The Order to Hunt Him Across an Era!

It exploded! The Douluo I Era erupted completely!!

After Spirit Hall's Great Enshrined, Qian Daoliu, promised a set of Ten Thousand Year Soul Bones, Huo Yuhao piled more rewards onto the bounty.

Friendship with a future god, a Child of Destiny, the Supreme of the Killing Dao, and the Demon Venerable of the Soul Dao, plus the Soul Spirit Creation Method, which could change the entire cultivation system for Soul Masters.

And there was even a chance to inherit two Godhoods.

By now, the bounty had grown to a terrifying sum.

Gods appeared constantly on the Heavenly Screen. God Level souls, God Level Martial Souls, God Level Bloodlines—they came one after another.

But in reality, even a Titled Douluo was hard to come by. Who wouldn't want to become a god?

And who wouldn't want to rush up and stab Tang San the moment they saw him?

"Huo Yuhao, you're fucking shameless!"

"Kicking me while I'm down! You can't kill me in the Heavenly Screen's comparison, so you resort to petty tricks to have me hunted down!"

"That's just like you, Huo Yuhao! A beast who could butcher his own blood and do something so vicious to his own kin!!!"

Whoosh!

Huo Yuhao's face darkened instantly. Killing intent flashed in his eyes; his patience had reached its limit.

"Heh. Tang San, when it comes to shamelessness, I still fall a little short of you."

"Don't panic yet. You still have the tiniest chance of surviving."

"But once I say what comes next, everyone on the continent will be calling for your head."

Tang San's face went pale at Huo Yuhao's words. A far worse feeling suddenly welled up in his chest.

"Stop fighting, stop fighting! Both of you, please stop!"

Rain poured down that day. Tang Wulin stood helplessly between them, trying to calm them.

But Huo Yuhao carried a blood feud, while Tang San faced mortal danger. Neither paid him any attention.

"Everyone in the Douluo I Era who wants to help Tang San, listen carefully. Here's what happens to those who help him..."

"Ten thousand years ago, after he brought about the Destruction of the Angel God, Spirit Hall, and the Spirit Hall Empire, the Heaven Dou Empire—which had supported him with all its might—was split apart. It ceased to exist in name and in fact."

"The Star Luo Empire helped him too. That was the country of his good brother. After the emperor changed, that brother's descendants were reduced to the status of a mere duke."

"He used Sea God Island to build up Shrek Academy. Sea Soul Masters nearly went extinct. And the Clear Sky Sect put two beasts in charge, leaving the Clear Sky Hammer a name with no substance."

"To make his Tang Sect rise again, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect withdrew from the world. The Upper Three Sects of ten thousand years ago were pushed to the margins."

"Every commoner in the Douluo I Era lost the chance at Martial Soul Awakening, and it never returned, not even ten thousand years later. In my era, ninety-nine percent of Soul Masters in the three great empires come from Soul Master families, sects, or the nobility. In other words, every path you had to rise, every opportunity, was cut off!"

Afraid Tang San might survive and other factions might still help him, Huo Yuhao exposed everything that had happened over the next ten thousand years in one breath.

No one who helped Tang San had come out well. Gratitude for helping him? Gratitude for helping bring about the Destruction of Spirit Hall and the Spirit Hall Empire? Bullshit. All of it had to fall before his ten-thousand-year plan. All of it had to make way for the Tang Sect!

Tang San's mind roared.

Xiao Wu stared at Tang San in horror too.

Even the factions that helped Tang San—and the humans who belonged to the same race as him—had ended up like that. If she, a Soul Beast who had undergone Soul Beast Transformation, helped him... wouldn't she end up even worse???

Standing beside Huo Yuhao, Jin Ruir glanced at Tang San and frowned slightly.

"Beast."

Tang Wulin hesitated for a moment, then quietly moved away from Tang San.

"Senior Tang San, uh... that's no way to treat people."

Tang San's face was deathly pale. His whole body shook, and his head rang. He knew. He knew that the moment Huo Yuhao had spoken those words, he was finished.

He was finished, truly finished. Once he returned to the Douluo I Era, everyone would be calling for his head. They would target him, and anyone who spotted him would report him to Spirit Hall without hesitation.

No. He couldn't admit it.

He absolutely couldn't admit it. If he did, there would be nowhere in the Douluo I Era for him to hide.

"No! I didn't! I swear to heaven, I did none of those things!"

"I would never be as ungrateful as Huo Yuhao claims. I, Tang San, swear it here before heaven!!"

"If I truly did those things, then after I become a god, let me make amends! To anyone who shows me kindness today, I, Tang San, will repay it a hundredfold!!!"

In the Douluo II Era, everyone watching the Heavenly Screen could no longer sit still.

"Fuck you, Tang San! You brought about the Destruction of Spirit Hall, and none of us had our Martial Souls awakened! I live deep in the mountains, and only now did I learn that Martial Souls and Soul Masters even exist!"

[Du Busi, the Level 98 peak Super Douluo and sect master of the Body Sect: "Huo Yuhao is right. The Upper Three Sects of ten thousand years ago have all but vanished from the continent. The Star Luo Empire no longer belongs to the Dai Family, either. As for Sea Soul Masters... I've hardly seen any."]

Boom!

In the Douluo I Era, everyone who had planned to offer Tang San help in his hour of need—while Spirit Hall hunted him and before he rose to power—so they could ride his ascent on the God Level express, felt their hair stand on end. Every faction felt it too.

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect

[Ning Fengzhi, sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect: "Ten thousand years from now, are any of Rongrong's descendants still there?"]

[Ning Tian of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda: "Ancestor, I'm here. Wait for me—I'll return to the sect and check its historical records at once. Ancestor Rongrong has become a god, but our sect has indeed withdrawn from the world."]

"She became a god. Rongrong will be a god in the future. Then how could a sect with a god among its ancestors end up withdrawing from the world?"

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was currently one of the Upper Three Sects. It backed the Heaven Dou Empire, held sway over half the continent, and had wealth to rival a nation... Its power and riches were at their peak.

And that was in an era when no one had yet become a god. In the future, someone from the sect would become one, yet the sect's fortunes would only worsen.

Ning Fengzhi's expression darkened. Calculation glinted in his eyes.

"Uncle Jian, Uncle Gu, gather every elder and Soul Master in the sect. We're going to Shrek Academy!"

Comparison Space.

"Huo Yuhao, fuck you!"

"Fine, fine, fine. That's how you want to play??"

"Then nobody gets to fucking play!!!"

Tang San looked straight at the Heavenly Screen showing the Douluo II Era.

"I, the future Sea God Tang San, hereby command Shrek, which will owe me so much in the future... Hunt down Huo Yuhao, starting now!"

"And every Soul Master faction in the Douluo II Era—you know how terrifying Evil Soul Masters are, don't you??"

"Huo Yuhao is an Evil Soul Master through and through! Once he grows strong, he'll surely endanger the continent. Join forces and wipe him out before he rises!!!"

Beside Gu Yuena, Tang Wulin jumped in fright.

"Madness. This world has gone mad!"

"The first and second generations are going at each other. One keeps piling up the bounty; the other orders an entire era to hunt him down..."

"Teacher Wu was right. Their family affairs really aren't something I can get mixed up in."

Tang Wulin's face went pale. He opened his mouth, then closed it again, badly shaken. They were calling on an entire era to hunt someone down at the drop of a hat.

[Comparison complete. Everyone will be transported back to their respective eras!]