Comparison of Beloved Women: Xiao Wu's Sacrifice? Tang San Went Mad: I Will Never...

[Chaos Wind - Lightning World Destruction!]

With a single hammer blow, that Soul Emperor did not even have time to scream before he was smashed directly into a cloud of blood!

Immediately afterward, Tang Shan charged into the crowd like a tiger among sheep, the Meteor Hammer in his hand transforming into Death's scythe.

Every swing of his hammer carried the force of Thunderbolt; every burst of sword intent took several sinful lives.

Blood dyed the earth red, and corpses piled up like mountains.

That ten-year-old boy stood bathed in thunder and blood, like an Asura War God returned from hell!

He used neither poison nor sneak attacks.

He simply fought openly and honorably, killing his way from the city gates all the way to the City Lord's Mansion!

One man, one hammer, slaughtered an entire city!

[Narration: Current World Tang Shan entered the City of Fallen at the age of ten. Over three days and three nights, he killed 863 Fallen Soul Masters! Using slaughter to end slaughter, he proved the path of Asura!]

[Two-World Comparison, the difference was like clouds and mud!]

Left Side:

Tang San hid in a dark corner, ambushing a lecherous Soul Ancestor with poisoned crossbow bolts.

His methods were vicious, his vision narrow, full of petty-mindedness.

Right Side:

Tang Shan stood atop mountains of corpses and seas of blood, facing hundreds of desperate criminals head-on by himself.

His presence swallowed mountains and rivers, his dominance unmatched. This was the bearing of a true powerhouse!

[Real World · Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament]

"Ugh..."

Watching the shocking yet incomparably brutal scene of the city massacre on the right, quite a few students with weaker nerves vomited on the spot.

But even more people felt profound awe!

Dai Mubai trembled all over. The jealousy in his eyes had long vanished, replaced by a fear that came from the depths of his soul.

"This... this is a real monster..."

"Slaughtering a city at ten years old... That killing intent, that courage... what are we?

What were those childish little fights of ours worth?!"

Bibi Dong sat upon the Pope's Chair, her beautiful eyes gleaming as she stared fixedly at the blood-soaked boy on the screen.

"What a way to use slaughter to end slaughter!

What a way to prove the path of Asura!

With such a temperament and such methods, he is practically a born wielder of Divine Slaughter's Domain!"

And Tang San.

At this moment, he no longer even had the strength to be angry.

He looked at Tang Shan, who resembled a god or demon on the screen, then looked at himself on the left as he finished off Bu Le.

An unprecedented sense of shame made him want to kill himself on the spot.

Was this... the difference?

I was still smug over killing a Soul Ancestor, thinking my hidden weapons were unmatched in the world...

And he... had already begun slaughtering cities head-on...

Tang San's so-called "experience of life and death," which he had been so proud of, was a joke before Tang Shan's record of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

What hidden weapons? What poison?

Before absolute strength and courage, they were all nothing but cheap tricks!

"No... impossible... This isn't fair..."

Tang San's eyes were vacant as he repeated the words mechanically.

However, the Heavenly Screen's blows would never stop just because the person involved had broken down.

Just when Tang San thought this was the limit, the image changed again, arriving at the place that haunted his dreams and was also the deepest pain in his heart!

[Comparison Continues!]

[Event: The Meeting and Protection of Beloved Women!]

[Original World: Xiao Wu's Sacrifice and Helplessness VS Current World: ???]

The moment she saw that title, Xiao Wu, who had been guarding Tang San's side, could no longer sit still.

Her face instantly turned pale.

Although her identity had now been exposed, Qian Daoliu of the Real World had previously appeared and intimidated everyone present.

So she was not in danger for the time being.

But now the Heavenly Screen was saying that she would be sacrificed?

Sacrificed to Third Brother?

"No! Never!"

Tang San suddenly rose to his feet, his eyes bloodshot as he clutched Xiao Wu's icy little hand tightly. His knuckles turned white from the force.

Tang San threw back his head and roared at the Heavenly Screen, his voice hoarse yet resolute.

"I, Tang San, swear!

As long as I still have one breath left, I will never let anyone hurt Xiao Wu!

And I will never let her be sacrificed!"

"Anyone who wants to hurt her will have to step over my corpse first!!"

His words struck the ground like iron, filled with a young man's passion and devotion. Even the spectators who had mocked Tang San just moments ago could not help but be moved.

After all, in a world where strength reigned supreme, the courage to give one's life for one's beloved was always worthy of respect.

Xiao Wu's eyes reddened as she gripped Tang San's hand tightly in return and choked out, "Third Brother... I believe you. I believe you..."

Yet the Heavenly Screen was cold and merciless.

It would not change the predetermined course of events because of a young man's oath, nor would it stop showing cruel reality because of the audience's pity.

As if mocking Tang San's pale and powerless vow, the screen on the left suddenly lit up. A future scene named "Despair" slowly began to play.

[Original World · Star Dou Great Forest · Core Area]

In the image, Tang San five years later was far more handsome, but he was currently in an utterly miserable state.

Behind him stood Spirit Hall's Golden Generation—

Xie Yue, Yan, Hu Liena, as well as several Soul Saint-level experts!

And farther away, the terrifying auras of Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo sealed off heaven and earth.

"Run! Xiao Wu, run!!"

Tang San in the image was covered in blood. The Eight Spider Lances behind him had been forcibly shattered, leaving him drenched in gore.

Like a lone wolf driven into a corner, Tang San frantically burned through his own life force, trying to carve out a bloody path for the beloved in his arms.

[Real World · Audience Seats]

"That was... Spirit Hall's Golden Generation?"

"There were Soul Saints pursuing him? There were even Titled Douluo holding the line?"

Seeing that suffocating lineup, the people who had just been moved by Tang San's vow instantly felt their hearts sink.

In such a situation, let alone a Soul King like Tang San, even a Soul Douluo would face certain death!

The image continued.

Tang San unleashed every trump card he had—hidden weapons, poison, the Clear Sky Hammer, the Blue Silver Emperor...

He used everything he had learned in his life, even going so far as to mutilate himself, stabbing the fragments of the Eight Spider Lances into his own body to unleash his potential.

At last, Tang San used his final breath to forcibly tear the Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone left behind by his mother from his own leg!

"Xiao Wu! Fly! Take the spirit bone and fly away!!"

Tang San in the image chose to hold off the enemies in a suicidal attempt to buy Xiao Wu a sliver of hope.

His body was already mangled in the air, his blood staining the sky crimson.

[Real World · Tang San]

"No... don't..."

Watching himself on the screen be torn apart to protect his beloved, Tang San in reality trembled all over as tears poured from his eyes.

He felt that helplessness penetrating deep into his bones.

He had fought desperately. He truly had fought desperately.

But... it was not enough!

His strength was not enough!!

[Sacrifice Begins]

Just as Tang San in the image was about to perish, an incomparably shrill cry echoed through the forest.

"No—!!!"