Evil Soul Master Killing Machine Tang Chuan, Undefeated in a Hundred Diamond Soul Arena Battles, Hu Liena and Dai Mubai Lose Their Composure

"Damn it, why did the Heavenly Screen have to cut off here?"

"Did Tang San actually succeed in absorbing his Ten-Thousand-Year fourth Spirit Ring?"

"Come to think of it, I heard someone say before that during this Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Tournament, a four-ringed Soul Ancestor from the Heaven Dou Empire had a Ten-Thousand-Year fourth Spirit Ring. Could that person be Tang San?"

"That makes no sense! Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Rings cause soul shocks. Even I, a Soul King, barely endured absorbing one. How could a three-ringed Soul Elder possibly do it?"

"And don't the books say that the maximum age limit for a fourth Spirit Ring is only five thousand years?"

"This was personally written by Tang San's teacher, Yu Xiaogang."

"What a joke. He doesn't even have the cultivation of a Soul Ancestor himself. What qualifications does he have to write about this? He probably just asked around about the highest age limits other Soul Masters knew of and compiled them."

"Could it have been an Immortal Herb?"

"Soul shocks are related to spiritual power. He must have eaten an Immortal Herb related to spiritual power in order to absorb a Ten-Thousand-Year fourth Spirit Ring."

"Oh, the information from the second part is here."

"I wonder what level that Tang Chuan from the Black World was at when he was twelve?"

"Tang San was already level twenty-nine. Tang Chuan had to be at least level thirty-four or thirty-five, right? Otherwise, that would be rather unworthy of his aura."

[Publicly Available Information for the Current Stage--]

[White World]

[Name: Tang San]

[Martial Souls: Blue Silver Grass/Clear Sky Hammer]

[Level: Level 40, three-ringed control-system tool Martial Soul Soul Elder]

[Academy: Shrek Academy]

[Titles: Shrek Seven Monsters, Thousand-Handed Asura]

[Spirit Rings: Yellow (400 years), Yellow (700 years), Purple (2,000 years)...]

[Spouse: Xiao Wu]

...

[Black World]

[Name: Tang Chuan]

[Martial Souls: Dark Blue Silver Grass/Clear Sky Hammer]

[Level: Level (?) (?) ring power-attack-system tool Martial Soul Soul Master]

[Spirit Rings: Purple (1,500 years), Purple (7,900 years)...]

[Academy: Spirit Hall Academy]

[Titles: Spirit Hall Holy Son, Evil Soul Master Killing Machine, holder of the Diamond Soul Arena's record for one hundred consecutive undefeated victories]

[Spouses: Lan Yin, Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, Dugu Yan, Ye Lingling, Hu Liena...]

As they watched the information displayed on the Heavenly Screen,

the Shrek group from the White World wore vastly different expressions.

Tang San's eyes widened. "What?! Why doesn't the Black World's Tang Chuan have a displayed level? And his second Spirit Ring is actually nearly eight thousand years old?"

Oscar's mouth hung open as well. "Holy shit, a twelve-year-old Spirit Hall Holy Son? And this Evil Soul Master Killing Machine? That title is way too cool."

"Undefeated in a hundred Diamond Soul Arena battles? He never lost a single match? How is that possible?"

Yu Xiaogang found it even harder to believe.

As the teacher who had personally led Shrek through numerous Soul Arenas,

just a few Silver Soul battles had already left him with little confidence.

Yet Tang Chuan had forcefully crossed eight ranks, fighting from Bronze Soul all the way to Diamond Soul without losing a single match.

It was simply terrifying.

Zhu Zhuqing stared at the place where her name appeared on the Heavenly Screen, her gaze incomparably complicated as she sank into deep silence.

Ning Rongrong sighed helplessly. "I knew the me from the other world definitely wouldn't escape him. Tang Chuan has her completely under his thumb. But why are you involved too, Zhuqing...?"

Xiao Wu furrowed her brows in surprise. "Yeah, Zhuqing. Didn't you flee toward the Heaven Dou Empire after escaping the Star Luo Empire? Why does it look like you ended up in Spirit Hall?"

Meanwhile, Ma Hongjun dropped to his knees and burst into despairing tears.

"Is this even letting people live?"

"That unbelievably gorgeous Blue Silver Douluo, Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing would have been one thing, but even the two from Heaven Dou Royal Academy and Spirit Hall's Golden Generation fell too?"

"And most importantly, why is there an ellipsis after that?!"

"How many does that bastard want?!"

"Why doesn't he just take down Her Majesty the Pope while he's at it?"

Ma Hongjun wailed miserably.

Fortunately, most people were focused on the Heavenly Screen and ignored him. Otherwise, his disrespectful words alone would have been enough to get him into serious trouble.

Of course,

Ma Hongjun was not the one feeling the worst inside.

That distinction belonged to Dai Mubai and Hu Liena.

Not long ago, Dai Mubai had just told Tang San, "If you want a good life, you have to wear a little green on your head!"

And now, Zhu Zhuqing from the Black World had become someone else's spouse.

He could already feel the character for "king" on his forehead faintly turning green.

His fury blazing, he glared at Zhu Zhuqing.

"What are you looking at? What does this have to do with Zhuqing?"

"If you have the guts, go find Tang Chuan in the Black World and cause trouble for him!"

Ning Rongrong was the first to notice Dai Mubai's expression.

She immediately stood with Xiao Wu in front of Zhu Zhuqing, baring their teeth as they glared at him.

Zhu Zhuqing's gaze was equally icy.

"Th... what does this have to do with you two?"

Dai Mubai was utterly stifled. Ning Rongrong was truly annoying.

Every time, she came running over to get in his way.

If it were not for her Title Douluo grandfather, he would have long since...

In the end, Dai Mubai could only snort coldly with an ugly expression, turning away so he would not have to look at them.

The audience stands on the other side were equally lively.

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"

"How could Nana possibly fall for such a scumbag who flirted with women everywhere?"

"The Heavenly Screen must be lying."

Yan's formerly sallow face instantly turned deathly pale.

He clutched his head, looking utterly incredulous.

Xie Yue's expression twitched slightly.

Although, in his understanding,

his younger sister did indeed like men with Tang Chuan's looks,

when it was truly confirmed that Tang Chuan had won her over,

his feelings remained extremely complicated.

Hu Liena's face alternated between red and white, and a trace of guilt and embarrassment occasionally flashed through her eyes.

At the beginning, she had made all kinds of guarantees and insisted that the Black World version of herself definitely would not like Tang Chuan.

Yet how long had it even been?

Her face had been thoroughly slapped swollen.

But asking her to admit it now

was something her inner pride would never permit.

Before long,

Yan, whose resolve had nearly collapsed, suddenly thought of something.

"Oh, I get it. This Tang Chuan must have taken the initiative to pursue Nana from the Black World!"

"He joined Spirit Hall when he was only six."

"And Nana would have been at most eleven or twelve at that time."

"If he used the same methods he used on Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong to pursue Nana,"

"Nana definitely wouldn't have been able to resist him."

"He is utterly shameless."

"Nana was still so young. How could he dare lay a hand on her?"

Hu Liena thought about it for a long time.

She also felt that Yan's reasoning made sense.

With her personality... she would never take the initiative to pursue Tang Chuan...

Pr... probably not.

Hu Liena felt uneasy and uncertain.

Just as everyone was filled with righteous indignation,

the image of the Black World gradually lit up as well.

However,

compared to Tang San's relatively ordinary opening in the White World,

this time, the Black World was somewhat different.

Because the protagonist seen through this omniscient perspective was actually a girl in a black dress.

The girl's features were exquisitely beautiful, every contour seemingly meticulously sculpted by heaven itself, flawless and perfect.

Her eyes were clear and tranquil.

Her ink-black hair fell straight down her back.

Yet her expression was exceptionally cold.

It was not a deliberate disguise.

Rather, it was a pure chill that truly came from within.

However,

in stark contrast to her aloof face,

was the girl's tall and well-proportioned, alluringly curvaceous, fiery figure.

It perfectly fused extreme coldness with sensuality.

["So this is Spirit City?"]

[The black-dressed girl gazed at the gates that far surpassed the Star Luo Empire's technological level and fell into deep thought.]

"Th... isn't that Zhuqing?"

Ning Rongrong could not help widening her eyes.

She cried out in shock.