69novels Chapter 453 The Wrathful Evil Emperor
Chapter 453 The Wrathful Evil Emperor
boom--!
Hundreds of remnant souls vanished instantly.
The Soul Shield was mostly blasted through, but the power of the Light of Time and Space was also greatly weakened.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Tang San swung his Rakshasa Demon Scythe and cleaved the remaining pillar of light in two.
A grayish-purple light grazed past his shoulder.
Tang San's robe on his shoulder shattered instantly, leaving a twisted bloodstain on his skin. The edges of the wound showed signs of time slowing down, indicating that the recovery process was extremely slow.
Tang San glanced down at his wound, his expression turning completely cold.
"it is good."
"Evil Emperor, you are indeed qualified to be the sacrifice for my ninth trial."
Just then, countless low humming sounds suddenly echoed from the depths of the Demon Forest.
Within the black mist, one after another enormous evil eye slowly emerged.
Each of these evil eyes is stronger than the first 100,000-year-old evil eye tyrant we encountered.
They come in various shapes and sizes; some have blood-red pupils, some have dark blue pupils, some have tentacles covered in sharp spikes, and some are surrounded by gray-purple spiritual flames.
These are all the offspring of the Evil Emperor.
They are not ordinary evil eyes.
Each one is over 100,000 years old.
Deep within the Demon Forest, so many evil-eyed tyrants, each ten thousand years old, are hidden.
Kong Xuan was almost speechless upon seeing this scene.
"How is that possible?"
"So many 100,000-year-old soul beasts?"
"The Demon Forest actually harbors such terrifying power?"
The Evil Emperor's spiritual will transmitted coldly.
"Intruders".
"die."
More than a dozen 100,000-year-old Evil Eye Tyrants launched a mental attack simultaneously.
Some release a psychological shock.
Some release illusions into the realm of illusion.
Some release a soul-tearing effect.
Some release destructive rays.
In an instant, the entire forest was transformed into a sea of mental attacks.
The Soul Master Legion of the Sun Moon Empire has completely collapsed.
Even with their soul-guided armor, mental defense cores, and linked protective shields, they simply couldn't withstand the siege of so many 100,000-year-old spiritual attribute soul beasts.
Just as a Soul Master was about to activate his flying Soul Tool to escape, a blood-red evil eye stared at him from mid-air.
The next second, his body froze in mid-air, his soul was forcibly torn in two, and his soul-guided armor exploded out of control.
On the other side, a heavy soul-guided vehicle had just turned its cannon around when it was hit by three beams of destruction simultaneously.
boom!
The soul-guided vehicle exploded into a fireball, and the shells inside exploded in a chain reaction, directly engulfing more than a dozen soul masters in the vicinity.
Kong Xuan gritted his teeth and activated the level nine soul tool, trying to maintain the last line of defense.
"Everyone retreat!"
"Don't linger in the fight!"
"Evacuate the forest!"
However, few people could carry out his orders anymore. With the combined spiritual domains of the 100,000-year-old Evil Eye Tyrant, the entire battlefield had been divided into countless illusions.
Some Soul Masters thought they were escaping, but in reality they were walking step by step toward the Evil Emperor's true form. Other Soul Masters thought their companions had turned into Evil Eye Soul Beasts, and in their panic, they opened fire, accidentally killing their own people.
Some Soul Masters were even mentally corrupted, kneeling on the ground and kowtowing repeatedly, muttering "Master, spare my life."
For the first time, the high-end soul tools of the Sun Moon Empire appeared so vulnerable under this level of mental suppression.
It's not that the soul tool is weak.
Rather, it's because the person using the soul tool is too mentally weak.
Tang San looked at the chaotic scene around him and suddenly burst into laughter.
"good!"
"OK!"
"So many 100,000-year-old soul beasts!"
"Evil Emperor, are you worried I won't have enough to eat?"
He raised the Rakshasa Scythe, and his ninth spirit ring, a deep purple-red, suddenly lit up.
At the same time, the divine runes on the Rakshasa Scythe also awakened one by one.
"Rakshasa Domain, the Purgatory of Ten Thousand Souls!"
boom!
The purplish-black area expanded instantly.
The corpses, remnants, and resentments of the deceased Soul Masters were all forcibly devoured by Tang San. Immediately afterwards, countless phantom images of the undead appeared within the Rakshasa Domain.
There are the remnants of the eldest and second princes.
There is a remnant soul worshipped by the royal family of the Sun and Moon Empire.
There were death row inmates, prisoners of war, and traitors who had been devoured by him.
And those Soul Masters who just died in the Evil Emperor's mental storm.
These spirits have no conscious mind; only pain and resentment remain.
Driven by Tang San, they surged towards the 100,000-year-old Evil Eye Tyrant like a tidal wave.
The evil-eyed tyrants simultaneously unleashed their mental shockwaves, shattering a large number of undead.
However, after the undead shattered, they did not completely dissipate; instead, they reformed within the Rakshasa realm.
With the help of the Rakshasa Demon Scythe, Tang San forcibly used the undead army to restrain the Evil Eye offspring.
He, on the other hand, set his sights on the blue-eyed evil tyrant that was closest to him.
That evil-eyed tyrant was skilled at freezing souls. A beam of eerie blue light shot from its pupils, freezing even the undead into translucent ice crystals wherever it passed.
Tang San's figure flashed, dodging the dark blue beam of light, while the Rakshasa Demon Scythe slashed down from the side.
The blue-eyed evil tyrant's tentacles flared wildly, forming a mental barrier.
The Rakshasa Scythe sliced through the barrier, its blade slashing deep into the Rakshasa's eyeball.
"Pfft!"
Purple-black blood splattered, and the blue-eyed evil tyrant let out a piercing scream. The mental shock exploded at close range, causing a sharp pain in Tang San's mind.
Tang San grinned maliciously but did not retreat.
"Call?"
"Keep calling."
He placed his left hand on the Blue-Eyed Evil Eye Tyrant's true form, and Rakshasa death energy surged into it wildly.
"Rakshasa Devours Souls!"
The soul of the Blue-Eyed Evil-Eyed Tyrant was forcibly extracted.
It was a dark blue spiritual essence, extremely pure.
It struggled frantically, trying to escape back into the spiritual network of the demon forest.
But the Rakshasa Demon Scythe swirled around and devoured it directly.
Tang San's aura suddenly surged.
"The first one."
The rage in the Evil Emperor's eyes intensified.
More than a dozen Evil Eye offspring turned towards Tang San at the same time.
Blood red, ghostly blue, dark purple, grayish white, and dark green beams of spiritual energy intertwined to form a net, sealing off all of Tang San's escape routes.
"Good timing."
Tang San gripped the scythes in both hands, his figure transforming into black mist as he weaved through the gaps in the spiritual beams. He possessed the foundation of the Tang Sect's Ghost Shadow Tracking technique, enhanced by the power of the Rakshasa God, and coupled with the Rakshasa Demon Scythe's ability to tear through space, he was not immediately trapped even when facing an attack from more than a dozen 100,000-year-old Evil Eyes.
But the mental attacks from the Evil Eye Tyrants were too intense.
A gray-white, malevolent tyrant suddenly opened its secondary pupil.
Soul Skill - Soul Spike.
The invisible spikes pierced directly into Tang San's mental sea.
Tang San let out a muffled groan, his figure momentarily frozen in place.
The next moment, three beams of destructive light struck him simultaneously.
boom!
Tang San was blasted away, crashing into dozens of giant trees and snapping them in half.
A charred wound appeared on his chest, and his Rakshasa divine power was blasted away.
But soon, the remnants of the dead around him poured into his body, and his injuries healed rapidly.
Tang San stood up from the ruins, his smile growing increasingly maniacal.
"Psychological attacks are indeed troublesome."
"Too bad, you can't kill me."
He raised the Rakshasa Demon Scythe, and patterns of newly devoured evil eye souls appeared on its blade.
"The prototype of the Rakshasa's divine skill—the Soul-Devouring Demon Scythe Dance!"
Tang San's figure suddenly spun around.
The Rakshasa Demon Scythe transformed into a dark green full moon, frantically slicing through the surrounding space.
The two tentacles of the Evil Eye Tyrant at the forefront were instantly shattered, the mental barrier broke, and the main body was cut open by the scythe light.
Tang San rushed forward and pierced one of the evil eyes' pupils with his scythe.
"The second one."
Swallowing souls.
The other evil-eyed tyrant tried to escape, but its tentacles were entangled by the undead army.
Tang San turned around and slashed.
"The third one."
Swallowing souls.
With each 100,000-year-old Evil Eye Tyrant he devoured, Tang San's mental power increased, and the eerie green flames on the Rakshasa Demon Scythe became even more intense.
The Evil Emperor would certainly not stand idly by.
Suddenly, intricate patterns appeared in its enormous pupils.
Evil Emperor's Soul Skill - Spiritual Control.
In an instant, the auras of all the 100,000-year-old Evil Eye offspring were forcibly linked together. Their spiritual power no longer fought independently, but formed an Evil Eye spiritual network covering the entire battlefield.
Tang San had just devoured the third Evil Eye Tyrant when he felt the surrounding space sink.
Countless eyes opened in his spiritual sea.
Every eye is unleashing a mental attack.
hallucinations.
fear.
pain.
Memory tearing apart.
The soul trembled.
Suddenly, Xiao Wu's figure appeared before Tang San's eyes.
Xiao Wu stood in the crimson forest, her eyes vacant, her voice faint:
"elder brother……"
Why did you try to kill me?
Immediately afterwards, the faces of the dead—Bibi Dong, Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, Flander, Liu Erlong, Tang Xiao, and the elders of Haotian Sect—appeared before his eyes.
They all questioned him.
They all resented him.
Tang San's face was contorted with rage.
"Shut up!"
"You are all my strength!"
"It is your honor to be devoured by me!"
The Rakshasa scythe suddenly plunged into the ground.
A ghostly green divine power erupted from his body, forcefully tearing apart the illusion.
But the moment he broke through the illusion, the Evil Emperor's real attack struck.
The Evil Emperor's true form released a dark purple beam of light that had been condensed to its maximum.
Evil Emperor's Soul Skill - Soul Destruction Ray.
The beam of light struck Tang San directly in the chest.
boom!
Tang San's body was pierced through, and he flew backward, a hideous bloody hole appearing in his chest.
Rakshasa's divine power surged wildly, but he could not heal his wounds in time, because the beam of light contained extremely terrifying spiritual destructive power, which was constantly destroying the connection between his soul and body.
Kong Xuan watched this scene from afar, and a glimmer of hope arose in his heart.
Maybe……
Perhaps this monster will die here?
But the next moment, he heard Tang San's low laughter.
Tang San slowly got up from the ground.
A ghostly green flame burned within the blood-soaked hole in his chest.
His eyes went completely mad.
"pain."
"very good."
"Evil Emperor, you have caused me pain."
"Then I'll show you something real."
He raised the Rakshasa scythe.
At this moment, the phantom of the Rakshasa god appeared on the Demon Scythe.
It was a blurry, cold, and malevolent divine figure.
Although the Rakshasa God himself dared not easily descend to the mortal realm to interfere again, the divine artifact still contained enough Rakshasa divine thoughts to support the divine test.
The mark of the Ninth Trial of Rakshasa suddenly lit up on Tang San's body.
[Rakshasa's Ninth Trial: Devour the spiritual essence of the Evil Eye Tyrant, and condense the Rakshasa's divine soul.]
A dark light suddenly surged in Tang San's eyes.
"I see."
"Evil Emperor, you are indeed my ninth test."
"So..."
"Give up your soul!"
Tang San spread his arms wide, and the Rakshasa Domain expanded wildly.
All the souls he had devoured were released.
It's not just the people of the Sun and Moon Empire.
And the lingering shadows of the dead from Douluo Continent.
The lingering auras of death of Xiao Wu, Bibi Dong, Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, Tang Xiao, the elders of Haotian Sect, and the Shrek Academy members all surfaced within the domain.
They roared and struggled, but Tang San forcibly burned them.
The prototype of Rakshasa's divine skill - the Ten Thousand Souls Sacrifice Scythe.
boom!
Countless spirits were ignited, transforming into eerie green flames that surged into the Rakshasa Scythe.
Tang San's aura surged.
His chest wound healed quickly, and the scars on his shoulder caused by the light of time and space also returned to normal.
The Evil Emperor finally sensed a threat.
It unleashed a spiritual roar that shook the entire forest.
All the descendants of the Evil Eye simultaneously attacked Tang San.
But Tang San had stopped defending.
He transformed into a streak of pale green light and plunged directly into the group of Evil Eye's offspring.
The Rakshasa's Demonic Scythe swept across.
A tyrant with an evil eye had its tentacles shattered.
With a backhand thrust, he devoured the soul.
The fourth one.
The fifth one.
The sixth one.
The offspring of the Evil Eye continuously unleashed mental attacks, tearing Tang San's body apart, blasting him away, and piercing him through. But each time he was injured, he would immediately devour the surrounding undead and the essence of the Evil Eye to recover.
The battlefield had become a complete hell.
The remaining Soul Masters of the Sun Moon Empire were completely unable to intervene and could only retreat in fear.
Some of the Soul Masters tried to escape, but their souls were shattered by the aftershocks of the Evil Emperor's spirit.
Some people were swallowed by Tang San's Rakshasa Domain, becoming nourishment for him to recover his power.
Kong Xuan's face turned deathly pale as he watched this scene.
He finally understood that the new emperor had not brought back a sword.
It was a disaster.
If Tang San wins, the Demon Forest will be massacred.
If Tang San loses, they will all die here.
The battle between the two sides lasted for a full half hour.
Half an hour later, the depths of the Demon Forest had been reduced to ruins.
A large-scale scene of twisted and collapsed ancient trees.
The ground was covered with deep pits.
The remains of the soul tool were mixed together with fragments of the evil eye's tentacles, and the ground was stained with purplish-black blood.
All of the dozen or so offspring of the 100,000-year-old Evil Eye Tyrant were dead.
Not one of their souls escaped.
They were all devoured by Tang San.
Tang San stood in the center of the ruins, covered in blood, his Rakshasa Demon Scythe burning with an unprecedented ghostly green flame. After devouring so many hundred-thousand-year-old spirit beasts, his spiritual power had recovered to an extremely terrifying level.
Even the Evil Emperor's mental suppression began to lose its initial effectiveness in completely suppressing him.
For the first time, genuine anger and fear surfaced in the Evil Emperor's enormous single eye.
Its offspring all died.
The 100,000-year-old Evil Eye Tyrant, the very core of the entire Demon Forest, was almost completely devoured by Tang San in a single battle.
The Evil Emperor's mental power exploded like thunder.
"Humans!"
"You deserve to die!"
The spiritual energy of the entire Demon Forest converged wildly towards the Evil Emperor.
Those low-level evil eyes, spirit-attribute soul beasts, and even many spirit-dominated soul beasts living in the forest had their power forcibly extracted by the Evil Emperor at this moment.
It's going to fight desperately.
The Evil Emperor's ultimate soul skill - The Wrath of the Evil Emperor.
The sky turned dark purple.
A giant eye pattern appeared on the earth.
Tang San felt as if he were being watched by the entire Demon Forest. The next instant, a dark purple beam of destruction, a hundred feet in diameter, descended from the sky and locked onto Tang San.
This is not a typical psychological attack.
This is the final blow from the Evil Emperor, who has gathered his own spiritual essence, the spiritual network of the Demon Forest, and the lingering resentment of his deceased offspring.
If Tang San cannot withstand the attack, even his pseudo-Rakshasa soul will be shattered. (End of Chapter)