The Third Martial Soul Was Actually God King Tang San?!

The next second, a blue phantom appeared behind Xu Yuan.

The phantom was imposing, with broad shoulders and long hair that fell all the way to his feet. He wore a robe.

"Strange. Why have I become like this?"

The blue phantom muttered to himself. Xu Yuan, who was pondering the meaning of life in front of him, didn't hear a thing.

The blue phantom couldn't help but think. He remembered giving up his cultivation and taking his own life so he could reincarnate and search for Xiao Wu's reincarnation.

He had happened to run into a spacetime rift, and after he awoke, he had become like this.

The blue phantom was none other than God King Tang San, the protagonist of Douluo Continent.

God King Tang San looked at himself and felt that he looked just like a Martial Soul.

Could it be that he had become this child's Martial Soul?

At the thought, God King Tang San furrowed his brow.

He was a dignified God King. There was no way he could become someone else's possession.

He had to possess this child!

This child's body could become his new body. The child should be glad.

After all, the entire Douluo Continent was Tang San's back garden.

The Plane Master of Douluo Continent was his father, and his mother was the Core of Life of Douluo Planet.

God King Tang San was confident that he could quickly recover his strength and then resume his search for Xiao Wu's reincarnation.

But for now, the most urgent thing was to find out when he was.

Looking at Xu Yuan's home, God King Tang San thought the family was truly poor, though they were still much better off than his own family had been when he was a child.

Back then, his family had been so poor even mice wouldn't come by. If they had, they would've counted as an extra meal.

Xu Yuan had come back to himself and noticed his third Martial Soul, God King Tang San.

He knew what the Martial Soul was called because he had heard God King Tang San's thoughts.

He knew that the other man had given up his cultivation and taken his own life to search for Xiao Wu's reincarnation, then run into a spacetime rift while reincarnating and become Xu Yuan's Martial Soul.

More importantly, God King Tang San wanted to possess him.

Xu Yuan realized he could get rid of God King Tang San with a single thought, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

That meant he could keep Tang San from taking over his body.

Xu Yuan secretly thought that he could use God King Tang San to help himself become a god.

To be honest, at first Xu Yuan hadn't thought he could become a god. But with God King Tang San, becoming one wouldn't be difficult.

Since God King Tang San knew he had returned to the past, there was a good chance he would help Xu Yuan grow stronger. When the time was right, he would try to possess him.

Xu Yuan guessed that God King Tang San would choose to possess him during the Ninth Trial.

At that point, Xu Yuan would be off his guard, giving God King Tang San the perfect chance to take over.

Xu Yuan had never thought of himself as a particularly good person. He even considered himself rather selfish.

Besides, since God King Tang San wanted to possess him, and Xu Yuan intended to use him to become a god, the two of them were simply using each other.

Xu Yuan would be the winner, of course, because he could hear God King Tang San's thoughts and get rid of him.

God King Tang San knew nothing about any of that.

God King Tang San came up to Xu Yuan and asked, "Child, what's your name?"

Xu Yuan came back to himself and feigned shock. "A Martial... Martial Soul can talk?!"

God King Tang San watched the perfectly timed shock on Xu Yuan's face, a trace of barely perceptible contempt flickering in his eyes.

In his view, it was only natural for a child from a remote village to react that way upon seeing a talking Martial Soul.

"Don't be alarmed." God King Tang San deliberately softened his tone, trying to make his voice sound gentle.

In truth, every word carried spiritual pressure. Even in his current phantom form, it was enough to unsettle an ordinary Soul Master.

But God King Tang San had no idea that his spiritual pressure had no effect on Xu Yuan whatsoever.

"I am your third Martial Soul. From now on, I will be your greatest aid," God King Tang San said proudly.

Helping this child grow stronger would be a piece of cake. Even becoming a god would be no trouble.

Xu Yuan sneered inwardly, but kept the fear and curiosity expected of a child on his face. He shuffled backward and stammered, "A... an aid? Can a Martial Soul help you, too? Grandpa Village Chief said Martial Souls are for cultivation..."

"That is a narrow-minded view." Tang San spoke calmly, his tone unconsciously revealing the arrogance of a superior. "Ordinary Martial Souls, naturally, can't. But I'm different. As long as you do as I say, I can save you a hundred years of detours on the path of a Soul Master. You might even... become a god."

He deliberately dangled godhood before the child. He didn't believe the boy could resist such temptation.

On Douluo Continent, becoming a god was the ultimate dream of nearly every Soul Master—especially a child who had just awakened his Martial Soul and was full of hopes for the future.

[Hmph. He's young and ignorant. A little guidance will have him obeying me in no time. Once he trusts me completely, I'll possess him. Though this body is young, it can contain my remnant soul, so his aptitude must be decent. With a little cultivation, restoring my God King power will be just around the corner.]

Xu Yuan heard Tang San's thoughts loud and clear. He widened his eyes, making his shock even more convincing. "B-become a god? Isn't that just something from legends?"

"Legends can come true, too." Tang San coaxed him along, his phantom drifting half an inch closer as the blue light around him softened. "Just do as I say. Tell me, what's your name? What year is it? And where are we?"

Xu Yuan lowered his head, as though trying to absorb all this astonishing information. After a long while, he looked up. "My name is Xu Yuan. This is Iron Hammer Village. The year... Grandpa Village Chief said it's probably 2627 of the Douluo Calendar?"

"2627 of the Douluo Calendar..." God King Tang San murmured, unconsciously tapping the air with his fingertip.

Suddenly, he realized what it meant.

He was now in a time before he had become a god—in other words, he was in the past.

At the thought, God King Tang San couldn't help getting excited.

That meant he could meet Xiao Wu again and rekindle their love.

This time, he absolutely wouldn't let Xiao Wu sacrifice herself.

But soon, God King Tang San thought of a problem. What should he do about his past self?

After considering it for a moment, God King Tang San decided to use his other self first, then kill him.

There was no helping it. God King Tang San felt that his past self could never be brought under his control. With his own intelligence, he would surely realize something was wrong.

More importantly, this world only needed one Tang San. It didn't need a second.

And the Tang San who survived would, of course, be him—God King Tang San!

As for his past self, he could sink into the dust of history.