Douluo Continent, Blue Silver Forest.
Within the boundless primeval forest, blue silver grass stretched endlessly in every direction.
They varied in size and vitality—some grew tall and lush like verdant shrubs, thriving with life, while others had only just sprouted, their twin leaves resembling watermelon seedlings, though far larger than ordinary blue silver grass.
Countless strands gathered together, shimmering with a faint blue-silver glow, transforming the entire forest into what seemed like an ocean of light.
Deep within the heart of the forest stood a peculiar existence.
An ancient "tree."
Its body shone like translucent blue crystal, yet its trunk was not singular—it was formed from countless thick blue-silver vines intertwined together. At its center, a weathered face could be seen, resembling that of a human.
Not far away grew another extraordinary plant.
A vine, equally crystalline, its body laced with fine golden veins that radiated an indescribable nobility.
Beside it sat a young boy, cross-legged, eyes closed in meditation.
He appeared to be around twelve years old, dressed in flowing blue robes. His figure was tall and slender, his long blue-silver hair cascading over his shoulders. His skin was fair as jade, his brows sharp, his eyes bright, his nose straight, and his features carried both elegance and quiet strength.
Unforgettable at a single glance.
As he cultivated, the entire forest responded.
The countless blue silver grasses, the ancient tree, and the golden-veined vine all resonated with him, synchronizing with his breathing and rhythm.
Spiritual energy surged from all directions, converging upon him like a tidal current.
The forest itself had become a sacred land of cultivation.
That was why every strand of blue silver grass here far surpassed those of the outside world.
"Boom!"
A sudden surge of power erupted from the boy.
It was as if an invisible shackle had shattered.
"Finally… I've broken through."
Tang Chuan exhaled softly, opening his crystal-blue eyes. A faint smile of satisfaction appeared on his face.
"Congratulations, Your Highness, on reaching Level 50!"
The Blue Silver King immediately spoke with deep respect.
At the same time, the golden-veined vine—Ah Yin—conveyed her joy through their spiritual connection.
"Xiao Chuan, congratulations."
"Thank you, Mother… Blue Silver King… everyone."
Tang Chuan smiled warmly.
"Next, I'll be leaving for a while," he continued.
"One reason is to head to the Star Dou Great Forest to obtain my fifth spirit ring and formally step into the Soul King realm."
"As for the other… there's something I need to take care of."
He paused slightly, his gaze deepening.
"When I return, I may bring you all a surprise."
Tang Chuan was a transmigrator.
He had replaced Tang San in this world.
Unlike the original, Tang Chuan firmly believed that the kindness of raising someone far outweighed the kindness of giving birth.
He held no respect for Tang Hao—a man who had neglected his responsibilities as a father, drowned himself in alcohol, and abandoned his duty.
When Tang Chuan awakened his martial soul, he revealed only Blue Silver Grass.
As expected, Tang Hao discarded him without hesitation.
But that was exactly what Tang Chuan wanted.
With the advantage of foresight, he had already found Ah Yin and the right leg bone of the Blue Silver Emperor.
From there, he walked a completely different path.
He carefully selected spirit rings, developed his martial soul, created his own spirit abilities, and refined his cultivation step by step.
Now, he had reached Level 50.
His soul power had even undergone compression—far surpassing ordinary Soul Masters.
Tang Chuan was confident.
Even against an ordinary Title Douluo, he could hold his ground—or even win.
And once he obtained his fifth spirit ring…
His strength would undergo another transformation.
After that, he planned to seek out Dugu Bo and unlock the secrets of the immortal herbs.
With their help, he could undergo explosive growth—perhaps even condense a soul core, elevating his soul power quality to the level of a Title Douluo.
But at that very moment—
A deafening roar suddenly echoed within the minds of every human and intelligent spirit beast across the Douluo Continent.
The sky split open.
A vast rift tore through the heavens, and boundless golden light poured forth, forming a massive curtain that covered the sky.
No matter where one stood, it was visible.
All attention was irresistibly drawn upward.
"What is this…? A miracle?"
The Blue Silver King was stunned.
"Or perhaps a soul skill of unimaginable power?" Ah Yin speculated.
Tang Chuan frowned slightly, his gaze fixed on the sky.
This… was not part of the original storyline.
Was this caused by his transmigration?
Across the continent, countless powers were shaken.
Spirit Hall.
Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
Heaven Dou Imperial Palace.
Sea God Island.
All eyes turned to the heavens.
Then—
Lines of golden text appeared upon the celestial curtain.
Mysterious. Profound.
Yet instantly understood by all.
[The heavens descend, connecting two parallel Douluo worlds. Characters will be randomly selected for comparison.]
[The screen will divide into Black Douluo and White Douluo worlds, showcasing the lives of selected individuals.]
[At each stage, all living beings may cast their votes. The side with the highest support shall be victorious.]
[The victor will receive rewards.]
[Warning: All votes must be sincere. Any attempt to deceive or interfere will be punished.]
Streams of information flooded into every mind.
Parallel worlds.
Diverging destinies.
A single choice—leading to entirely different outcomes.
Spirit Hall, Worship Hall.
Qian Daoliu stood in silence, his expression complicated.
"So… there truly are worlds where everything changes based on a single decision…"
His gaze flickered.
"In another world… would things have ended differently?"
Notting Hill Academy.
Yu Xiaogang's eyes turned bloodshot, his fists trembling.
"Parallel worlds…?"
His breathing grew heavy.
"Does that mean… in another world… my martial soul didn't mutate?"
"That I possess the true Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon?!"
"Why… why is it me who suffers this fate?!"
His heart twisted with resentment.
Back in the Blue Silver Forest—
The golden text shifted once more.
[Selecting comparison targets…]
[Selected: Tang San — Sea God and Asura God (Black World)]
[Selected: Tang Chuan — God of Life and Destruction (White World)]
The comparison…
Had begun.