Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul is the Black Dragon, I am the Lord of the Gods

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Deep within the Demon Forest, at its core.

In a distorted space constructed entirely of spiritual power, a colossal will slowly awakens. The Evil Eye Tyrant—the Evil Emperor—receives a faint yet urgent distress signal from the Sun and Moon Imperial City.

"A deadly crisis?" A mental fluctuation mixed with doubt and impatience echoed in the space.

Throughout its long life, the so-called "cooperation" with the Sun and Moon royal family was more like a one-sided control, and the so-called "fatal crisis" never really happened.

With its monitoring of the Soul Master forces on the Sun Moon Continent, apart from that old guy in the royal family who was level 98, there were only four Title Douluo below level 95 on the entire continent. How could such a level of power possibly threaten the foundation of the royal family?

It instinctively wanted to ignore it. Changes in human regimes made no real difference to it; at worst, it would just spend some more time supporting a puppet ruler.

However, on second thought, if the current royal family were truly uprooted, its stable channel for collecting resources and absorbing soul power through the royal family over the years would be interrupted. Re-establishing, infiltrating, and controlling a new power would ultimately be a troublesome matter and would waste its precious cultivation time.

"Enough." A cold mental command came out, "Go and find out the truth, resolve the trouble, and bring back the provocateur's soul."

It didn't personally intervene, believing it was likely the royal family making a mountain out of a molehill, or perhaps they had encountered some foolish exiles from overseas. Sending a strong member of its clan would suffice.

On the outskirts of the Demon Forest, a colossal figure soared into the sky.

This is an evil-eyed tyrant with a cultivation level of 100,000 years. Its huge pupils shimmer with a dark purple light, and its powerful mental pressure distorts the surrounding air.

Among the Evil Eye Tyrant clan, a cultivation of 100,000 years is enough to make them stand out from the vast majority of soul beasts, and their terrifying mental power can easily crush the minds of soul masters of the same level.

In the eyes of the Evil Emperor, such power was enough to wipe out any known "trouble" on the Sun and Moon Continent.

After all, any potential threat to it was nipped in the bud by its own hands.

For countless years, every human genius who dared to venture deep into the Demon Forest in search of the ninth spirit ring has become nourishment for the forest.

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Above the Sun and Moon Imperial City.

The 100,000-year-old Evil Eye Tyrant arrived at an astonishing speed.

Its enormous single eye instantly locked onto Xuanming, which was suspended in the air.

The opponent did not release any spirit rings and kept their aura contained, but the pure and majestic dragon's aura could not be concealed.

There are no dragon soul beasts on the Sun and Moon Continent! Are these dragons from overseas?
"Outsider!" The 100,000-year-old Evil Eye Tyrant emitted a sharp mental fluctuation, carrying an arrogant and condescending tone. "This is the territory ruled by His Majesty the Evil Emperor! Immediately cease your provocative behavior, surrender, and come with me to see His Majesty, or else..."

However, it hadn't finished speaking.

Xuanming didn't even turn around; he merely glanced in its direction casually, just as he had glanced at the Grand Preceptor before.

There was no earth-shattering collision of soul power, only that familiar, extreme chill that seemed to freeze the soul descended in an instant!
The immense spiritual power of the 100,000-year-old Evil Eye Tyrant couldn't even form an effective defense. A look of disbelief and horror flashed across its huge pupils, and the next moment, it followed in the footsteps of that Grand Preceptor—along with the space around it, it was instantly frozen in an even larger and colder ice mountain!

The eerie purple light solidified within the ice, creating an strange and silent atmosphere. Xuanming gazed thoughtfully at the new "ice sculpture."

"A spirit beast with a spiritual attribute of 100,000 years... that's quite rare. It should be just right to bring it back to Nana."

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The core of the Demon Forest.

"Roar--!!!"

A terrifying spiritual roar, brimming with boundless rage and astonishment, suddenly erupted from the depths of the earth, instantly engulfing the entire Demon Forest! Countless soul beasts trembled and prostrated themselves on the ground under the roar.

Through mental connection, the Evil Emperor clearly "saw" his capable subordinate being instantly frozen! That wasn't a battle; that was... utter crushing defeat! It was complete and utter contempt!

Dragons! It was actually dragons! And they dared to so easily cripple one of their generals on their own territory!
This is no longer a simple provocation; it is a blatant trampling on the majesty of its evil-eyed tyrant ruler!
In its fury, the Evil Emperor's colossal form finally moved! Its enormous eye-shaped body, entwined with countless tentacles, burst through the earth, raising clouds of dust and debris. A malevolent mental storm, ten or even a hundred times more terrifying than the 100,000-year-old Evil Eye Tyrant, erupted from its center!
Its enormous single eye was fixed on the direction of the imperial city, and it charged forward with a speed that was almost like tearing through space, carrying a furious rage that could destroy everything!

At the edge of the forest, both Di Tian and the Demon Emperor sensed the terrifying evil energy rising into the sky.

"It's out!" Di Tianlong's eyes narrowed, and his dragon aura began to rise, preparing to flank the Evil Emperor from behind as planned and cut off his retreat.

"Wait." The Demon Emperor reached out to stop him, a strange glint in her cold, beautiful face. "Don't rush."

Di Tian frowned and looked at her.

The Demon Emperor gazed at the still calm black figure in the direction of the imperial city and slowly said, "Beings of our level all have their own dignity. That old monster, the Evil Emperor, is notoriously arrogant and tyrannical. Since it has come out in anger with a clear goal, if we intervene now, it will feel insulted and may even disregard everything."

She paused, a hint of inquiry and... a faint expectation flashing in her eyes: "Moreover, I also want to see with my own eyes just how powerful this lord is, who made her deceased husband willingly sacrifice himself and made you, Di Tiandu, willingly follow him."

Upon hearing this, a hint of worry flashed in Di Tian's dragon eyes, and he said in a deep voice, "I understand your thoughts. But this is exactly what I'm worried about! That old thing, the Evil Emperor, has an extremely volatile temper and is vindictive! If it fights Xuan Ming to the death and finds itself outmatched, given its nature, it is very likely that it will choose to self-destruct, taking its opponent down with it!"

His tone became extremely solemn: "The Evil Emperor's spiritual power is extremely strange and special. The power of its self-destruction is far beyond that of ordinary ferocious beasts! It has already touched the edge of the god level! Even if Xuanming is strong, if he is hit by the self-destruction of his spiritual essence at such close range, it is very likely that... to be honest, even I cannot withstand it."

The Demon Emperor's expression also changed slightly.

She was only interested in witnessing Xuanming's strength, but overlooked the Evil Emperor's insane nature. If that were the case, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Just as the two hesitated, in the distance, the enormous shadow that represented the Evil Emperor's true form, like a doomsday cloud, was already approaching the Sun and Moon Imperial City with a soul-tearing shriek!
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The Evil Emperor's colossal, mountain-like form, carrying overwhelming evil energy, surged above the Sun and Moon Imperial City. Its massive, single eye locked onto Xuan Ming, burning with raging purple flames. It didn't waste any words; for any being that dared to challenge its majesty, only utter annihilation remained!
“Buzz——!!!”

An invisible and intangible yet terrifying mental shockwave—a mental blast—spread out from the Evil Emperor like a ripple of destruction, engulfing Xuanming!
The space itself began to distort and blur under this pure spiritual power. Although the imperial city buildings below had activated a special defensive soul tool array to deal with the spiritual impact, many areas were still swept away by this invisible shockwave, as if by a hurricane. Glass shattered everywhere, and soul masters with lower cultivation levels even bled from their mouths and noses and fainted.

Faced with this pure and extreme mental attack, even Xuanming's icy blue eyes flashed with a hint of solemnity. The Evil Emperor's mental realm might not be as vast and stable as Di Tian's, but in terms of the purity, destructiveness, and unpredictability of his mental attack, as the peak of mental attributes, the Evil Eye Tyrant's power far surpassed that of Di Tian!

Xuanming's original plan was to lure it out and then try to "communicate" with it to see if it could "voluntarily" sacrifice itself, since saving some effort was always better. But he didn't expect the old monster to have such a fiery temper, attacking with deadly force right from the start.

Since that's the case, he couldn't be polite any longer. (End of Chapter)