The Evil Soul Master is actually myself

All the Soul Masters of the Clear Sky Sect were alarmed. They all looked up at the sky and stared in horror at the huge black hand that covered the sky and cast shadows that enveloped the entire mountain range.

Rumble!

The mountaintop shook violently, countless rocks fell, and the sprawling palaces collapsed. A deep and clear handprint appeared on the wide plaza, and many disciples of the Haotian Sect coughed up blood and fainted.

Su Ming was very careful with his strength. He didn't want to kill innocent people indiscriminately. He only wanted to intimidate the disciples of Haotian Sect and then absorb some of the surrender faction to enslave the loyalists.

"You audacious madman! If it weren't for our elders being outside, how could we tolerate your arrogance?" a Haotian Sect disciple shouted, his voice stern but his tone weak.

"This is the Haotian Sect. The attacking enemy has thought it through. Once our sect leader returns, you'll be in deep trouble."

"Our clan has at least a dozen titled Douluo. You won't have anywhere to hide then!" The Tang clan members shouted in unison, trying to bolster their courage.

Su Ming scoffed, descending from the sky and standing in the center. He surveyed the scattered, heavily injured disciples around him and laughed, "Threatening me with the elders? Don't you know who I am?!"

Upon hearing this, the Soul Saint prodigy staggered to his feet, looked closely, and then exclaimed in horror, "You...you are Su Ming?!"

Clearly, this Soul Saint genius was a core disciple of the sect and had heard about the actions of the elders. He was somewhat shocked to see the victim in this state.

"Damn it, if this fiend is here, where are the sect leaders, elders, and other high-ranking members of the sect?" Tang Sheng thought to himself, a sense of foreboding rising in his heart.

Seeing their leader remain silent, the Tang family members around them sensed something was amiss. One of them said in a trembling voice, "And who are you? Our Haotian Sect has never offended you. Why are you invading our homeland?"

Su Ming sneered, "Never offended me?! Heh, all the elders of your Haotian Sect came out to deal with me. Today is just a matter of settling scores."

Having said that, in order to increase his persuasiveness, he took out a disheveled figure that was bound from the demiplane, which fell to the ground as soon as it appeared.

This time, after crushing the Haotian Sect, Su Ming did not want to commit further bloodshed. The titled Douluo who besieged him deserved to die, and there was no need to kill too many of their disciples. He could simply enslave them with the Evil God Domain.

As expected, after the elder of the Haotian Sect fell out, everyone looked closely and exclaimed in surprise.

"Second Uncle?!"

"grandfather?"

"Elder, how did you get like this? What about the Sect Master and the other elders?"

Tang Sheng's ominous premonition grew stronger and stronger.

The Haotian Sect elder, who had been forced to kneel down under Su Ming's watch, turned away in shame upon hearing this, remaining silent.

Su Ming sneered, "All the high-ranking members of your Haotian Sect are dead. It's not surprising that those who kill will be killed in return. I'm here to eliminate any future threats. I won't kill anyone who surrenders!"

"How could this be?!"

"I don't believe it. How could anyone in the world kill more than a dozen Title Douluos? This little thief must have faked his death to escape and take advantage of the elders' absence to humiliate us!"

Upon hearing this news, most people were suddenly speechless, their expressions immediately becoming blank and dejected. Of course, there were also some die-hard fans who roared in anger, refusing to believe it.

"Shut up!" Su Ming was too lazy to talk to these people, so he decisively took action and unleashed the Evil God Domain. A continuous stream of thick black mist overflowed, and ominous and calamity power flowed, actually enveloping the entire mountain range. This was the work of a powerful being.

呲呲!

Boundless black mist overflowed, instantly corroding all the disciples of the Haotian Sect present. Evil energy continuously entered their bodies, and even a prodigy like Tang Sheng was forced to release the Haotian Hammer to resist.

Unfortunately, the effect was minimal. All that could be seen were the gleaming dark gold hammers in the darkness, which, in addition to the original black and red magic patterns, were now engraved with purple rune imprints.

"Ah!!" Someone couldn't bear the invasion of their soul's essence and cried out in pain.

Upon seeing this, the elder of the Haotian Sect hurriedly said in fear, "Evil God Douluo, could you please forgive our disciples? They have never been involved in this matter."

Upon hearing this, Su Ming was surprised, suddenly hearing the name "Evil God Douluo." He then realized that it referred specifically to himself, and thought to himself, "Evil God Douluo? The name is not bad." He then ignored it.

The elders of the Haotian Sect pleaded desperately, but Su Ming remained indifferent as he imprinted the mark into everyone's essence.

While he may not indiscriminately kill innocent people, it is hard to guarantee that these Haotian Sect disciples will remember his hatred for killing a group of elders and then, disregarding reason, angrily resolve to take revenge.

After all, these elders and disciples were all related by blood, so to be on the safe side, Su Ming marked them all with the mark of the Evil God Domain and enslaved them, just in case.

They could even reveal the truth and blame it on Tang San's ancestor from ten thousand years ago, as well as the two sect leaders, the Azure Bull Python and the Titan Giant Ape, for attracting the earth.

Perhaps, in the end, all the hatred of these loyal followers and disciples will turn against Tang San.

In truth, Tang San could only be considered half a member of the Clear Sky Sect, not to mention the two sect leaders. Moreover, ten thousand years had passed, and their feelings had long since dissipated. Su Ming estimated that if he released the Clear Sky Sect elders back, they might break with the Sea God and stop interfering in worldly affairs.

Unfortunately, the situation was urgent at the time, and everyone was already in a frenzy of killing. They didn't dare to let anyone out to gamble on the other side letting go of their hatred, and they were even more afraid that if the aftermath wasn't handled well, it would affect their relatives and friends.

"I'm in so much pain, damn it, if I escape I will definitely take revenge on you."

Someone was yelling, but Su Ming ignored them.

What good are such die-hard loyalists? Their lives are in the hands of others. After years of training, when the truth of the battle is revealed, they will dare not speak out, and may even blame Tang San.

After several generations, the Haotian Sect will be completely integrated into the Forgotten River Path, and may become a major martial soul inheritance lineage.

Therefore, Su Ming did not erase the intelligence of these people, but only imposed control measures on them.

Before long, everyone in the Haotian Sect was under control, and Su Ming was able to enter the sect to loot it, seizing dozens of ten-thousand-year soul bones, seven or eight thousand-year soul bones, and several secret techniques.

As for why there are fewer thousand-year soul bones than ten-thousand-year soul bones, it's because the chance of a thousand-year soul beast condensing a soul bone is extremely low.

The several secret manuals were none other than the Great Sumeru Hammer (Exploding Rings), the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique, and records of some application techniques and soul skill combinations of the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul, as well as some ancient secrets.

Su Ming didn't have time to examine or count these things carefully. Countless treasures and rare materials in the Haotian Sect were all taken away. The foundation of the sect, which had lasted for tens of thousands of years, left him speechless.

The last few movable assets that Su Ming couldn't move made him secretly feel sorry for them. They were the simulated cultivation rooms that had been accumulated and polished for tens of thousands of years. Even a super Douluo of the offensive type would achieve remarkable results by cultivating inside them.

"Once the Sky City project is completed, we'll build houses here and incorporate them into the floating city. Oh, and the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well too. Since we've already offended the Sea God Tang San, we might as well go all the way and move everything away."

Su Ming secretly vowed that these were things that the still shallow Wangchuan Path could not build in a short time, but fortunately there were ready-made goods.

The Haotian Sect disciples around them watched with grim expressions as Su Ming emptied their entire foundation and looted their homeland.

Finally, Su Ming looked at the nearly one thousand disciples of the Haotian Sect. Of course, these were just Soul Masters who had awakened their Soul Power and embarked on the path of cultivation. As for the ordinary Tang family, their population was even greater, numbering in the tens of thousands.

"This is troublesome. If we make them relocate, it will cause too much noise. And if we don't keep a close watch on them, there's a high chance that those Tang family members who have no cultivation will sneak away, spread their branches, and come back to seek revenge on the River of Oblivion," Su Ming pondered.

He only branded and enslaved the Soul Masters of the Clear Sky Sect, so this was bound to happen.

"Fine, the undead demiplane is big enough anyway, I can just swallow it all up." Su Ming simply opened up the undead demiplane and took tens of thousands of people into it. He prepared a lot of food inside and also plundered a lot from the Haotian Sect.

That's enough to cover the expenses of tens of thousands of people for a month.

Speaking of which, Tang Wutong has also been imprisoned inside, but Su Ming has other plans.

After dealing with the Haotian Sect, Su Ming took to the air again and flew eastward. This time, he was going to the Tianhun Empire to annex the Body Sect first.

The Sun Moon Empire and the Holy Spirit Cult will be dealt with last.

Having eaten the blood-soaked bun from the Haotian Sect, Su Ming developed a great interest in the ruined temple at the mountain.

After two days and two nights of non-stop travel, we finally arrived at the headquarters of the Body Sect of the Heavenly Soul Empire.

Su Ming learned this from the two Title Douluos of the Body Sect he captured; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to find the Body Sect, which was extremely well hidden.

It was a mountain range deep within a continuous poisonous miasma, permeated with dark green blood poison. Any living being that ventured in would be dissolved within it, making this place within the Heavenly Soul Empire even more mysterious.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be the location of the Body Sect's headquarters.

Of course, occupying one place for a long time will eventually be discovered, so the location of the Body Sect is always changing. It can be in Tianhun, Douling, or Xingluo.

As they approached this place, Su Ming became more cautious.

This is because the defenses of the Body Sect are different from those of the Haotian Sect, which merely uses natural barriers to isolate itself from the mortal world.

The former created two great protective treasures for the mountain. One was made from the bodies of the ancestors who were the main body of the martial souls of the past generations. After their deaths, their huge bodies were buried together and gradually accumulated to form a hundred-headed giant that was a mountain range when still and a thousand hands and arms when moving.

Both of them used the spirits of their ancestors as the material for their martial souls, and their vast spiritual seas after death continuously merged to form a magnificent sea of ​​the mind, which perpetually nourished the Corpse Mountain Range.

The Corpse Mountain Range is the reason why the Body Sect can move around at will, while the Sea of ​​the Mind has another wonderful use. It is the central brain, complementing the mountain range and controlling its power.

These are all similar to the foundation of Shrek's Golden Tree, working together, and with the Douluo within the sect presiding, they possess demigod-like power.

Unfortunately, now that all the high-ranking officers have been wiped out, it is unknown how much power they can still exert.

After a moment's thought, Su Ming decided that he didn't need to be too afraid, as delay might lead to unforeseen changes, so he made a decisive move.

Rumble!

The mountains, shrouded in dark green poisonous clouds, suddenly shook violently, and the tremors caused an explosion.

A massive black hand descended, covering the sky and pressing down.

Chapter 304 Pacifying the Four Directions

The immense power spread out, and the sky seemed to collapse. The members of the Body Sect, who were hiding in the vast poisonous fog, couldn't help but look up and see a black hand covering the entire mountain range.

"Who is invading the Body Sect?!" someone inside shouted.

Before he could finish speaking, the mountain range began to shake and tremble, the pervasive dark green poisonous fog was forcibly dispersed, and thick, heavy clouds spilled out.

Rumble!

Su Ming forcefully stormed in. After much thought, he decided that there was no need to be too cautious in dealing with the strength of the Body Sect; overwhelming them with force would suffice, and he would finish them off quickly before they could react.

The tranquil environment of the deep mountains and forests was shattered in an instant. Rolling black clouds surged from the sky. Su Ming unleashed the Evil God Domain, and a layer of eerie light bloomed, enveloping the mountain range. Immediately, a cold wind howled, and ghosts and gods wailed, as if they had fallen into the underworld.

"It's you? Su Ming?" The people from the Body Sect reacted quickly. A young man rushed over first and exclaimed in surprise when he saw Su Ming.

Then, unexpectedly, the young man, whose body was as clear as jade and radiated a shimmering light, turned around and tried to escape back to his camp.

Long Aotian secretly groaned. He knew about the sect leader and other high-ranking members' plans. Now that he saw Su Ming, he understood that something had happened to the sect leader, and the worst-case scenario was that he might have died in battle.

Su Ming was surprised to see this. He leaped up and charged like a humanoid Tyrannosaurus Rex, crushing through the mountains and forests. In an instant, he caught up with Long Aotian and reached out to grab him.

"Mountain-splitting axe!" Upon hearing the sweeping force of the storm, the young man knew he was out of time and turned to defend himself. His arms glowed with silver light, melting into a heavy axe that slashed at Su Ming.

Clang!

A powerful explosion echoed, and a vast surge of energy swept in all directions. Silver-white and dark black intertwined, and all the ancient pines in the mountains were uprooted and shattered in mid-air. All the strange rocks were reduced to dust.

Long Aotian was covered in bruises and looked miserable. His hands were twisted irregularly, and Su Ming easily grabbed him, holding him like a chick in his hand.

Just then, some Soul Masters from the Body Sect's territory rushed out, shouting, "Let's see who dares to be so bold as to invade our sect!"

But when they saw their young sect leader being subdued by the newcomers, they were shocked and hesitated to attack.

"The Poison Undying is gone. Does your Body Sect want to be buried with him?" Su Ming sneered, glancing at the Body Martial Soul Masters surrounding him.

"What?! The sect leader, he..." The Soul Masters of the Body Sect, who were in the midst of the shock and change, were suddenly struck by this terrible news and were speechless for a moment.

"Impossible! No one in the world can kill the sect leader!" someone roared, his eyes bloodshot, his body bulging as he prepared to attack.

"Ma Datou, don't act rashly!" someone else exclaimed, trying to stop him. "The young sect leader is still in his hands."

Su Ming's expression was indifferent as he looked at this familiar scene. Just as he was about to take out the Title Douluo of the Body Sect to intimidate them, Long Aotian in his hand suddenly spoke.