In the spiritual sea, the throne made of bones and souls is the center of the entire world.
"My successors should feed on darkness and take corruption as their order."
"The first test, baptism of darkness."
The moment the words fell, the black temple at Tang San's feet disappeared.
His soul was violently dragged into an abyss of endless sinking by an irresistible force.
There is no light, no sound, and no direction here.
There is only pure darkness as thick as substance.
Coldness, loneliness, despair... Countless negative emotions turned into invisible tides, squeezing in from all directions, trying to completely assimilate and erase his consciousness.
Deep in his soul, there seemed to be countless voices whispering to him.
"Give up..."
"Struggle is in vain..."
"Sinking here is eternal peace..."
Tang San's consciousness began to become blurred, and the fire of his soul wavered.
"No..."
Tang San's soul let out a silent cry. He remembered the words of the Crimson Mother and the power characteristics of the Dark Demon.
Darkness, swallowing!
Resistance is foolish, and resistance will only accelerate one's own destruction.
Since you can't defeat the darkness, then...become the darkness!
Once this thought arises, it is like a prairie fire that can no longer be contained.
Tang San no longer resisted the eroding negative emotions, but instead took the initiative to open his soul.
Come on!
Whether it is despair or resentment, they all become my nourishment!
Hum——!
That evil vertical pupil mark suddenly lit up with a strange red light.
A more domineering and aggressive devouring force burst out from his soul.
The torrent of negative emotions that was originally rushing in suddenly suddenly stagnated.
They seemed to have encountered a natural enemy and began to retreat instinctively.
Want to leave?
Tang San's thoughts revealed unprecedented greed and violence.
He took the initiative, and his soul turned into a large invisible net, fighting back against those darkness and negative emotions.
For a time, an incredible scene took place in Tang San's spiritual world.
Countless black air currents representing despair, pain, and resentment were like a school of frightened fish, being frantically chased and devoured by Tang San, the ferocious predator.
With every bit of darkness swallowed up, Tang San's soul grew stronger, and his aura became deeper and more sinister.
Tang San was immersed in it, tireless and unaware of the passage of time.
Until he swallowed up the last ray of negative emotions in this spiritual abyss, the whole space suddenly opened up.
The throne of bones appears again.
The grand voice sounded for the second time, and this time, it seemed to have a trace of undetectable fluctuations.
"First test, passed."
"You are qualified to inherit my divine power."
"Reward: The soul power level is increased by three levels. The age of all soul rings is increased by one thousand years, and the soul skills are added with the "Dark" attribute. Granted the god-given domain skill-Dark Demon Realm."
Boom!
An extremely pure and majestic dark divine power poured down from the throne, poured into Tang San's soul, and then fed back to his body through the soul.
The outside world.
Yu Xiaogang and Flender, who were pushed away by invisible force, were looking at the slowly closing black vortex with horrified expressions.
"It's over?"
Flender swallowed, his voice dry.
Yu Xiaogang did not answer, his heart kept hanging, staring at the center of the whirlpool.
The space returned to calm, and a figure reappeared.
Tang San was floating quietly in the air, his eyes closed.
His waist-length hair moves without any wind, and the vertical pupil mark between his eyebrows glows with red light, exuding a palpitating aura.
The fluctuation of soul power in his body is rising at a terrifying speed!
Level sixty-four!
Level sixty-five!
Level sixty-six!
Tang San slowly opened his eyes.
The left eye is as black as ink, and the right eye is as scarlet as blood.
He just glanced at Flanders casually.
This eighty-one-level Contra felt that the hairs all over his body were standing on end, and he subconsciously took half a step back.
It’s terrible!
"Xiaosan, you..."
Yu Xiaogang's voice was trembling and worried.
Tang San's gaze turned to Yu Xiaogang, and the evil and coldness in his eyes instantly subsided a lot, returning to his usual appearance.
"Teacher, I'm fine."
He moved his body, feeling the surging power in his body, and the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably.
“I feel... better than ever.”
As soon as they finished speaking, the playful voice of the Crimson Mother sounded in the minds of the three of them for the last time.
"The subsequent divine test will start on its own as your strength improves."
"You just need to keep devouring and getting stronger. Until...when the ninth test starts, come back here to see me."
The voice gradually dissipated and there was no trace anymore.
As if everything just now was just a bizarre dream.