Comparison One: Tang San Had Barely Been Born When His Mother Died! (Please Bookmark!)

At his side stood a ghostly shadow and drifting chrysanthemum petals—it was none other than the two great Titled Douluo, Guimei and Yueguan.

(The original novel did not have this, but the animation did. For the sake of the plot, Chrysanthemum and Ghost are being included.)

"Tang Hao, there is nowhere left for you to run!"

On the Heavenly Screen, Qian Xunji stood high above them, his voice icy.

"Hand over that Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast that has taken human form, and for the sake of the Clear Sky Sect, I might leave you an intact corpse!"

"Bullshit!"

Tang Hao's eyes blazed as he roared, shattering the curtain of rain that filled the sky.

"If you want to touch Ah Yin, you'll have to step over my corpse!"

At that very moment of life and death, a violent pain suddenly tore through Ah Yin's abdomen. Her face turned pale as she clutched her stomach and collapsed into the mud.

"Hao... the child... the child is coming..."

Tang Hao's expression changed drastically. Looking toward the narrow, cold cave ahead, a trace of resolve and sorrow flashed through his eyes.

"Ah Yin, go inside!

No matter what happens, do not come out!"

Accompanied by the shrieking wind and rain, this scene was clearly displayed across the Myriad Worlds—and reflected in the eyes of every person in the Original World.

[Original World · Douluo Continent]

[Time: Finals of the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament]

At that moment, the originally tense atmosphere in Spirit City was utterly shattered by the sudden appearance of the Heavenly Screen.

Shrek Academy resting area.

"This... this is..."

Tang San stared fixedly at the scene on the Heavenly Screen. It was as if he had been struck by five bolts of lightning, leaving him completely dumbfounded.

Though he had lived two lives, and though he knew his father was the Clear Sky Douluo, he had never personally witnessed the moment of his own birth!

He had known even less about the despairing pursuit his parents had endured back then.

That man roaring in the rain to protect his wife.

Was he truly the same dispirited father who spent all day drinking and forging, forcing Tang San to cook and take care of him?

And that woman in blue...

"Was that... my mother?"

Tang San stretched out a trembling hand, wanting to touch the Heavenly Screen. His eyes reddened instantly.

But then Tang San's heart suddenly trembled, and a bone-chilling cold surged through him.

It was over!

Everything had been exposed!

The truth that he was a hybrid of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast and a human, and the blood-deep grudge between his father and Spirit Hall.

It was being revealed before Pope's Palace.

Right in front of Bibi Dong, by this damned Heavenly Screen?!

"Xiao San, was... was that your father?"

Dai Mubai swallowed hard as he looked at Tang San in shock.

"Your father actually dared to confront the Pope of Spirit Hall head-on?"

Oscar's legs went weak with fright.

"My god, that was the previous Pope, Qian Xunji?

And Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo?

Three Titled Douluo were hunting him down?

Xiao San, your background is way too terrifying!"

At that moment, Yu Xiaogang's face was as pale as paper. His usual composure as the "Master" had completely vanished.

Yu Xiaogang stiffly turned his head toward Bibi Dong on the platform, roaring madly in his heart.

Heavenly Screen, you have ruined me!

Heavenly Screen, you have ruined me!

At a time like this, does Xiao San still have any chance of surviving?

Before Pope's Palace, at the viewing platform.

Bibi Dong had originally been reclining lazily against the Pope's Chair, but she had now straightened up.

Bibi Dong's pale violet eyes were fixed upon Qian Xunji's figure on the Heavenly Screen, a profoundly complicated light flickering in them.

There was hatred, satisfaction, and even a trace of inexplicable admiration for Tang Hao's courage back then.

If Qian Xunji had not pursued Tang Hao and his wife back then.

He would not have returned severely injured, and she would not have had the chance to kill him, devour his Angel Bloodline and soul, and begin the Rakshasa Nine Trials.

"So that was what happened back then..."

Bibi Dong murmured, then her gaze abruptly sharpened as it swept toward Tang San below.

"No wonder the aura around this boy felt familiar. So he is the bastard spawn of that Blue Silver Emperor."

Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo, standing behind Bibi Dong, were feeling deeply uncomfortable.

They looked at their younger, arrogant, high-spirited selves on the Heavenly Screen.

Then they recalled the terror of later being dominated by Tang Hao's earth-shattering hammer.

The two exchanged a glance, each seeing the gloom in the other's eyes.

"Was that... Father?"

On the other side, Qian Renxue, disguised as the Heaven Dou Crown Prince "Xue Qinghe," was standing beside Ning Fengzhi.

Qian Renxue's slender hand clenched tightly beneath her sleeve, her nails nearly digging into her palm.

This was the first time she had seen her father so directly.

Although Bibi Dong had told her that her father had died after being severely wounded by Tang Hao, she had never seen the scene herself.

As she watched that majestic, sacred figure on the Heavenly Screen, an indescribable sorrow welled up in Qian Renxue's heart, along with killing intent toward Tang Hao and his son.

"Tang San..."

Qian Renxue's gaze covertly stabbed toward the Shrek Team.

"So you are the son of the man who killed my father."

In a dark corner somewhere in Spirit City.

A tall figure in a tattered black robe leaned against a wall, tightly gripping a wine gourd in his hand.

The instant he saw Ah Yin collapse in agony on the Heavenly Screen, a sharp crack rang out—the sturdy wine gourd was crushed in his bare hand!

Wine mixed with tears ran down Tang Hao's unshaven cheeks.

"Ah Yin..."

Tang Hao's entire body trembled. The grief, indignation, and killing intent he had suppressed for more than ten years nearly erupted beyond his control at that moment.

He hated his own weakness. He hated Spirit Hall's cruelty.

More than that, he hated the Heavenly Screen for tearing open his most painful wound once more and exposing it bloodily before the world!

While everyone in the Original World harbored their own thoughts, shocked and terrified.

On the Heavenly Screen, Ah Yin had already crawled with great difficulty into that cold, damp cave.

"Waaah—!!!"

A loud infant's cry pierced through the raging thunderstorm, echoing through the valley and in the ears of every person in both worlds.

On the screen to the left, subtitles slowly emerged:

[Original World Ending: Ah Yin sacrificed herself. Tang Hao severely wounded Qian Xunji, then fled in misery with the newly born Tang San. From then on, he concealed his identity and became a drunken blacksmith in Holy Spirit Village.]

[Evaluation: Hell mode from the start. Survival depended entirely on keeping a low profile. Both father and son were tragic figures.]

Upon seeing that evaluation, Tang San of the Original World bit his lip hard, his heart filled with humiliation and unwillingness.

Yes, this was his fate. He had been born into flight, born into tragedy!

Current World, Spirit City, Pope's Palace viewing platform.

Watching the incomparably tragic scene on the screen to the left.

Tang Chen, who had originally exuded overwhelming dominance, could not help widening his eyes, his face full of disbelief and fury.

Tang Chen pointed at that "Tang Hao" on the Heavenly Screen, who was in such a sorry state as he protected his wife and child.

He then turned to Tang Shan, who sat steadily before him, his voice trembling slightly with agitation.

"Shan'er, what... what is going on?!

That may look like Hao'er as well, but that cowardly appearance, that miserable state of being driven into a corner... how could this be?!

Could it be that somewhere, my Clear Sky Sect actually fell so low that Spirit Hall could bully us like this?!"