Dual Comparison: White Tang San and Black Tang Chuan

"A chrysanthemum, a little ghost."

"And you think you can hurt my son? Get lost!"

A deep voice rang out over Spirit City's arena.

The magnificent, enormous palace seemed to have been shaken by a giant hammer, trembling slightly.

The expressions of Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo, who had been charging toward Tang San and Xiao Wu at the center of the arena, changed abruptly. Before they could react, an overwhelming force blasted them away. They let out muffled groans and staggered back dozens of steps before gradually coming to a stop.

By the time the two steadied themselves,

they had retreated behind a woman of noble elegance and regal bearing.

The woman possessed peerless beauty so perfect that not a single flaw could be found. She wore a Nine-Bend Purple-Gold Crown and held a White Radiant Stone Scepter. A graceful, golden gown wrapped around her exquisite figure, its hem gently fluttering like rippling water and outlining a pair of slender, jade-like legs—long, straight, and devastatingly beautiful.

She was none other than Spirit Hall's current Pope,

Bibi Dong, whose strength had reached the realm of an Ultimate Douluo.

However,

Bibi Dong's expression was terrifyingly grim, and her flawless face was already covered in frost.

"Tang Hao!"

She stared venomously at the slovenly middle-aged man walking through the air.

If not for the nine gleaming soul rings flashing beneath his feet—[yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red]—no one would have believed that the once-renowned Clear Sky Douluo had become so disheveled.

"How dare you run wild before the Papal Hall!"

Gripping her scepter tightly, she struck it against the ground with a crisp metallic chime. Not only did it block the overwhelming pressure sweeping toward them, but it also shattered the sound-amplifying soul devices playing the theme song of Breaking the Cocoon nearby.

"The Papal Hall? What a Papal Hall!"

Tang Hao's tone was icy. The image of his wife being forced to sacrifice herself under the former Pope's siege flashed through his mind. He could no longer suppress his fury; vicious light filled his eyes, and his seventh soul ring erupted with dazzling radiance.

"Look carefully. This is the true Clear Sky Avatar!"

Without hesitation, he activated his Martial Soul Avatar and unleashed the full-force strike of the Great Sumeru Hammer. A colossal phantom capable of blotting out the sky appeared, gripping an enormous Clear Sky Hammer that completely covered all of Spirit Hall.

"Tang Hao! How dare you!"

Bibi Dong's expression turned utterly foul.

She suddenly waved her hand.

The two generals, Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo, along with several elders from the Consecration Hall, all made their moves. Activating their Martial Soul Avatars, they met Tang Hao's massive Clear Sky Hammer head-on.

Just as the terrifying attacks from both sides were about to collide,

a brilliant golden light suddenly tore through the sky with lightning speed.

It seemed to freeze time itself, making it impossible for either side's attack to advance even an inch further.

As a soul-stirring hum echoed out, the golden light gradually spread and became a massive heavenly curtain. One half had a white border, and the other a black border. It seemed to be everywhere; anyone who looked up could see the highly technological screen.

"What is that?"

Everyone and every soul beast on the Douluo Continent stopped what they were doing.

They stared upward in astonishment and began discussing it among themselves.

Very soon,

the screen changed.

Whenever strange words appeared, a voice that everyone could understand automatically played in their minds.

[Ding. Parallel worlds detected. The Dual Douluo Comparison has begun.]

[The first subjects of the dual comparison are counterparts from this world and a parallel world.]

[White-bordered livestream on the left: This world's son of the Clear Sky Douluo, one of the Shrek Seven Monsters—Thousand-Hand Douluo Tang San. (Includes basic information such as name, gender, parents, and so on.)]

[Black-bordered livestream on the right: Parallel world's elder brother of the Blue Silver Douluo, Spirit Hall's Holy Son—Death God Douluo Tang Chuan.]

[Please note: During the viewing period, all physical attacks are prohibited, but everyone may speak freely.]

[The heavenly curtain's comparison is about to begin. First, the life story of White World's Shrek Seven Monsters member Tang San will be shown. Countdown: 5 minutes!]

This sudden development caused Tang Hao, Bibi Dong, and the others' expressions to change drastically. To their horror, they discovered that their bodies seemed to be restricted by some mysterious power. Their rapidly circulating soul power swiftly sank into silence as though trapped in a swamp.

It was not only them.

Nearly everyone on the Douluo Continent was stunned rigid by the heavenly curtain that had appeared from nowhere, unable to recover for a long while.

After all, in their understanding,

only gods could possibly possess the power to affect the entire Douluo Continent.

"A parallel world? Could there really be another world exactly like the Douluo Continent? And if the same person in those two worlds merely experienced some minor difference in life or made a different choice, would that lead to entirely opposite futures?"

Bibi Dong was inwardly astonished, and her beautiful eyes unconsciously swept upward.

When she saw the first part, she lightly glanced at the dazed Tang San in the distance from the corner of her eye. A shadow soon darkened her expression.

Thousand-Hand Douluo Tang San?

That brat actually became a Titled Douluo?

It seemed that even with her included, the seven Titled Douluo-level consecrated elders of Spirit Hall still had ultimately failed to keep Tang Hao here.

Bibi Dong took a deep breath and lowered her gaze.

Yet what she saw this time made her expression freeze abruptly.

Spirit Hall's Holy Son? Tang Chuan?

What did that mean?

Could it be that Tang San's counterpart in that parallel world had not only joined Spirit Hall, but had also received support from that world's Consecration Hall and was being groomed as the next Pope?

What kind of joke was this?

Bibi Dong instantly lost her composure.

As the Pope, not only had her proposal to make her disciple Hu Liena the Holy Maiden been rejected multiple times, but even granting her a Ten-Thousand-Year soul bone belonging to Spirit Hall had drawn endless obstruction and opposition from those old fools of the Consecration Hall. In the end, she had been forced to offer the soul bone as the champion's prize for the Soul Master Academy Tournament.

And now, look at the Black World—they actually treasured the child of Tang Hao and a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast like some priceless jewel...

How utterly outrageous.

A bunch of traitors who fed on Spirit Hall while working against it.

Bibi Dong felt as though her lungs were about to explode from rage, but she could not bring herself to act in a way that would disgrace the Pope. She could only fume helplessly where she stood.

At the same time, she gritted her teeth and thought, She had better not find out who in the Black World had recommended Tang Chuan as Spirit Hall's Holy Son. Otherwise, she would smash their head crooked, blow up their chest, tear Neo apart, break their legs, and lock them in a secret chamber to torture them mercilessly for three days and three nights.

Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo, standing behind Bibi Dong, were equally shocked.

The two quietly exchanged a glance. Without speaking, they tacitly tried to gather soul power and lock onto Tang San.

Their relationship with Tang Hao and his son had long become irreconcilable—a life-and-death feud. Whether from personal motives or Spirit Hall's perspective, they should eliminate in the cradle an existence that might become a grave future threat.

That thought became even more frenzied after learning that Tang San had the potential to become a Titled Douluo.

They knew clearly that if Tang San truly escaped this time, they would likely be unable to sleep or eat in peace in just a few years.

At that thought,

murderous intent nearly overflowed from Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo's eyes.

This boy absolutely could not be allowed to live.