Migration

"Hmm?" The emperor hummed a dangerous syllable through his nose.

The official immediately agreed, "Your subject... obeys the decree! Your subject... will certainly do your utmost, even at the cost of your life!"

"Very good." The emperor leaned back on his dragon throne and waved his hand.

"Dismiss the court!"

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Not long after, the official left the capital with a pile of treasures and headed to the Evil Demon Forest for negotiations.

We arrived at the outskirts of the Evil Demon Forest.

Through the defensive line, one could see the Soul Master inside, who were under mental control...

Chapter 329 Migration

Although they have lived on Douluo Star for tens of thousands of years, the Evil Eye Tyrant Clan actually came from outer space.

When Di Tian wanted to subdue the Soul Beast of Douluo Star and unify all Soul Beast power, the Evil Eye Tyrant Ruler did not acknowledge his identity as a Soul Beast and directly refused.

Even Di Tian, the son of the two Dragon Kings, couldn't do anything to him.

During this time, the Evil Eye Tyrant Ruler had already vaguely sensed that something was wrong with this continent.

As the ruler of a race who was able to successfully escape with his clan and even settle on Douluo Star, the Evil Eye Tyrant Ruler naturally possessed extraordinary perception and keenness.

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Evil Demon Forest

The light seemed to be sucked and distorted by some invisible force; the branches of the towering ancient trees were intertwined like the sinews of a monster; the thick layer of humus on the ground exuded a strange smell that was a mixture of sweetness and decay; and the calls of ordinary birds and beasts had vanished here.

A team of about a hundred people is trudging cautiously through this living nightmare.

They were well-equipped, wearing the most advanced soul-guided armor of the Sun Moon Empire, gripping their weapons tightly, their eyes filled with fear.

At the heart of the group was an official whose face was ashen.

He knew that his mission this time was likely to result in a near-certain death.

The team's "sincerity" was quite generous—rare ores, a large amount of pure Soul Power crystals, and even several ancient Soul Tool containing powerful fluctuations, which were said to be remnants from ancient times and might be beneficial to cultivation.

Just as they ventured deep into the forest, even the most powerful Soul Saint among the guards began to feel dizzy and experience difficulty circulating their Soul Power—

It sensed it.

Not through sight or hearing.

For the Evil Eye Tyrant Ruler, the entire forest, and even the vast area surrounding it, are its extended "sensory perceptions."

The intruders' chaotic thoughts of fear and fluctuations of Soul Power instantly caught its attention.

A vast, cold, and inhumanly malicious spiritual force silently enveloped the entire team.

Everyone froze instantly, their pupils dilating.

The Evil Eye Tyrant Ruler's enormous, purplish-red, evil sun-like form was hidden within the most distorted space at the heart of the forest.

Its central, enormous main eye, with a diameter exceeding three hundred meters, rotated slightly.

It reduces most of the unconscious mental pollution, making it easier to observe prey and obtain information.

For some time now, a nameless, persistent unease has been lingering in its heart, like a persistent carbuncle.

With the shackles gone and the path ahead revealed, this should have been the moment for it to fully strive for godhood and lead its race to its true peak.

But why am I so restless?

The last time it had such a clear sense of foreboding was in the distant past, before it decided to lead its people to flee their original world.

That migration avoided annihilation, but it came at a heavy price.

This time... where does the threat come from?

The fact that these weak humans suddenly ventured deep into the region is highly unusual. Perhaps we can glean some clues from them.

The leading official slumped on the floor, his teeth chattering, barely able to think.

Under intense mental pressure, he stammered out his purpose, "The great... the great ruler of the Evil Demon Forest... foreign... foreign enemies have invaded... the Spirit Hall Empire... from another continent... my Sun Moon Empire is in imminent danger, we... we wish to join forces with Your Majesty! Their... their next target is very likely you and your territory!"

He emphasized the power of the Spirit Hall Empire and its cruelty towards Soul Beast, attempting to have this terrifying entity fight alongside the Sun Moon Empire against the Spirit Hall Empire.

The Evil Eye Tyrant Ruler listened quietly.

Its immense spiritual power allowed it to clearly perceive the fear and bluff beneath his words.

It doesn't believe it!

For the master of spiritual power, language is the least reliable carrier of information.

It needs something more direct.

Without any warning, a mental force a hundred times stronger and a thousand times sharper than the previous tentative contact brutally pierced the depths of the official's mind!

Read its memory...

Information about the Spirit Hall Empire, including concrete battlefield reports and the dire situation of the Sun Moon Empire, flashed before the Evil Eye Tyrant Ruler's "eyes" like a revolving lantern, and was instantly analyzed and summarized.

"The Spirit Hall Empire... is it really that powerful?" A chilling question arose in the core consciousness of the Evil Eye Tyrant Ruler.

How could a mere human, with a frail body and a short lifespan, possibly gather such power?

Could this be the source of its unease?

"Bang!"

The official's body, like a puppet with its strings cut, crashed heavily into the rotting leaves and mud.

His eyes were wide open, his pupils were unfocused, uncontrollable drool dripped from the corners of his mouth, and a foolish, empty smile hung on his face. Occasionally, his body would twitch unconsciously.

The immense mental shock, far exceeding his limits, had completely destroyed his mind, turning him into an empty shell with only vital signs.

The Evil Eye Tyrant Ruler had absolutely no interest in the "trash" beneath his feet.

It needs a more reliable messenger.

An invisible spiritual force field precisely locked onto a relatively young general in the team whose Soul Power fluctuations were still acceptable.

The general, who was enduring a splitting headache and mental confusion while trying to maintain the defensive line, felt his consciousness being forcibly dragged into a boundless purple mental ocean composed of countless rotating evil eyes!

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Edge of the Evil Demon Forest

A figure stumbled and crashed into the last clump of twisted, strange trees.

It was that young general.

His soul-guided armor was covered in sticky moss and marks that looked like it had been corroded by acid, and its once shiny surface was now dull and lifeless.

His face was bloodless, his eyes were sunken, his pupils were unfocused, and the sharpness and vigilance that had been in his mouth had vanished, leaving only an empty, bewildered look, as if he had witnessed a horror beyond comprehension, and a strange glint in his eyes.

His movements were also somewhat stiff and uncoordinated, as if his body were merely a poorly manipulated puppet.

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Deep in the forest, at the center of that distorted space.

The Evil Eye Tyrant Ruler's enormous main eye slowly closed, the transformation complete.

As for cooperation with the Sun Moon Empire?

Cooperate with a broken empire that can barely defend its own capital and whose emperor can only rage helplessly in the palace?

This is utterly absurd and ridiculous.

What it truly cares about is the "Spirit Hall Empire" that suddenly appeared and crushed everything with overwhelming force.

This, perhaps, is the real source of its unease.

It needs to know just how strong these "newcomers" are, and whether their power structures pose a real threat to it and its people.

The Sun Moon Empire is a good touchstone.

If the strength of the Spirit Hall Empire is within a controllable range, then devouring this human army might yield a considerable amount of Soul Power and soul essence.

if...

If the opponent displays power beyond expectations, or even threatens its very foundation...

A dark, eerie light flashed in the eyes of the Evil Eye Tyrant Ruler of the realm.

Then they migrated again.

For an entity like it, abandoning a territory it has cultivated for so long is certainly regrettable, but not an unbearable price to pay.

But the Douluo Continent is so vast that it can always find new places suitable for its race to live in.

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Sun Moon Empire, Imperial Palace.

The atmosphere grew heavy. The sky outside the palace was always overcast, and urgent reports came in like snowflakes. Every time the palace doors opened, they brought bad news: another fortress had fallen, another legion had been defeated, and the enemy's vanguard had appeared within sight of the capital's outskirts...

When news of the failed collaboration reached the emperor, the face drained of all color from his lips.

The last glimmer of hope has vanished!

The emperor wanted to roar, to kill in anger! But... what about the minister who offered this plan, the one on whom he placed his last hope? It seemed he was "gone"? Not even his body was brought back?

A surge of uncontrollable rage and frustration welled up in his chest.

"Useless... all useless..." the emperor muttered to himself.

However, even this dejection and anger soon became a luxury.

A messenger, covered in blood and wearing tattered armor, practically tumbled into the hall, his voice hoarse and strained. "Report! Your Majesty! Large numbers of the Spirit Hall Empire troops have been spotted on the east, south, and west sides! They... they are constructing Soul Guidance Fortifications... the capital... the capital is surrounded!"

The emperor suddenly stood up, but felt a wave of dizziness and sat back down heavily.

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Tian Yue gazed at the Sun Moon Empire's capital, which was now almost within reach, her eyes scrutinizing it.

During this period, the capital of the Sun Moon Empire was still made of ordinary bricks and stones, and no Soul Tool technology was used.