turbulent waves. The blood waves rose into the sky, as if worshiping the newly born evil god.

At this moment, Du Bu Si has successfully transformed and become a true evil god.

Du Bu Si spread out the huge black wings that had grown behind him at some point in time. The wings were covered with mysterious runes. As the runes flashed, they emitted an aura of destruction.

The next second, Du Bu Si returned to the secret room.

(End of this chapter)