thefictionvixens Chapter 92 The music continues, the dance continues.
Chapter 92 The music continues, the dance continues.
With a gentle, life-giving light flowing around her, Bi Ji stepped forward to heal the Evil Emperor's injuries.
The shock still lingered in the Evil Emperor's enormous single eye.
Fifty thousand years ago, he fought Di Tian for three days and three nights before finally managing to escape with his ultimate trump card.
Today, in just three hours, he was utterly defeated. This huge gap in strength stirred up indescribable and complex emotions in his heart.
As his injuries subsided slightly under Bi Ji's powerful healing abilities, the Evil Emperor's mental aura once again enveloped the entire area, carrying an undeniable majesty, yet also a hint of resolute acceptance of defeat: "My people!"
The voice echoed throughout every corner: "Today, my Evil Eye Tyrant clan formally forms an alliance with the Star Dou Great Forest and the Far North!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his huge pupils turned to Huo Yutong, and he continued to announce: "My children, who have more than 100,000 years of cultivation, come forward."
The volunteers will become the soul of this human being, embarking on a path never before trodden.
Beside Huo Yutong, Electrolux's illusory figure quietly appeared, his face showing an unprecedented solemnity.
Forging a soul contract with such a powerful and bizarre soul beast is by no means an easy task, even for a necromancer saint like him; he must personally take action.
Soon, several powerful auras approached, and five slightly smaller but piercingly bright Evil Eye Tyrants gathered around the Evil Emperor. Their mental fluctuations were filled with curiosity, hesitation, and a hint of eagerness.
Electrolux, Tenmu, and Hyotei began to explain to them in detail the principles of Soul Technology and its prospects for symbiosis and mutual benefit.
However, after the explanation was completed, an unexpected situation arose.
The five hundred-thousand-year-old evil-eyed tyrants exchanged intense mental fluctuations, all revealing a strong will!
They all saw the special nature and potential of Tianmeng and Bingdi's state, and trusted their father Xiedi's judgment and Ditian's strength, believing it to be a worthwhile investment.
"Father, we're all willing! Please let me go!"
"No, brother, my spiritual attributes are purer, let me go!"
"I'm the best at it! I dance the tentacles the best!"
Seeing his offspring vying for attention, almost like ordinary soul beasts, using mental attacks to compete with each other, the Evil Emperor slightly glared with his huge single eye, and an invisible pressure immediately silenced the little guys.
"Nonsense!" The Evil Emperor's mental fluctuations carried a hint of helplessness, yet seemed to have anticipated this. "Since it's voluntary, how can we harm each other and damage the harmony between brothers and sisters?"
Since we cannot decide, let's determine the final qualification according to our clan's traditional methods!
Traditional method?
Di Tian, Bi Ji, Zi Ji, Di Qiu, and even Huo Yutong all showed puzzled expressions.
Even the well-informed Electrox raised an eyebrow, curious about the unique dueling traditions of the Evil Eye Tyrant clan.
Then they witnessed a sight they would never forget.
The five powerful, 100,000-year-old evil-eyed tyrants quickly dispersed and formed a circle in the air.
Their huge, bloodshot single eye stared intently at the center, as if a mortal enemy lay there.
And the countless slimy tentacles beneath their bodies began... to dance rhythmically?!
Yes, dance!
Some tentacles swung wildly from side to side, like a tangled clump of seaweed; others twisted gracefully in a wave-like motion, with a strange rhythm; still others rapidly tapped the ground or collided with each other with their tentacles, producing a rhythmic "pat-pat" sound.
The five large eyeballs moved clumsily up and down, left and right, in rhythm with the tentacles.
The entire image is filled with an indescribable sense of abstraction and... a touch of comical horror.
Just as Di Tian and his group were dumbfounded and completely unable to comprehend this surreal scene, something even more despairing happened.
The demon spirit, who had been standing silently behind the Evil Emperor, had somehow floated onto a rock. He cleared his throat and then—spoke!
A song, ethereal and eerie, sometimes high-pitched like the friction of metal, sometimes low and somber like the wailing of the earth, resounded throughout the forest.
The singing was completely out of tune, more like some kind of ancient and primitive sacrificial chant, but strangely it matched the rhythm of the wildly dancing tentacles, becoming the perfect background music for this unparalleled "dance battle"!
As the Evil Emperor watched his offspring's "dance," his enormous single eye narrowed slightly, revealing a hint of... appreciation and nostalgia?
He even tapped the ground lightly with one of his main tentacles, as if he were keeping time.
Di Tian: "..."
Brigitte: "..."
Murasaki: "..."
Di Qiu: "..."
Huo Yutong: "..."
Meanwhile, in the Sea of Spirit, Tenmeng, Hyotei, and Crescent Moon were also found to be petrified.
Electrolux's phantom rippled, and after a long while, a sigh containing countless complex emotions emanated from it: "...The world is full of wonders."
It turns out that the Evil Emperor had a great secret hobby: dancing.
He believes that the movement of tentacles can train mental fine motor skills and physical coordination.
Therefore, within the Demon Forest, this form of dueling, which uses "dance" instead of "martial arts," quietly became popular, as it could determine the victor without harming the peace.
And the demon spirit is none other than the chief musician employed by the evil emperor…
An unprecedented "Evil Eye Tyrant Dance Battle Tournament" to determine who will become Huo Yutong's fourth soul spirit unfolded in this bizarre and abstract atmosphere.
The representatives from the Starry Sky Forest and the Far North could only stand by as bewildered spectators.
In the Sea of Spirit, Hyotei thought that Tenmu's clumsy poetry recitation was the limit of spiritual pollution, but he never expected that there would be such a "master" here.
Just imagining the scene of Tianmeng reciting poetry on one side and the chaotic dance of demons from the Evil Eye Tyrant clan on the other, she felt that her future life as a spirit would be filled with nightmares.
She and Crescent Moon exchanged a glance and instantly reached a consensus: no matter which evil eye tyrant wins in the end, the first priority after becoming a spirit is to make it stop dancing!
To the outside world, this shocking dance has finally come to an end.
After the Evil Emperor announced the winner, it took him a long time to recover from the immense visual and mental shock.
In the eyes of the Evil Emperor, Di Tian and the others' loss of composure was clearly due to being deeply moved by their children's "exquisite" dance moves, and he couldn't help but feel extremely proud of his children.
The Evil Emperor wanted to "continue the music and the dance," but Di Tian and his party refused.