Tang San's Despair: Tang Shan Ruined Everything! Tang Shan's Plans for the Sun Moon Continent!

So... only a perfect woman like that was worthy of standing by his side?

[In the Air · Convergence of Two Gods]

Under the gaze of the masses, Tang Shan finally flew above Pope's Palace.

At that moment, the golden light filling the sky gradually receded.

A woman in a golden ceremonial gown, with six wings growing from her back and peerless beauty,

held a longsword burning with sacred flames as she floated in midair.

It was Qian Renxue, who had just completed her breakthrough.

Qian Renxue slowly opened her eyes, divine radiance flowing through her golden pupils.

Divine power now resided within Qian Renxue's body.

Even without obtaining her ninth soul ring,

with the Angel Divine Armor covering her body and the Soul Tool Tang Shan had given her, her combat power was already comparable to that of a Super Douluo.

When Qian Renxue saw Tang Shan before her, the divinity in her eyes instantly melted into tender affection.

"Brother Shan..."

Qian Renxue parted her red lips. Though her voice was soft, it rang clearly throughout the venue.

Tang Shan folded his wings and hovered before her, extending a hand domineeringly.

He wrapped an arm around her slender waist, ignoring the tens of thousands of spectators below as he laughed aloud.

"Congratulations to my Xue'er for entering the Titled Douluo realm!

Today brings double joy. The championship of this Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament

will be one of my gifts to celebrate your achievement. What do you think?"

The moment those words were spoken, every competing team below felt as though they had been struck by lightning.

So the glory we fought tooth and nail for was, in your eyes, just a little gift to make your wife happy?!

At the same time, the Original World's image on the left side of the Heavenly Screen delivered the cruelest possible comparison—

[Original World: Tang San was still fleeing miserably from Spirit Hall's pursuit over a Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone, like a homeless dog.]

[Current World: Tang Shan held Qian Renxue in his arms, treating the championship as something easily within his grasp as he accepted the worship of the masses.]

Original World · Before Pope's Palace · A Life-and-Death Predicament.

The air seemed to have frozen.

Cold sweat slid down Tang San's cheeks from his forehead, dripping onto the dry ground and evaporating instantly.

Tang San guarded Xiao Wu behind him, his entire body tense to the limit.

Around them, the sinister gazes of Chrysanthemum Douluo Moon Douluo and Ghost Douluo Ghost Douluo slithered across him like two venomous snakes.

Although Bibi Dong had yet to issue the command to attack because of the Heavenly Screen's broadcast,

the suffocating pressure of being watched from behind nearly made Tang San unable to breathe.

Tang San looked at the right side of the Heavenly Screen, at that high-spirited "Tang Shan," holding a beauty in his arms and treating the heroes of the world like dirt.

Jealousy and resentment grew wildly in his heart like weeds.

"Damn it... damn it!!"

Tang San roared frantically in his heart, his eyes bloodshot.

"Why did you have to appear when we're both Tang San?

Why did you have to make this damned Heavenly Screen review?!"

"If you hadn't exposed Xiao Wu's identity, how would we have ended up in this desperate situation?

You ruined us!

You ruined Xiao Wu!"

Tang San placed all the blame upon that "perfect self."

Yet he had never considered that in this world where the strong devoured the weak, weakness itself was the original sin.

Just as Tang San's mind fell into turmoil and his whole body trembled from extreme tension and fury,

Clack.

The faint, crisp sound was especially piercing amid the deathly silent standoff.

Tang San stiffened abruptly and turned around.

He saw that Xiao Wu was trembling uncontrollably from sheer terror.

The Lovesick Heartbreak Red she had always kept close to her body to conceal her aura

slipped from her chest and fell to the ground!

Buzz—

Without the Lovesick Heartbreak Red concealing her, an incomparably dense pink aura instantly erupted from Xiao Wu's body!

It was not a fluctuation of Soul Power, but the fragrance unique to a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, filled with the temptation of Life!

That was a walking Hundred Thousand Year soul ring!

That was a guaranteed Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone!

"Hiss—!!!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo Moon Douluo's once effeminate face instantly twisted with frenzied excitement.

Yueguan deeply inhaled that alluring scent in the air, his shrill voice rising out of tune.

"Old Ghost!

Do you smell it?

This scent... this scent!!"

The ghostly silhouette beneath Ghost Douluo's black robe rippled violently as well, his hoarse voice unable to conceal its greed.

"No mistake... a Hundred Thousand Year Soft Bone Rabbit!

And she's in the Transformation Stage!

As she is now, we don't even need to act. Any Soul King could kill her!"

"Hahahaha!

Heaven is helping us!

Heaven is helping Spirit Hall!!"

The killing intent of the two Titled Douluo instantly surged.

Yet what truly drove Tang San into Despair was not the Chrysanthemum Ghost Douluo.

It was the gazes coming from behind him.

Beside Shrek Academy's resting area stood the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect camp, which had originally been Tang San's support.

Ning Fengzhi tightened his grip around his scepter, his brows furrowed as though weighing the pros and cons.

But Sword Douluo Chen Xin, standing beside him, had a faint red glow in those eyes that were normally peerlessly sharp and proudly aloof!

Chen Xin looked at the trembling Xiao Wu, his Adam's apple bobbing.

The image on the right side of the Heavenly Screen, where the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect of that world had been reduced to a vassal, deeply stung the proud Sword Dao Chen Xin.

"The Clear Sky Sect in that world is too powerful... powerful enough to bring Despair..."

"If, in our world, I could also possess a Hundred Thousand Year soul ring...

could I break through to rank ninety-seven?

Could I lead the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect out of its fate of being crushed?"

Once such a thought arose, it became like a parasite attached to the bone, impossible to shake off.

Tang San keenly sensed that unusual gaze.

Tang San abruptly turned his head and met Sword Douluo's undisguised greedy stare.

"Grandpa Sword...?"

Tang San's voice trembled, filled with disbelief.

That Sword Douluo who had once thought highly of him and had even dared to confront Spirit Hall for his sake

was looking at Xiao Wu no differently from Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo!

They were all looking at a lamb awaiting slaughter!

They were all looking at a priceless treasure!

Reality was cruel!

At that moment, Tang San finally understood what it meant to be abandoned by everyone and to have the whole world as his enemy.

Without the cover of a protagonist's halo, without the support of overwhelming strength,

Before absolute interests, so-called friendships and so-called allies were as fragile as a sheet of paper!

[Two-World Comparison, a blade to the heart!]

At that moment, as though the Heavenly Screen found Tang San's misery insufficient, it presented another close-up comparison.

[Current World, right side:]

Tang Shan held Qian Renxue in his arms, exuding overwhelming dominance.

With a casual wave of his hand, Tang Shan produced a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone that radiated a terrifying aura.

Tang Shan had obtained it while out at sea.

More precisely, he had obtained it by casually hunting a Hundred Thousand Year Deep Sea Sub-dragon on his way to the Sun Moon Continent.

Before the vast majority of people on the continent even knew it,

Tang Shan had already begun laying plans for the Sun Moon Continent and vigorously developing Soul Tools.

(Sorry, I was too busy during the day and forgot to update. I'll update earlier tomorrow!)