Yan: Letting a Woman Sacrifice Herself for a Free Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Ring and Spirit Bone? Tang San, You Really Are Something!

Xiao Wu looked at the man who had died for her, bloody tears streaming from her eyes.

The next moment, an incomparably domineering crimson magnetic field erupted, forcibly blasting away every enemy around her.

Not even a Titled Douluo could get close!

Xiao Wu, her entire body ablaze with blood-colored flames, walked step by step toward the dying Tang San.

[Narration: There was a kind of love called sacrifice.

Sacrificing the soul, sacrificing life, sacrificing cultivation.

To save her beloved, she chose to perish in both body and soul, never to be reborn!]

"Third Brother, if there is another life, I still want to be your sister..."

As her final whisper faded away, the stunning girl transformed into a sky full of crimson light and merged into Tang San's body.

The light faded.

All that remained was an unscathed Tang San, whose Soul Power had soared to level sixty.

And...

A Soft Bone Rabbit sleeping in his arms, its soul gone.

[Original World · Ending: Living On in Regret]

The image froze on the moment Tang San threw back his head and howled in inconsolable grief.

Had he won?

He had survived, and he had even obtained a Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Ring.

But he had lost—lost completely.

Because the girl he had sworn to protect with his life had died in his arms to save him, becoming a rabbit without consciousness.

[Real World · Dead Silence]

The entire venue was silent.

Xiao Wu had long since broken down in tears, collapsing limply in Tang San's arms.

Tang San, meanwhile, looked as if his spine had been pulled from his body. His eyes were hollow as he stared at the Heavenly Screen.

His vow from moments ago—that he would "never let her sacrifice herself"—now felt like a resounding slap across his face, burning with pain.

"I... couldn't protect her..."

"Before absolute power... my hidden weapons, my schemes, my desperate struggles... they were all meaningless..."

Tang San's nails pierced his palms, and blood dripped down.

He finally understood just how laughable so-called "genius" and so-called "fighting above one's rank" were in the face of true despair.

After the dead silence came a burst of piercing laughter.

The one who shattered the silence was one of Spirit Hall's Golden Generation.

Yan, who was enamored with Hu Liena and thus regarded Tang San as a thorn in his side.

"Hahahaha! This is killing me!"

Yan pointed at Tang San on the Heavenly Screen, who was clutching the rabbit and weeping bitterly. He laughed so hard he doubled over, his eyes filled with contempt and delight.

"Tang San, was this what you meant when you swore that they'd have to step over your corpse?"

"And what happened?

Xiao Wu gave up her life to save you—she even sacrificed her soul!

And you?

Not only did you survive, you even got a Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Ring and a Spirit Bone for free!"

Yan's words were like poisoned blades, each one plunging into Tang San's rawest wounds.

"You talked about protecting your beloved, but in the end, you're nothing more than trash who could only survive by relying on a woman's sacrifice!

If I were you, I'd have smashed my head into a tree long ago. How would I still have the nerve to sit there crying?"

Xie Yue did not mock him as wantonly as Yan did, but his cold eyes were just as full of disdain.

With his arms folded, he looked coldly at the wretched "future Tang San" on the Heavenly Screen and said flatly,

"Weakness is the original sin."

"Faced with powerful enemies, you couldn't break the deadlock.

Faced with despair, you couldn't protect anyone.

Other than impotent rage and desperate struggles meant to move yourself, there was nothing you could do."

Xie Yue shook his head, his tone carrying the arrogance of the strong.

"If this is what the so-called 'Shrek Monster' is, then it is truly disappointing.

A true powerhouse would never let his woman stand in front of him."

Yet as the core of the Golden Generation, Hu Liena's expression was the most complicated of all.

Looking at Xiao Wu on the Heavenly Screen, willing to give everything for Tang San, Hu Liena felt an indescribable bitterness and envy rise in her heart.

As a woman herself, she was shaken by Xiao Wu's resolute love.

But when she saw Tang San being driven into desperation by the future version of herself leading the pursuit, another stab of pain pierced her heart.

"So... this was where we would end up in the future?"

Hu Liena lightly bit her red lip. Her gaze rested briefly on the devastated Tang San in reality before finally turning into a soft sigh.

"Tang San, although your devotion is moving, but... you are too weak."

"In this cruel world, devotion without strength is cheaper than grass."

It was not only the people of Spirit Hall. Even the students from the other academies nearby looked at Tang San differently now.

Their initial sympathy gradually turned into doubt and contempt.

"Yeah, it was touching, but when you think about it carefully, wasn't this just incompetence?"

"If he had even half...

No, even one-tenth of Tang Shan's strength, wouldn't he have just slaughtered everyone from Spirit Hall?

Why would Xiao Wu have needed to sacrifice herself?"

"At the end of the day, he was still too weak.

That Tang Shan could massacre a city at ten, while Tang San was already twenty and still needed his wife to save his life.

The gap... tsk tsk."

Although Feng Xiaotian, Huo Wu, and the others did not kick him while he was down, the light in their eyes had dimmed considerably.

They admired Xiao Wu's sacrifice, but toward Tang San, the one being protected, they could no longer feel even the slightest reverence.

Listening to the tide of discussion surging around him, Tang San clutched Xiao Wu tightly in his arms, his nails digging deeply into his flesh.

"No... that's not how it was..."

He wanted to argue, to roar, to prove that he was not worthless.

But as he looked at the soulless Soft Bone Rabbit on the Heavenly Screen, every word lodged in his throat.

Facts spoke louder than words.

In the future of the Original World, he truly had lost—utterly and completely. He had lost the person he loved most.

Just as Tang San's dignity was being trampled into the mud and the atmosphere throughout the venue had become stiflingly oppressive.

The Heavenly Screen on the right, which had remained silent all this time, suddenly erupted with the majestic, melodious cries of phoenixes and dragons!

[Comparison Continues!]

[Current World: The Meeting and Protection of a Confidante!]

[Tang Shan Arc: Not a Sacrifice, but... Empress Cultivation!]

As the titles emerged, the oppressive atmosphere was instantly shattered.

Everyone widened their eyes, wanting to see what Tang Shan, who seemed like a god or demon, would be like when facing love and the women he loved.

[The Scene Shifts · Current World · Star Dou Great Forest]

The scene showed the same Star Dou Great Forest.

But unlike before, there was no pursuit, no misery, no blood-soaked flight.

There was only peace and... luxury.

It was a vast palace suspended above the Lake of Life.

The adult Tang Shan wore a black-and-gold imperial robe and lounged lazily against his throne.

The aura radiating from him actually caused the surrounding space to warp slightly. It was a terrifying pressure that had already touched the threshold of the God Level!

And beside him, there was no Soft Bone Rabbit.