If I Died, Would I Never Have to Bear This Pain Again?

The second comparison between Sea God Tang San and Xiao Wu, and Tang Wulin, had ended.

Deathly silence fell inside and outside the Heavenly Screen.

The next instant, comments swept across it like a tide.

"One claw shattered his bones! Is he even human?"

"The Dragon God Form, Golden Dragon Power—one force breaks ten thousand techniques!!"

"No tricks, just raw numbers! Every flashy move turns to dust before absolute power!!!"

[Heavenly Screen Betting settlement!]

["The immortal herb Full Moon Wearing Autumn Dew you wagered is transforming..."]

The Heavenly Screen's voice sounded in Huo Yuhao's mind.

But Huo Yuhao had no attention to spare for it. He stared at Tang San, who had already recovered, not far away—he was healing Xiao Wu's injuries.

"There's no mistake. Damn it, his aura is already changing."

Within the Undead World in his Spiritual Sea, Electrolux quietly opened his eyes atop a massive throne.

"My good disciple, don't worry. It's only a Soul Fragment. Even if it's a Divine Soul, before me, Electrolux—your God-Level Martial Soul—souls and the undead... they've met their absolute nemesis!"

"During the comparison, have no fear. Undead Magic holds absolute power over souls!!"

"Once I condense the Undead Law, wiping out that Soul Fragment will take no more than a slap!!!"

Phew~!!!

Huo Yuhao immediately let out a long breath of relief.

With Electrolux to fall back on, he truly had no reason to fear interference from another Divine Soul. But Tang San now possessed the soul of his future godhood. Once he returned to the Douluo World, he would inevitably grow quickly.

With a lifetime of experience behind him, he might even become a god early in this life.

If I'd known, I would've devoured that soul while I was calming the Golden Dragon King.

Regret flashed through Huo Yuhao's eyes. In the end, his heart still wasn't hard enough, still wasn't ruthless enough.

Hum~!!!

Just then, a beam of Golden Light fell on Huo Yuhao and Tang Wulin.

[The Heavenly Screen's third live comparison!]

[Dragon God Form Tang Wulin vs. Undead Saint Son Huo Yuhao!]

Huo Yuhao was teleported onto the Heavenly Screen Arena once more.

"Senior Yuhao, we're facing off again."

Golden Light shone in Tang Wulin's eyes, and his whole body trembled with excitement. But when he remembered Huo Yuhao's strength, his face paled slightly.

"Your rate of growth took me completely by surprise. I nearly used every means at my disposal to beat you."

The light in Tang Wulin's eyes dimmed at once. Alarm crossed his face as he waved his hands repeatedly, a wry smile on his lips.

"Senior Yuhao, please don't joke."

"I just hope I won't lose too badly to you."

[Dragon God Form Tang Wulin vs. Undead Saint Son Huo Yuhao!]

[The Holy Spirit Seven Heroes may assist Undead Saint Son Huo Yuhao!!]

[The Third-Generation Shrek Seven Devils may assist Dragon God Form Tang Wulin!!!]

[Heavenly Screen Betting is open!]

Betting... I'm bound to lose against Huo Yuhao this time. Maybe...

An idea sprang into Tang Wulin's mind. He didn't think he could win; against Huo Yuhao, he had never even entertained the thought.

When Heavenly Screen Betting appeared again, no one dared wager recklessly. They couldn't make sense of this match.

Instinct told them all that Huo Yuhao, with more Soul Rings, more soul bones, and more cheats, would surely win.

But Tang Wulin was the son of a God King and had a terrifying bloodline cheat. He couldn't even control his own strength. His dragon claw had nearly crushed Tang San to death. He was even more absurd than Huo Yuhao—a sheer numerical steamroller.

[To prevent participants from betting on themselves or their opponents and throwing the comparison, participants may not place bets.]

Tang Wulin pressed his lips tightly together, utterly despairing. He had planned to bet on his own defeat so this bloodline would stop hurting both him and others, but...

The Heavenly Screen had blocked that self-destructive escape.

Hearing the announcement and seeing Tang Wulin's despairing expression, Huo Yuhao gave him a strange look.

"Looks like you have no idea what kind of power you're carrying."

[Comparison... begin!]

The instant the comparison began, five Soul Rings—white, yellow, purple, black, and red—slowly appeared behind Huo Yuhao.

Without the slightest hesitation, Huo Yuhao turned and sprinted toward the far side of the Arena.

Before Tang Wulin's stunned eyes, Huo Yuhao put nearly a hundred meters between them in just two and a half seconds.

Three enormous question marks practically popped up over Tang Wulin's head.

While Tang Wulin still stood there dazed, Huo Yuhao's blood-red eyes slowly opened.

"Hahahahaha!!!"

"I've won!"

Terrifying Spiritual Power erupted. The instant it burst forth, Tang Wulin froze, unable to move a muscle.

"I... I can't move!"

Tang Wulin could only stare blankly upward as Huo Yuhao raised his right hand and unleashed his Second Martial Soul.

A colossal hand descended from the sky in an instant.

Huo Yuhao knew his own strengths, and he knew Tang Wulin's.

Fighting Tang Wulin up close was suicide. His terrifying Dragon God's Power would crush anyone like a heavy truck rolling over speed bumps without slowing down—even Huo Yuhao.

That was why Huo Yuhao had thrown everything into opening the distance between them the moment the comparison began.

Once he had enough distance, his powerful Spiritual Power and the strength of his soul were enough to lock Tang Wulin down from across the entire Arena.

Without Old Tang to ward off mental attacks, they were Tang Wulin's greatest weakness—the sole flaw amid all those terrifying power stats!

The enormous hand of his Second Martial Soul, a Divine Soul, fell. Tang Wulin was instantly caught in Huo Yuhao's grasp, and his vision sank into boundless darkness.

Lose. Lose. If I lose this comparison, if I die here in Comparison Space, I'll never have to bear this pain again, will I?

Tang Wulin did not struggle or fight back. He faced death head-on.

He chose to accept everything.

Tears filled his eyes, and he could not bear to leave. But he thought of Na'er, his little sister, his teacher, and the Shrek Seven Monsters, who had gone away because of him. He was afraid he would bring disaster upon them too.

He did not choose to surrender.

In Huo Yuhao's hand, he was like a little girl—ahem, a little boy.

The Three Realms erupted.

Douluo I Era

"Tang Wulin, what are you doing? I bet on you! Don't throw the match, I'm begging you!"

Douluo II Era

"Under that absolute Spiritual Power, Tang Wulin can't even move??"

Douluo III Era

"Tang Wulin hasn't surrendered. He... oh no. He's accepted his fate. He wants to die at Huo Yuhao's hands and release that power outside our era!"

"Tang Wulin, is this how you're going to grow old with us for Na'er's sake?!"

"Wulin, if you can't win, surrender! There's no shame in losing to Huo Yuhao, a Peak Soul King. Come back alive for your teacher!!!"

When Tang Wulin gave up resisting and even refused to surrender, choosing instead to release the power that had tormented him his whole life in the Heavenly Screen's space beyond the world, no one could sit still.

"His little sister left when he was a child, then his adoptive parents disappeared. After becoming an orphan, he finally found his sister again at Shrek, only for her to vanish completely because of him... Tang Wulin blames himself for everything!"

"Oh no. Tang Wulin thinks he's the disaster. I'm crying—he's even afraid his power will harm his world, so he's chosen to release it outside the world!!"

"That's Tang Wulin! The future Number One of the Douluo III Era—the man who silently protects the world with his own power!!!"

Everyone at Shrek was frantic.

"Boss, don't!"

"You still have us! We still need you! We need you here!"

"Tang Wulin, there are still people who love you!!!"