[Subjects: Black World — Sea God and Asura God Tang San; White World — God of Life and God of Destruction Tang Chuan]
[Now playing: Black World — Tang San]
In an instant, rows of mysterious golden characters appeared across the vast heavenly screen that covered the sky.
Soon, images emerged simultaneously in both the Black World and the White World.
[Within a dense mountain forest, an ox cart carrying Village Chief Old Jack and Tang San traveled through thick woods, crossed small hills, and passed murmuring streams before finally arriving at a small city.]
[Above the city gate, three bold characters were engraved: Nuoding City.]
[After entering the city, Old Jack led Tang San forward, asking for directions along the way until they finally arrived at Nuoding Academy.]
[The academy gate stood tall and imposing, a wide archway nearly twenty meters across and over ten meters high. The surrounding walls were built from solid stone, while two iron gates guarded the entrance.]
[Inside, a broad path stretched forward through a grove of trees, leading toward several tall teaching buildings.]
[However, as Old Jack brought Tang San toward the entrance, they were stopped by a young gatekeeper dressed in uniform.]
["Stop! Who do you think you are? This is Nuoding Academy, not a place for country bumpkins to wander into!"]
[His tone was filled with open disdain.]
White World — Spirit Hall
In Spirit City, within Douluo Hall, Qian Daoliu frowned slightly.
"It is always easier to deal with the King of Hell than with petty people."
Although he had already developed a negative impression of Tang San after witnessing his past in the Tang Sect, the gatekeeper's behavior still displeased him.
If a guard from Spirit Hall behaved in such a snobbish manner, he would have personally reprimanded them.
Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well
At the foot of the mountain, the Earth Dragon Golden Gourd watched the scene unfold.
As the comparison screen transmitted information about the parallel worlds into its consciousness, it was left utterly stunned.
"This… this heavenly screen is real… I wasn't deceived!"
"Then that human, Tang Chuan… truly has the potential to become a god?"
"If I sacrifice to him, perhaps I can really become a divine spirit ring and gain eternal life!"
Excitement surged within it.
Back to the Screen
[Facing the gatekeeper's obstruction, Old Jack forced a smile and stepped forward.]
["Little brother, we're from Saint Spirit Village. This child is a work-study student. Could you tell us what procedures we need?"]
[The gatekeeper sneered. "Oh? A golden phoenix from a straw nest? The academy hasn't had a work-study student in years. Show me your Martial Soul proof."]
[After examining the document, mockery filled his face.]
["Blue Silver Grass with innate full spirit power? What a joke! If you're forging documents, at least make them believable!"]
["Get lost! This must be fake. Saint Spirit Village? More like Beggar Village!"]
[He threw the proof back and prepared to drive them away.]
Hearing his village insulted, Old Jack's expression changed instantly.
"What did you just say?!"
Startled but unwilling to back down, the gatekeeper sneered with his hands on his hips.
"What? Not happy? Look at your clothes, patched all over. If that's not Beggar Village, what is? This academy isn't a charity. Go beg somewhere else!"
As he spoke, he reached out to shove Old Jack.
At that moment, the perspective shifted to Tang San.
A cold, murderous thought surfaced in his mind.
["He dares insult me and bully Grandpa Jack. According to the third rule of the Tang Sect's Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record, once someone is identified as an enemy and has chosen the path to death, mercy only invites future trouble."]
["Besides, I'm just a child. Even if I kill him, no one will suspect me."]
In the next instant, Tang San stepped forward and shoved the gatekeeper to the ground.
At the same time, he raised his left hand.
A sleeve arrow appeared, loaded with a sharp steel needle, its tip aimed directly at the man's throat.
White World Reactions
The moment this scene appeared, countless people were stunned.
"Is there something wrong with Tang San?"
At Shrek Academy, Ning Rongrong was speechless.
"Yes, the gatekeeper is arrogant and deserves to be taught a lesson, but he doesn't deserve death!"
"Calling this 'seeking death' is completely unreasonable!"
"And this is such an obvious act of murder. Even if you're a child, who wouldn't suspect you?"
"If he dies, even if you escape suspicion, Old Jack certainly won't. Isn't this just harming him?"
It wasn't just her.
Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing, Ma Hongjun, Oscar, along with Flender and Zhao Wuji, all fell into silence, their expressions stiff.
Tang San's killing intent was simply too heavy.
A Sudden Intervention
["Enough. Stop."]
[A hoarse voice sounded from the side.]
[A middle-aged man in a black robe walked forward slowly, hands behind his back. He was thin, with short hair and light stubble, his expression rigid and his aura carrying a faint sense of weariness.]
["Grandmaster, you've returned!"]
[The gatekeeper immediately changed his tone, becoming obsequious.]
At this moment, Tang San's gaze sharpened.
Seeing the newcomer, he did not relax. Instead, he raised his sleeve arrow once more and aimed it directly at the man's throat, ready to fire at any moment.
Black World — Supreme Pontiff Palace
"Xiaogang!"
On the throne, Bibi Dong's calm expression shattered.
She abruptly stood up, her eyes filled with excitement.
For years, she had searched for Yu Xiaogang without success. Now she finally knew where he had been.
Six years ago, he had been at Nuoding Academy.
At the same time, when she saw Tang San aiming the sleeve arrow at him, killing intent surged within her.
"That boy dares point a weapon at Xiaogang…"
"For the sake of his father, I once intended to spare him. But now, he is courting death!"
Shrek Academy
Yu Xiaogang had originally been full of anticipation, ready to let the entire continent witness his brilliance as a master of martial soul theory.
But as the scene unfolded, his expression froze.
His disciple… had just aimed a hidden weapon at him.
Yu Xiaogang's face twitched slightly as he fell into silence.
A strange thought surfaced in his mind.
Back then… was I really that close to dying?