The Evil Soul Master is actually myself

"Is it the time attribute of the Evil Eye Tyrant, or is it a regression of his own bloodline?" Su Ming pondered.

These two soul skills brought him great surprises. Su Ming was excited and casually dispelled the thick fog that covered the sky. The darkness faded away, and he returned to the Blood Pool of the Abyss. He became even more interested in the remaining two soul skills.

The third soul skill, [Seven Deadly Techniques of the Death God], surprised Su Ming slightly. He realized that it was a pure Death God technique, inherited from Elder Yi, and transformed by the rules of the Douluo Soul Ring.

When releasing a soul skill, a death scythe equivalent of a divine weapon will briefly materialize, followed by the use of the Seven Deadly Slashes to kill the enemy, each move stronger than the last, and without any side effects.

On the contrary, those who are hit will be suppressed by the rules, gradually severing their seven senses, such as sight, smell, and touch, and ultimately they will be at the mercy of others.

"This is the teacher's last gift," Su Ming sighed.

The last soul skill truly comes from the Evil Eye Tyrant, and is called: "Evil Emperor's Gaze - Endless Styx".

Seemingly evolved from the light of time and space, it is a supreme killing technique that attacks both the mind and the body. Once released, the victim is frozen in the void, subjected to the endless scouring and corrosion of the Styx River, and also possesses a kind of obliteration effect caused by spreading silver spiritual patterns, resulting in the annihilation of both body and mind.

After understanding it, Su Ming's eyes showed a different light. This soul skill was very powerful, and could be called a divine skill. It was comparable to the Golden Thirteen Halberds and the Seven Deadly Techniques of Death. However, it condensed all the power into one move, which was vast and unparalleled.

Even now, it takes him a long time to recover after using it once.

All four soul skills were exquisite, and Su Ming had demonstrated them several times, so he could barely be considered familiar with them.

"Sometimes I really envy the Martial Soul system. It doesn't require cultivation or enlightenment to master all sorts of soul skills," Su Ming sighed, realizing that his own martial arts required arduous training.

After sitting quietly for quite some time, Su Ming suddenly stood up and looked into the distance. The continuous blood mist forcefully invaded the border of his territory, and he could vaguely see a majestic and indistinct figure slowly approaching.

"The wriggling matriarch?" Su Ming's expression was indifferent as he decisively projected his spirit into his body.

A radiant silver-white primordial spirit, surrounded by a bright moon, resembled a figure from the moon palace, exuding an ethereal and immortal aura. The white-robed youth held a crystal-clear blue-purple pupil in his left hand and a scythe of death in his right.

Whoosh!

The primordial spirit gathers and disperses unpredictably, as light as nothing, and in an instant, it travels three thousand miles, suddenly arriving at the border of the calamity territory.

Su Ming stared in awe at the colossal body that blotted out the sky before him. The plump worm stood upright, its entire body grayish-white, and its slime left a wide trail on the barren earth behind it.

He planned to use the core of his primordial spirit to test the waters.

The next moment, the wriggling matriarch shocked Su Ming. His face showed a strange expression as he watched as the wriggling matriarch slowly moved her huge body and lay down on the barren land.

Rumble!

The earth trembled violently; even the slightest movement of this colossal creature could cause violent waves. A blood mist, obscuring the sky, billowed and churned.

"Great Lord of the Abyss... I submit to you."

The wriggling matriarch let out a long, mournful moan and respectfully laid her plump body down on the ground.

Su Ming caught the mental message and his expression turned strange.

He discovered that the other party was genuinely surrendering, with low intelligence, roughly equivalent to a six or seven-year-old child, and was simply begging him to let Him guard the Blood Pool of the Abyss Lord.

"You mean, you never intended to rule the Abyss, and you only killed the various demon lords in anger because they were using the Blood Pool excessively?" Su Ming was surprised to hear the worm's explanation.

Then he realized that it made sense; unless the demon lord of this abyss was deliberately courting death, the wriggling worms wouldn't bother with them.

Su Ming was suspicious and decided to follow the Mother of Creeping to the main blood pool in the abyss to pledge allegiance to her through a blood oath.

A moment later, he actually appeared by the vast blood lake, released the will of the abyss, and branded the blood pool with his own mark.

Then he was surprised to find that the wriggling matriarch really did not stop it.

Then Su Ming felt a strange sensation, as if he had taken control of the blood pool and possessed the power to kill or take the life of the majestic writhing matriarch beside him.

Just as he had absolute control over the blood pool protectors that accompanied him in that pool of Styx blood.

"Well, I won't be staying in the Abyss permanently anyway, so having a Blood Pool Protector at the God Realm level to guard it makes me feel more at ease," Su Ming thought to himself.

He commanded the Mother of Creep to guard the main blood pool and to prevent any demons from entering, thus maintaining the existing rules.

Subsequently, Su Ming's primordial spirit left this place and instantly returned to his physical body, transforming into a ray of immortal light that streaked across the sky and disappeared into his body.

Glug glug~

The blood pool beside me was still boiling, with blood cocoons floating and sinking inside.

Su Ming opened his eyes, sensed for a moment, and then a look of relief appeared on his face. "Almost there, almost there, just waiting for it to be conceived..."

Suddenly, the boy realized a serious problem: if Old Yi were to conceive a baby, wouldn't he have to be a stay-at-home dad for a while?

Moreover, Yi Lao was like a teacher or elder to him. If a newborn asked him how to address him, he would have to ask.

"Never mind, we'll talk about it later." Su Ming shook his head.

He closed his eyes to sense the evil mark. Since the moment he was crowned the Abyss Lord after breaking through, the seventh trial of evil had been completed. Just as expected, the reward for the seventh trial was originally a super artifact, the Scales of Judgment, but now the position of evil god has long been occupied by someone else.

Natural rewards have become less useful, increasing affinity with evil authority by 10%.

The overall affinity of the evil authority has now become 25%, and the evil mark has become slightly more complete from its previous state of damage.

Su Ming shook his head and could only sigh regretfully.

Buzz!

Suddenly, the Styx Blood Pool stirred, and Su Ming abruptly opened his eyes and looked to the side.

A crystal-clear blood cocoon floated up from the depths of the blood pool, about three feet long, and at that moment a figure vaguely appeared inside.

Pfft!

Soon, to Su Ming's expectant gaze, the blood cocoon ruptured, and clear amniotic fluid overflowed, revealing a beautifully sculpted child with skin as clear as jade, chubby cheeks, and delicate and adorable features.

He fell to the ground as soon as he appeared, looking a little confused. He blinked his big, dark, and bright eyes, rubbed them with his hands, and looked at Su Ming beside him.

The little guy was very clever and seemed to have been born with a natural command of language. He asked curiously, "Who are you? Are you my father? Where is this place?"

The child's voice was clear and melodious.

Su Ming was speechless for a moment. He thought to himself, "Could I possibly recognize you as my son? That would be too impolite, even though nominally the other party has no relation to Electrolux anymore."

"Big brother, I always feel like you're thinking some impolite things," the little guy said crisply, quite perceptively.

He was demoted from father to older brother, thankfully he didn't immediately call him uncle.

Su Ming's headache grew worse. He was glad that he hadn't started growing up from infancy, otherwise where would he get breast milk?

The crystal-clear child was very intelligent. He looked around at the desolate land and the gloomy, gray fog that covered the sky. He spontaneously radiated a soft, clear light, resisting the erosion of disaster and misfortune.

"Do I not have parents?" the little boy asked, feeling down.

Su Ming remained silent. He could tell that although the child was a newborn, he was indeed born with knowledge and knew a lot of common sense.

“You were born from the abyss, the hope of this calamistic land, the only miracle,” Su Ming said, offering words of comfort.

"I understand, big brother, can we leave here?" the boy asked, somewhat disgusted with his surroundings.

Su Ming looked around and was taken aback, realizing that this place was truly unsuitable for human habitation and was indeed not good for one's physical and mental health.

"I'll take you away right away, and show you the real blue sky and white clouds, the endless grasslands, and the mountains and rivers," Su Ming said with a smile, since he had already finished his business in the Abyss.

"Oh right," Su Ming suddenly realized, "I almost forgot to name you."

He lowered his head and pondered what name to give the little one.

Electrolux is clearly no longer suitable, so let's call her Su Qingyi.

After careful consideration, Su Ming came up with a name with a simple meaning: Yi Tong Yi, meaning purity and a new beginning.

"Hello, my name is Su Ming." Su Ming bent down, extended his hand, and smiled. "I've given you a name, how about Su Qingyi?"

The little guy hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his chubby little hand, which Su Ming grasped. He whispered, "It's a very nice name. I like it."

Chapter 311 The Future

The abyss land stretches for three thousand miles, barren and desolate, shrouded in endless poisonous miasma, where calamities and despair stubbornly persist.

A spirited young man leads a pretty and adorable toddler through the ruins. A gentle, clear light shines over an area of ​​several dozen feet, causing ghosts and spirits to retreat and all laws to be impervious.

"Everything is settled, it's time to go back." Su Ming glanced around and sighed softly.

During this time, he also stayed in the Abyss to reorganize his troops, sweep away the other demon lords, and then busied himself with establishing his own ruling order by dividing up the land.

On the other hand, they also continuously used the blood pool to create their own demon race and establish the majesty of the Great Monarch's Court.

After getting busy, it dragged on for several more months.

He was initially worried that Su Qingyi's young age and witnessing the harsh environment of the abyss and the bizarre appearances of the demons would affect her mind.

Unexpectedly, the child had always been quiet and well-behaved, with a normal and healthy mind, and a lively and intelligent personality, completely unaffected by the abyss and the world around him, like a lotus rising from the mud unsullied.

More importantly, Su Qingyi is precocious. In recent days, as she has been exposed to various new things, her blank slate has been quickly filled with knowledge and principles, and she has begun to apply what she has learned to other situations and elevate herself.

This delighted Su Ming. He knew that precocity was a symbol of child prodigies and geniuses. Just look at Gan Luo, who became prime minister of Qin at the age of twelve. The earlier a person matures mentally, the greater their achievements will be. This is an irrefutable truth. From this point of view, Su Qingyi is worthy of being cultivated.

Moreover, Su Qingyi's talent is also amazing. Although he did not examine her carefully, her body was naturally endowed with innate fetal breathing, all her meridians were open, her blood and qi were abundant, and her mind was clear. Her outward appearance alone showed that she was a true cultivator.

As for the awakening of the martial soul, it is impossible for it to be bad, as it inherits the legacy of the Death God Yi Lao. It is very likely to be a god-level martial soul, or even a twin god-level martial soul.

Su Ming also vaguely saw through Su Qingyi's origin with the divine artifact [Heavenly Eye], revealing strands of complex golden and purple runes, filled with the true meaning of reincarnation and death.

Its true blood, when enraged, turns a purple-yellow color, burning all things with domineering arrogance; when still, it displays a shimmering gold color, immortal and majestic, noble and lofty. When combined, it transforms into purple-gold holy blood, flowing endlessly, sweeping across three thousand miles.

Although this extraordinary quality is still very weak and manifests only in the heart, the future is unpredictable. Needless to say, this is definitely one of the legacies left by the Elder. He was the Son of Light in his lifetime, more precious than the Pope, and later became the ruler of the dead. He can be said to have mastered the ways of light and darkness.

Su Qingyi's physique can be described as a spiritual body in a certain sense, possessing titles such as the Light and Dark Holy Body.

This made Su Ming even more interested, and he began to impart the knowledge he had learned during his nine years of compulsory education in his previous life to Su Qingyi, truly treating her as his personal disciple.

It just so happens that Su Qingyi is born on her birthday. She is like a blank sheet of paper, ready for anyone to paint on. She is simply a genius disciple who perfectly inherits Su Ming's philosophy.

With that thought in mind, Su Ming no longer hesitated. He looked down at the bright young child with a smile and said, "Qingyi, would you like to be my disciple?"

Upon hearing this, Su Qingyi lowered her head and bit her fair fingers, a thoughtful expression appearing on her slightly chubby and delicate face.

A moment later, the child bowed deeply and said respectfully, "Teacher, I am willing to follow you."

He knew very well that Su Ming's kindness to him was obvious to the naked eye. Moreover, Su Ming had personally taught him since birth, treating him like a teacher and a father. Now, it was just a matter of confirming a title.

"Hahaha, good! Good!" Su Ming clapped his hands and laughed, looking at the child with increasing admiration.

After settling everything in the abyss, Su Ming released his third soul skill without hesitation and left the place. With the increase in his own age and the amplification of various abilities, this short-distance teleportation soul skill became cross-dimensional teleportation.

Buzz!

A deep blue light emanated from the space, and a magnificent gate of light formed, shimmering with spiritual light. Su Ming led the child into it.

In an instant, when Su Ming emerged from the portal again, the outside world had transformed into a scene of blue skies, white clouds, lush grass, and soaring birds—a magnificent and serene landscape of bright mountains and rivers.