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

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

The phantom had a majestic build with broad shoulders, long hair cascading down to its feet, and was draped in a flowing robe.

Strange, why have I become like this?

The blue phantom muttered to itself, completely unheard by Xu Yuan, who was busy contemplating his life in front of it.

The blue phantom began to ponder; it remembered giving up its cultivation and taking its own life to search for the reincarnation of Xiao Wu, only to be reincarnated itself.

It had just happened to encounter a spatial turbulence, and upon waking, it had found itself in this current form.

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

God King Tang San looked at his current state and felt that he resembled a Martial Soul.

Could it be that he had become the Martial Soul of this child before him?

Thinking of this, God King Tang San could not help but knit his brows.

He was a dignified God King; it was impossible for him to become someone else's possession.

He must seize this child's body!

That this child's body could become his new vessel was something the child should feel honored by.

After all, the entire Douluo Continent was his, Tang San's, backyard.

One had to know that the Plane Master of Douluo Continent was his father, and his mother was the Core of Life of Douluo Planet.

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

However, the most urgent task now was to figure out what time it was.

Looking at Xu Yuan's home, God King Tang San felt that the house was truly poor, though it was still much better than his own home when he was a child.

Back then, his home was so destitute that even mice wouldn't visit; if a mouse did appear, it would have been considered an extra meal.

Xu Yuan had regained his senses and noticed his third Martial Soul, God King Tang San.

The reason he could confirm the name of the Martial Soul was that he had heard God King Tang San's inner thoughts.

He knew the other party had given up his cultivation to find Xiao Wu's reincarnation, encountered spatial turbulence during reincarnation, and ended up becoming his Martial Soul.

More importantly, this God King Tang San wanted to possess his body.

Xu Yuan discovered that he could dispose of God King Tang San with a single thought, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

This way, he could avoid being possessed by this guy, Tang San.

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

To be honest, Xu Yuan hadn't initially thought he could become a god, but with God King Tang San, it wouldn't be difficult.

Because God King Tang San knew he had returned to the past, he would likely help him improve his strength, and when the time was right, he would attempt to possess him.

Xu Yuan guessed that if God King Tang San were to possess him, it would likely be during the ninth trial.

At that time, he would have no defenses, and it would be the perfect moment for God King Tang San to strike.

Xu Yuan never considered himself a saint; in fact, he felt he was quite selfish.

Moreover, since God King Tang San wanted to possess him, and he was using God King Tang San to help him become a god, the two of them were simply using each other.

The winner would definitely be him, because he could hear God King Tang San's inner thoughts and could dispose of him at will.

These were things God King Tang San was unaware of.

God King Tang San came before Xu Yuan and asked, "Child, what is your name?"

Xu Yuan snapped out of his thoughts and pretended to be shocked, saying, "A... a Martial Soul that can talk!"

Watching the perfectly timed shock on Xu Yuan's face, a trace of imperceptible contempt flashed in the depths of God King Tang San's eyes.

In his view, it was perfectly normal for a child from a remote village to react this way upon seeing a talking Martial Soul.

"Do not panic." God King Tang San deliberately slowed his tone, trying to make his voice sound as gentle as possible.

In reality, every word carried spiritual pressure; even in his current phantom state, it was enough to make an ordinary Spirit Master lose their composure.

However, what God King Tang San did not know was that his spiritual pressure had absolutely no effect on Xu Yuan.

"I am your third Martial Soul, and from this day forward, I shall be your greatest asset," God King Tang San said with an air of arrogance.

Helping this child improve his strength would be an easy task; even becoming a god would not be difficult.

Xu Yuan sneered inwardly, but on the surface, he maintained the trepidation and curiosity expected of a child. He shrank back slightly, his voice trembling: "An... an asset? Can a Martial Soul be an asset? Village Chief Grandpa said that Martial Souls are just for cultivation..."

"Commoner's perspective," Tang San said indifferently, his tone unconsciously revealing the arrogance of a superior. "Ordinary Martial Souls naturally cannot, but I am different. As long as you listen to me obediently, I can save you a hundred years of detours on the path of a Spirit Master, and perhaps... becoming a god is not impossible."

He deliberately dangled the bait of becoming a god, not believing that the child before him could resist such a temptation.

In Douluo Continent, becoming a god was the ultimate dream of almost every Spirit Master, let alone a child who had just awakened his Martial Soul and was full of longing for the future.

[Hmph, so young and shallow. With a little guidance, I can make him follow my every word. Once he trusts me completely, that will be the time for me to possess him. Although this body is young, it can contain my remnant soul, so the aptitude must be decent. With a little cultivation, recovering my God King power is just around the corner.]

Xu Yuan heard Tang San's inner thoughts clearly, and the shock on his face deepened, his eyes widening: "Be... become a god? Isn't that just a legend?"

"Legends can become reality," Tang San coaxed, his phantom drifting half an inch forward, the blue halo around him softening slightly. "As long as you do as I say. Tell me, what is your name? What year is it now? And where is this place?"

Xu Yuan lowered his head, as if digesting this massive influx of information, and only looked up after a long while: "My name is Xu Yuan, and this is Iron Hammer Village. As for the year... Grandpa Village Chief said it seems to be Douluo Calendar 2627?"

"Douluo Calendar 2627..." The phantom of God King Tang San mused, his fingertips tapping unconsciously against the air.

Suddenly, it dawned on him.

The time he was currently in was before he had attained godhood, which meant he was in the past.

Thinking of this, God King Tang San could not help but grow excited.

This meant he could meet Xiao Wu again and rekindle their bond.

This time, he would absolutely not let Xiao Wu sacrifice herself.

But soon, God King Tang San thought of a problem: what should he do about the version of himself that existed at this time?

After pondering for a moment, God King Tang San decided to first make use of his past self and then kill him.

There was no other way; God King Tang San felt it was impossible to recruit his past self, as his own intelligence would surely lead him to realize that something was wrong.

More importantly, this world only needed one Tang San, not a second one.

The Tang San who would survive was, of course, him—God King Tang San!

As for his past self, he would naturally be consigned to the dust of history.