Evil Emperor

"Ha ha ha, human, I never thought you'd dare to send most of your consciousness in here. You're simply courting death."

Water Evil Tyrant's excited, triumphant voice echoed through the strange spiritual space formed by the Soul Crystal.

At that moment, Water Evil Tyrant felt both incredibly unlucky and incredibly fortunate.

Her misfortune was that she had originally been resting peacefully within her territory when she suddenly encountered Nan Fusheng, a human who had descended like a calamity.

After just one exchange, she had been effortlessly suppressed by him.

The spiritual power the Evil Eye Clan had always taken pride in had been as fragile as thin paper before Nan Fusheng. She had possessed no ability to resist and had not even had the chance to use it before being completely crushed by his overwhelming advantage.

Even in the end, when she had cast aside her dignity and resorted to seduction, she had still failed to escape death. Left with no other choice, she had used her innate ability to condense her soul into a crystal in search of a sliver of survival.

Yet the twists of Fate always came so suddenly.

This foolish human had actually done something she found unbelievable—he had foolishly dared to send his consciousness into the Soul Crystal.

To Water Evil Tyrant, this was undoubtedly a reversal of fortune.

As the fifth child born to the Evil Eye Tyrant Sovereign, her primary attribute was not spiritual power, but water.

However, she still carried the bloodline of the Evil Eye Clan. Combined with the foundation of two hundred thousand years of cultivation, she was confident that within this spiritual domain formed by the Soul Crystal, she possessed an absolute advantage.

If Nan Fusheng had chosen to destroy the Soul Crystal from outside, she could only have