Qin Heng hesitated, then decided to visit Spirit Hall in this Parallel Space-Time first.
After all, Tang San had been the victor ten thousand years ago in this time and space. Qian Renxue had fallen, Bibi Dong had been killed, the Angel God Position had been destroyed, and Spirit Hall had collapsed.
Ten thousand years later, Spirit Hall had quietly been rebuilt in the Sun Moon Empire. He wondered how far it had come.
With a thought, he vanished from the sky above the Ming Capital. The next instant, he appeared in the hall of the city's Martial Soul Main Hall.
The Martial Soul Main Hall stood in the heart of the Ming Capital, a five-story building that blended Soul Guidance Technology with classical architecture.
Soul guidance lights were set into its outer walls, casting a soft golden glow through the night.
Above the main entrance hung a plaque carved with the three characters for "Spirit Hall." The strokes were bold and vigorous, exactly like those on the plaque in Spirit City ten thousand years ago.
The instant Qin Heng stepped inside, an aura identical to his own reached him from deep within the hall.
It belonged to his clone, Qian Huan. Three years ago, when Qin Heng had left this Parallel Space-Time, he had left Qian Huan here to continue rebuilding Spirit Hall as a descendant of the Qian Family.
Now, after three years, his clone had established a firm foothold.
Qian Huan emerged from the hall. The moment he saw Qin Heng, no words were needed. He turned into a streak of light and merged into Qin Heng's body.
Three years of memories flooded Qin Heng's mind.
Over those three years, Spirit Hall's growth in the Sun Moon Empire had been smooth sailing.
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