14-Year-Old Level 99 Limit Douluo! Lord of Life and Destruction! Twin Douluo Comparison! (Please Bookmark!)

Douluo Continent, Spirit City.

Today was the day of the finals for the continent-wide Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament.

Before Pope's Palace, banners blotted out the sun, and the crowd roared like thunder.

Yet unlike previous tournaments, the atmosphere was not one of frenzied cheers, but an almost suffocating oppression and awe.

No one's gaze rested on the talented soul masters in the center of the arena, who were eagerly preparing to fight. Instead, they were all involuntarily drawn toward the viewing platform at the highest point of Pope's Palace.

Beside the seat that originally belonged to Pope Bibi Dong stood an extra throne, broad as a king's seat and black as ink, radiating an aura of Destruction.

Upon that throne sat a young man.

He looked no older than fourteen or fifteen. His black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, and his features were so handsome they seemed almost demonic.

He wore a custom Clear Sky Sect robe embroidered with dark golden cloud patterns. His left hand idly played with a leaf brimming with emerald vitality, while the fingers of his right hand lightly tapped the armrest.

With every tap, the surrounding space seemed to tremble slightly, accompanied by the faint echo of thunderous annihilation.

Behind him stood two figures as imposing as mountains.

One was Tang Chen, the Clear Sky Sect's patriarch, holding the Clear Sky Hammer with murderous intent blazing around him.

The other was Qian Daoliu, the Grand Worship of Spirit Hall, six wings spread behind him, his expression complicated as he was forced to bow his head.

As for Pope Bibi Dong?

Bibi Dong was seated off to the side, the fingers gripping her scepter turning white from the force of her hold.

Her eyes concealed deep wariness and... fear.

This youth was the current Young Sect Master of the Clear Sky Sect, as well as the continent's sole fourteen-year-old Limit Douluo—Tang Shan!

"Boring."

Tang Shan's indifferent gaze swept across the arena below. Looking at the so-called Golden Generation and the geniuses from the various Elemental Academies, a trace of boredom flashed through his eyes.

"This childish competition would not be worth attending if not for those three Spirit Bones, which I can use as toys for the sect's juniors."

His voice was not loud, yet every Titled Douluo present heard it clearly.

Tang Chen, standing behind him, burst into hearty laughter, his voice ringing out like a great bell.

"Shan'er, you already possess the body of a Demigod, Ultimate Life in your left hand and Ultimate Destruction in your right. Naturally, these mortal struggles cannot enter your eyes.

If those two God Kings in the God Realm had not been fighting to make you inherit their Divine Thrones, this Douluo Continent would have long since become a place ruled by your word alone!"

At those words, Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, and the others all sucked in sharp breaths, yet no one dared utter a single rebuttal.

Because it was the truth.

Ever since Tang Shan awakened Twin God-Tier Spirits at the age of six, his Innate Level Twenty Soul Power shaking the heavens, every rule had been shattered.

What Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record? What hidden weapons and poisons?

Before absolute power, they were nothing more than a joke.

Tang Shan did not need to cultivate cautiously according to the predetermined path, nor did he need to sneak around the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Eyes like a thief.

Tang Shan directly cured the Jade Python Snake Poison afflicting Dugu Bo's family and brought them under the Clear Sky Sect's command.

Using the immortal herbs from the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Eyes, he had elevated every Clear Sky Sect elder into a Titled Douluo!

Even his nominal father, Tang Hao, had become a Level 98 peak Douluo. Only one step remained before he could enter the realm of a Limit Douluo.

Even Ah Yin had not died back then.

The two of them lived happily together.

Tang Hao had an elder above him—Tang Chen—and a child below him—Tang Shan.

He did not need to work hard at all.

Tang Shan did not need to suffer when he went to the City of Slaughter, either.

He simply crushed his way through everything, awakened his Great-Grandfather Tang Chen, and turned the City of Slaughter into his family's private territory.

Now, at fourteen years old, Tang Shan possessed Level 99 Soul Power, held a Divine Throne in his hands, and was invincible beneath the heavens.

"Is this the loneliness of invincibility?"

Tang Shan sighed softly and was just about to rise and declare the tournament over, with the Clear Sky Sect taking all top three places.

Just then—

BOOM!!!

Without any warning, the clear sky suddenly tore apart.

It was neither gathering storm clouds nor descending lightning.

It was a terrifying will that stood above all living beings, even above the God Realm itself.

In an instant, it enveloped the entire Douluo Continent!

"What is happening?!"

Bibi Dong abruptly rose to her feet, her face deathly pale.

Even Tang Chen and Qian Daoliu, these two Demigod-level powerhouses, had their knees weakened by the pressure and nearly fell to the ground.

Only Tang Shan frowned slightly. The divine powers of Life and Destruction within him automatically protected their master, allowing him to barely remain seated as he looked up at the heavens.

Above the sky, endless golden light gathered, eventually forming a colossal screen stretching across the horizon and blotting out the sun, moon, and stars.

Then, a vast, majestic mechanical voice devoid of all emotion exploded simultaneously in the minds of every living being across the continent:

[Twin Douluo Comparison System activated!]

[Connecting to the Original World timeline... Connection successful!]

[This Heavenly Screen will publicly compare "Original World Tang San" and "Current World Tang Shan" in every aspect!]

[Comparison categories include: conduct, cultivation talent, contributions to their sect, emotional choices, ultimate achievements, and more!]

[Comparison begins! Broadcast to the entire continent!]

As the voice faded, the massive Heavenly Screen slowly split in two from the middle.

The Left Side screen was dim in tone, and a title gradually emerged:

[Original World: Tang San]

(Notes: Dependent on hidden weapons, hypocritical double-standard bearer, Yu Xiaogang's disciple)

The Right Side screen shone with brilliant golden light, its title overflowing with dominance:

[Current World: Tang Shan]

(Notes: Lord of Life and Destruction, the one who restored the Clear Sky Sect to greatness, a devout believer in absolute power)

Seeing the utterly different remarks displayed on the Heavenly Screen, all of Spirit City fell silent as the grave.

Tang Shan raised a brow, and an amused curve appeared on his lips.

"Original World's... Tang San?"

"Interesting.

Let me see what kind of pathetic wretch that 'Original Version' became without me replacing him."

At that moment, the Heavenly Screen suddenly lit up!

The first comparison officially began!

[Comparison Event One: Qian Xunji's Pursuit / Birth in a Cave!]

The images on the Heavenly Screen shifted.

The gloomy screen belonging to the [Original World] on the Left Side was the first to stir.

The image broke through chaos, revealing a pitch-black night beneath a violent storm.

Snakes of lightning danced through the dark clouds, and pale flashes repeatedly tore open the heavens, illuminating the despairing scene below.

[Original World · Comparison Begins]

[Location: One Hundred Li Outside Holy Spirit Village, Nameless Mountain]

In the image, a burly man dressed in black was protecting a beautiful blue-robed woman heavily pregnant with child as they fled at high speed through the muddy mountain forest.

The man's body was already covered in wounds. The black Clear Sky Hammer trembled in his hand, and every swing seemed to be draining away his life.

They were the young Tang Hao and Ah Yin!

Behind them, three streaks of light clung relentlessly to them like maggots on bone.

At their head was a man dressed in the Pope's golden robes, a phantom of a Six-Winged Angel spread behind him. Beneath his holy aura lay greed and killing intent so vile it made one sick.

It was the previous Pope, Qian Xunji!