The Evil Soul Master is actually myself

"When I first saw the Blood Cocoon, I realized it was a great opportunity for me. And the abyssal blood energy was so pure that it was the purest I had ever seen in my life. Now I finally have time to figure it out properly," Su Ming thought to himself.

Reconstructing the core of Qi and Blood requires a vast and pure amount of Qi and Blood, and the blood obtained from the Abyss Blood Battle just meets the requirements. Besides, my sister is also in the process of constructing the Heart of the True Ancestor, and she also needs a massive amount of Qi and Blood.

Before Su Ming left, Su Xuan'er had already exhausted the blood reserves in the Blood God Wings, and her cultivation was declining step by step. Of course, her foundation was becoming more and more solid, and her combat power was further enhanced.

Su Ming pondered, wanting to carefully study the blood and qi purified by the will of the abyss. If there were no problems, he would collect a massive amount of blood and qi before leaving and bring it home, allowing his sister to rise to the top in one step. Then, within a year, she would have a trump card.

"I still don't have much of a clue about the spiritual energy construction method of the Qi and Blood Core. It requires countless experiments. This is where the Blood Cocoon comes in handy." With that thought, Su Ming activated the Evil God Domain.

The void roared, layers of dark mist spread out, thick clouds contained a destructive aura, and streaks of blood-red lightning drifted by. A burial ground of bones emerged, and an ominous and calamistic aura emanated from the deep world, instantly enveloping more than thirty blood cocoons.

Endless evil energy surged into the blood cocoons, and the crystalline blood cocoons seemed to adapt well to this energy, responding joyfully and continuously devouring it.

A moment later, even Su Mingxiong's powerful soul force seemed to be straining.

However, the thirty-odd blood cocoons had already been refined by the evil god's domain, and each of the crystal-clear blood-red giant eggs was now covered with wisps of purple patterns.

Su Ming slightly dispersed his spiritual power and sensed more than thirty evil and twisted souls. They were wailing in pain. Upon delving deeper, he discovered that their flesh and blood bodies were distorted, and their demonic blood was mixed with purple evil energy, as if they wanted to transform into bloodlines that were of the same origin as his evil god blood.

He was taken aback, a strange feeling rising in his heart, as if these thirty-odd blood cocoons were nurturing his offspring.

"Damn, this can't be!" Su Ming shook his head and quickly sensed it. Fortunately, he realized that the true nature of this demonic blood mixed with purple evil energy was actually just the taint of his power aura, and it was far from being the blood of an evil god.

At this moment, Su Ming recalled some legends from the Main God Space: in the place where a true dragon dwells, the supreme bloodline will involuntarily erode any living creature around it, so that all things will have a trace of dragon blood and the potential to transform into dragons. Whether it is scaled beasts, medicinal herbs and trees, or even the earth energy of mountains, they will all passively become the true dragon's followers.

This includes the Daoist temples of immortals and great supernatural beings, where their own aura evolves into a blessed land, and the pure spiritual energy awakens the wisdom of all things, leading them onto the pure and natural path of cultivation.

"I never thought I'd reach this level." Su Ming was overjoyed. His body still appeared to be human, but in reality, he had undergone multiple transformations. When he encountered a compatible species, his aura spread, and he was directly assimilated into a familiar.

"It seems that this Abyss still needs careful management. Now that the God Realm is under Tang San's control, becoming a god will be extremely difficult. But if he becomes the lord of the Abyss, unifies the thirteen planes, and establishes a retinue, he might not be afraid of the behemoth that is the God Realm. What is this? Encircling the city from the countryside?!"

Su Ming had some ideas. He had originally planned to leave after passing the test, but now he could also become the Lord of the Abyss.

"Crackling...gurgling..."

A chilling sound emanated from within the thirty-odd blood cocoons, and the translucent membranes began to twist, as if a demonic fetus was struggling inside, turning into uneven, irregular blood cocoons.

Seeing the transformation begin, Su Ming quickly focused his mind and sent out dozens of spiritual senses to observe the various changes in the blood cocoon's advancement. He wondered what the demon, which had been infused with the most evil energy, would transform into.

Inside the first blood cocoon was a great demon that had begun to undergo a racial mutation. Its flesh gradually melted into a bloody puddle of meat, adorned with endless, star-like fragments of bone.

Then it reformed its form. This transformation was terrifying and painful. The flesh oozed out clear, bright blood, and brilliant light intertwined. One after another, demonic truth runes intertwined. It was the most intense rebirth, and the Great Dao and genes were revealed.

Su Ming's eyes were sharp as he scanned each bloodline rune, some complete and some incomplete. This step was precisely to break the old body and reforge the demonic body.

He observed more than thirty blood cocoons at the same time, and gradually sketched a majestic gene tree in his heart, full of demonic energy and profound evil.

However, this demon gene tree was incomplete, with its main trunk and roots severely damaged, not to mention its branches and leaves, which were completely gone, making it look like a round piece of wood.

"I understand now, this is the secret of the demon's infinite evolution." Su Ming looked surprised. He felt that the gene tree was very familiar, and he also recognized some of the runes.

After a moment of verification, he realized that these were the endless Dao patterns in the Origin Inheritance. Even the infinite wild tree of the Calamity World was composed of this demon's gene chain.

"No wonder the world of calamity is changing so rapidly and abnormally; it turns out it has borrowed the secrets of the abyss." Su Ming's face was excited; his spiritual energy construction method was essentially based on the evolution of infinite wildness.

Now that we have obtained the blueprint directly, it is likely that not only the construction method of the Qi and Blood Core, but also the construction method of the Spirit Core can be created here in the abyss.

The terror of the abyss lies on this gene tree, which gathers all the genes from countless ages, including those that have mutated, come from abroad, and are native to the earth. Each of them is intertwined and derived from one another, perhaps to the point that a single tree can become a forest or a sea.

Su Ming suspected that the gene tree evolved from all the species in the abyss, and although it was lush, it might not be complete.

"Every demon is marked with a primitive genetic tree by the will of the abyss from birth. As it grows, the genetic tree will gradually evolve. This is the truth of evolution. Killing and plundering can also complete one's own genetic tree, thus achieving racial advancement."

He observed several blood cocoons and surprisingly discovered some familiar purple patterns emerging from the endless runes.

Su Ming's expression changed immediately: "I only used the [Evil God Domain] to cleanse the blood cocoon once, and yet the Abyss has imprinted this kind of gene on me."

Feeling uneasy, he quickly summoned a mid-level demon enslaved by a servant of an evil god, extracted a portion of its demonic blood, and activated its bloodline power. He suddenly discovered that some unique purple runes had also appeared on its body.

Su Ming pondered that if this kind of demon were to reproduce for several more generations, it might no longer be afraid of his evil god domain, and might even become completely immune.

"This kind of genetic mutation and adaptability is truly terrifying. No wonder demons can still survive in the dead world of calamity. How can those catastrophic and bizarre events restrain demons? Faced with a world-destroying poison, demons can evolve antibodies in just a few generations."

Su Ming sighed.

Although he had some genes imprinted on him by the abyss, he didn't care much. The hidden danger that would only take effect after several generations was still far away now. Besides, he had more than just the Evil God Domain. The Evil God Domain would also continuously transform and evolve as his cultivation improved.

Several generations? No, perhaps the realm of evil gods will change drastically in a few years.

"Wait, something's not right..." Su Ming repeatedly activated the true blood of this mid-level Blade Demon, only to be surprised to find that he had absolute control over these purple runes and could strip them away at will.

Of course, once stripped of these powers, this corrupted Blade Demon would suffer a genetic collapse, turning into nothing more than a writhing mass of flesh and blood.

"In that case, even if demons evolve through genes for several generations, I can easily recruit demons containing my rune factors as my followers as soon as I arrive?" Su Ming pondered.

This would be quite advantageous. If, after evolution, a demon race based on his rune factor were to emerge in the Abyss, then no matter when Su Ming returns to the Abyss, he would automatically become the patriarch and supreme king of that demon race.

Races like the Balrog and Succubus, which have enjoyed enduring power, would automatically gain the rank of Abyss Lord if their creators were still alive, simply by entering the Abyss.

This is a great cause and effect, a great blessing for the Abyss. Of course, the source creatures that provide the factors are not that strong, and the races they create cannot survive in the Abyss. They are gradually eliminated by the gene tree and end up gathering dust in some corner. Even if those source creatures come to the Abyss, they are of no use.

"What is this? Compensation?" Su Ming sneered, seemingly gazing at the dim sky. It all depends on luck. The genes of a strong person don't necessarily lead to becoming a powerful abyss clan early on. Cost-effectiveness is the primary factor.

The Abyss Will bestows the authority to rule the newly mutated demon race upon the Gene Source Master as a deal to absorb genes, which is not bad. However, it is a ruthless act of acting first and asking questions later, which Su Ming is unwilling to accept.

Moreover, once this gene enters the abyss, Su Ming is no longer the true master. He digests it first and then grants Su Ming authority. There is a layer between them, so Su Ming can only be considered the emperor.

If one were to commit a destructive act against the Abyss, this authority would be immediately revoked, and one would lose all control over one's followers.

“However, I possess the status of an ancestor.” Su Ming sensed a crystal-clear purple bead floating within the vast purplish-red blood and qi in his body, exuding an inexplicable and immense majesty.

The progenitor is the source of all bloodlines and possesses a certain conceptual power. As long as his cultivation is high enough, he can truly contend with the will of the abyss. Once he turns against us, he will directly tear apart this concept, and even if there are genes, they will not be able to evolve into the demon race.

This means we now have a countermeasure.

'Pfft, pfft!'

The blood cocoon gradually transformed. Because it was eroded by the evil god's domain, it seemed to be mutating in a direction closer to Su Ming's martial soul true form, the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger. He also happened to be using the blood cocoon to practice his Dao techniques.

One of the blood cocoons began to condense its flesh and blood, slowly forming a demon with black wings and a scorpion-like tail. It resembled a human in appearance, but possessed the demon's unique hooves and black flame claws, making it quite ugly.

In no time at all, the demon's genes collapsed, causing it to explode. The blood cocoon shattered, spilling out a large amount of thick, disgusting, dark red mucus with a foul stench.

Su Ming didn't care and continued to use blood cocoons to shape his own kin. Unfortunately, most of them failed, and the rest formed a bunch of misfits, monsters that would never be qualified to advance.

Those demons that had mutated were filled with twisted souls, and Su Ming wiped them out with a single slap.

He then infused the blood and qi he had collected from these blood cocoons into a dozen or so low-level demons, allowing them to continue forming cocoons and conducting another experiment.

This kind of behavior can be described as devilish; after all, demons are inherently destructive and are not good people.

Pfft! Pfft!

Watching the twisted humanoid demon with its abdomen bulging like a pill furnace turn to ashes, Su Ming's eyes were deep as he sighed and said, "I failed again. It seems that I still didn't give it enough genes."

He originally wanted to artificially select genes and create a demon race based on his own genes, thus saving the useless effort of several generations, or even hundreds of generations, of natural evolution. Unfortunately, he was too hasty and failed.

The high-ranking demons and even mid-ranking demons around him, who had already gathered their armies, were trembling with fear.

Su Ming glanced at the army of 15,000 demons surrounding him and smiled with relief, "Alright, it's time to pay the blood tax."

A massive army marched on, sweeping everything in its path.

Gradually, when they arrived at the location of the Mother of Creep, they found an army of 20,000 demons, more than a dozen high-level demons, and hundreds of mid-level demons. It was a vast army with generals as numerous as clouds and mages as plentiful as rain.

Among the various forces that came to participate in the Blood Tax Conference, it was able to squeeze into the top ten, which made many demons take notice.

Little did Su Ming know, he was also deeply shocked by the grand scene.

On a vast, boundless, blood-red wasteland, the ground beneath one's feet seemed ominous, stained with dark red blood. Upon closer inspection, it appeared to be writhing, and stepping on it would draw blood, the sensation like sinking into a swamp.

At this moment, a continuous stream of demons surged in from all directions, including the demon lords of the seventeen towns, three hundred and sixty wandering high-ranking demons, and countless low-ranking demons.

At a glance, there were millions of people. If there were more than ten thousand, it would be a sea of ​​people. The massive army of millions gathered together was like a demonic ocean. Moreover, these demons were huge and strangely shaped, several times more spectacular than the sea.

Even more awe-inspiring than this is the majestic, supreme figure in the center. No matter how many demons there are, they cannot conceal His body. He stands like a massive mountain range across the blood-red, barren plain.

It was a grayish-white worm covered in a sticky liquid, with dense blood buds spreading from every ring of its body, making it look like an indescribable evil god.

This image reminded Su Ming of the Slug Sage from Shikkotsu Forest in Naruto, only a mutated version.

"How am I supposed to challenge this kind of abyss lord?" Su Ming smiled wryly. Enemies with enormous size are the most difficult to deal with. Even without supernatural abilities, their sheer size is enough to crush any creature.

He had privately asked a high-ranking Flame Demon, and the Balo Flame Demon King, who ruled the first layer of the abyss, was only a few dozen feet tall. Su Ming's release of his Martial Soul True Body might not be any smaller than that.

This wriggling mother is truly incredible.

Chapter 292 Enmity

Su Ming climbed to a high place and looked at the huge, gray-white worm that resembled a mountain range. It was coiled up in a circle, as if it were wrapped around something, and it vaguely reflected a crimson glow.

Looking around, he saw it: an endless, deep pool of blood, about the size of a valley or lake, with a viscous, scarlet liquid flowing through it, its bottom invisible.

Suddenly, as if there was a tremor, a vast expanse of auspicious clouds burst forth, like a volcanic eruption, with scorching lava shooting into the sky and crimson clouds illuminating the heavens.

As Su Ming stood on the blood-red earth, he felt a vast and powerful force brewing beneath his feet, ready to erupt at any moment and burn the millions of demons above to ashes.

"What is this?" He was sweating profusely and quickly reached out to grab a high-level demon.

"Master, that is the [Demon Blood Pool]. As long as a large amount of vital energy is invested, demons can be born. We were all born from there," the eight-armed snake demon replied respectfully.

"So that's how it is. The blood tax was prepared to breed new demons?" Su Ming suddenly realized.

"Yes, in fact, each level of the abyss has a main blood pool and more than a dozen secondary blood pools. Even if the main blood pool is left unattended, a large number of demons will automatically emerge from it every year. It is suspected that they are formed from countless souls and are connected to the River Styx."

“Secondary blood pools are not suitable. They are usually established by demon lords who pray to the great abyss. They have no self-generating ability and must constantly invest a large amount of blood and energy to maintain their existence and create demons, unless the River Styx is diverted to spread out a tributary to merge with the blood pool.”

As the eight-armed serpent demon explained, he said enviously, "Establishing a secondary blood pool greatly helps the evolution of a demon lord. Only those who control a secondary blood pool are qualified to be called lords, and only those who possess a blood pool that draws water from the branches of the Styx can become the Abyss Lord who rules the first level."

"Unfortunately, the Styx River has been hidden since ancient times, and now the Abyss's regeneration ability relies entirely on the [Main Blood Pool]."

"Oh, because the secondary blood pools need blood and qi to maintain themselves, the [Blood Tax] mechanism is built on top of the secondary blood pools. Each blood pool is like a small troop camp." Su Ming thought to himself, "Wow, that's amazing."

This provides the foundation for the demon lord's rule.

"So paying the blood tax means providing the wriggling worm mother with blood and energy, right? Is this blood pool a [secondary blood pool]?" Su Ming asked in confusion, sensing an energy from it that was even more vast and boundless than that of a true god.

If this were only a secondary blood pool, he would have turned and left without saying a word.

The eight-armed serpent demon said dejectedly, "If this is only a secondary blood pool, then among so many of our demon lords and high-ranking demons, who would be controlled by the Mother of Creeping? This is the only main blood pool in this abyss."

"The wriggling matriarch who rules this abyss is special. She was promoted from the Blood Pool Protector. Blood Pool Protectors are generally demons that live alongside the Blood Pool. They are slow-moving, have low intelligence, and their strength is barely passable."

"Any mid-level demon could kill it. Its only purpose is to protect the newly born demons in the main blood pool from being greedily devoured by low-level demons from the outside world, and to maintain a certain level of protection for future attacks."

Upon hearing this, Su Ming's heart skipped a beat. He vaguely knew the key to breaking through the Seventh Divine Trial.