This… is actually the punishment for voting against one's true heart?
Tang Chuan was genuinely surprised.
He hadn't expected that Yu Xiaogang's punishment… would turn into his reward.
But surprise quickly turned into decisiveness.
A free opportunity like this—why not take it?
"I accept the reward."
The Golden Origin
The moment his voice fell—
A warm, surging current flooded into his body.
It was gentle… yet overwhelming.
Tang Chuan's consciousness sank inward, and he clearly sensed it—
A mass of golden, liquid-like energy had appeared deep within his spiritual sea.
Radiant. Ancient. Powerful.
This was the origin of the Golden Sacred Dragon martial soul.
He could:
Store it as a separate origin
Fuse it into the Blue Silver Emperor
Or integrate it into the Clear Sky Hammer
Each choice meant a completely different path.
Tang Chuan did not rush.
He chose to wait.
The Curtain Falls
High above—
The golden canopy dimmed, the brilliance fading into darkness.
Only a few solemn lines of text remained:
[The first phase of the Dual Douluo comparison has concluded.]
[After seven days, the second phase will begin.]
Dark WorldSpirit Hall — Papal Palace
The broadcast ended.
Bibi Dong slowly rose from her throne.
Her expression—usually cold and untouchable—was now filled with worry.
Her fingers tightened around the papal scepter.
Xiao Gang…
She wanted to see him.
To know how he was after that punishment.
But reality held her back.
Her identity.
Her responsibilities.
And the fact that she didn't even know where Yu Xiaogang was.
After a long silence—
She exhaled softly and sat back down, her gaze dimming.
Shrek Academy
On the surface—
Everything seemed unchanged.
But underneath…
Something had shifted.
Tang San could feel it.
The way Dai Mubai looked at him.
The subtle distance from Ning Rongrong.
Even Ma Hongjun's attitude.
Only Xiao Wu remained the same.
That invisible change—
Fueled a growing storm inside him.
You all think you understand me?
You think you can judge me?
Fools…
Tang San lowered his gaze, hiding the coldness in his eyes.
One day…
You'll pay for this.
Even his teacher—
Yu Xiaogang—
Left a thorn in his heart.
He voted for me…
Yet he was punished…
Does that mean… deep down… he doesn't truly acknowledge me either?
That thought—
Made Tang San deeply uncomfortable.
White WorldBlue Silver Forest → Heaven Dou Imperial City
After bidding farewell to Ah Yin—
Tang Chuan initially planned to head to the Star Dou Great Forest to obtain his fifth spirit ring.
But now—
Plans changed.
The Golden Sacred Dragon origin… needed the perfect opportunity.
And he remembered something crucial—
The Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.
Within it grew countless immortal herbs.
Among them—
Earth Dragon Golden Melon.
A treasure capable of:
Boosting cultivation
Evolving dragon-type martial souls
Perfect.
Tang Chuan's eyes gleamed.
If he could obtain it—
Not only could he gain a 100,000-year spirit ring…
He could also evolve the Golden Sacred Dragon origin into a complete martial soul.
A true transformation.
A Calculated Move
He set his destination:
Heaven Dou Imperial City.
His target:
Dugu Bo.
But Tang Chuan wasn't reckless.
Even with knowledge and confidence—
He chose patience.
The upcoming second phase of the Sky Curtain—
Would reveal more of his "future."
Including something even more valuable—
His background.
And one name—
Carried immense weight.
Tang Hao.
Even if I dislike him…
His name… is still useful.
Five Days Later…
The sky trembled once more.
Golden light burst forth—
Illuminating both worlds.
The Sky Curtain had returned.
[The second phase of the Dual Douluo comparison begins.]
[Subjects:]
[Tang San — Sea God & Asura God (Dark World)]
[Tang Chuan — Life & Destruction God (White World)]
[Now playing: Tang San's past.]
The Fall
A cliff shrouded in mist.
Howling winds.
A figure—
Tang San—
Fell.
His body shattered upon impact.
Yet—
From the broken remains—
A complete soul emerged.
And was pulled into a spatial rift.
Rebirth
The scene shifted.
A vast forest.
A man and woman fleeing desperately.
The man—
Tall. Powerful.
A black hammer in hand.
Eight spirit rings circling him.
The woman—
Gentle. Beautiful.
With flowing blue-silver hair.
Holding a baby tightly in her arms.
Behind them—
Pursuers.
Spirit Hall elites.
And leading them—
A terrifying figure.
Clad in golden robes.
With six wings spread wide.
Nine spirit rings blazing around him.
The chase—
Had begun.