Past Life Tang San: The Tang Sect Has Already Chosen Its Own Demise!

"Gangzi, no one can save you now. You had best return to the God Realm obediently and accept your fate!"

As the Divine Official finished speaking, he immediately used divine power to seal Yu Xiaogang's mouth, then cast a glance at the Celestial Hunters. "Take Gangzi and let us return to the God Realm at once to report."

After they departed, Feng Yan appeared in this small grove in an instant.

Everything that had just occurred was exactly as Yu Xiaogang had guessed; he had indeed been watching, and he had been watching with great relish.

"Gangzi, I shall borrow your ride." As the words fell, Feng Yan separated a golden strand of divine sense from between his brows.

The divine sense swiftly caught up to the escorted Yu Xiaogang and silently attached itself to his body.

The entire process was extremely fast, so fast that the Celestial Hunters, including Yu Xiaogang himself, did not notice a thing.

Even that Divine Official did not perceive that anything had been added to the group.

Afterward, Feng Yan shook his head and said, "Gangzi, do not blame me for not saving you; it is merely a matter of official business."

In the dead of night within the Star Dou Great Forest, inside a massive tree hollow, that hundred-thousand-year Man Faced Spider Emperor was fast asleep.

"Now is the time! It is time for me, Tang San, to turn the tables and become the master!"

Within a dark space, Tang San, who had been hopeless just a second before, suddenly erupted, attempting to seize control of this spider body.

After these days of "training," Tang San had managed to pry some words out of that madwoman, and he considered himself to have grasped the current situation.

In truth, he had already died after jumping off Ghost Sorrow Cliff, but his soul had arrived in this forest and reincarnated into a hundred-thousand-year-old female spider.

The problem, however, was that the soul of that female spider was still alive...

This created a major issue—the legendary dual souls in one body.

In fact, Tang San had heard of such a situation in his past life, but he had never actually seen it...

The Man Faced Spider Emperor's eyes snapped open, and he exclaimed in a very magnetic male voice:

"I, Tang San, have finally emerged!!!"

The voice echoed within the tree hollow, shaking the dust from the walls of the cave until it fell in a flurry.

"Damn that madwoman, I, Tang San, am the true master of this body! Go to hell!"

As the words fell, Tang San climbed up from the ground, propped himself up on eight spider legs, and observed his body once more, specifically the small, recessed hole between the cephalothorax and the abdomen...

In his past life, as a Tang Sect disciple, using poison was his specialty, and being proficient in all kinds of venomous creatures was a required skill, so he knew how to distinguish between male and female spiders.

Tang San took a deep breath, suppressed the rising nausea, and said resentfully, "Just you wait, you madwoman. Once I find a way to become human... I will let you taste the pleasure of being whipped as well!"

After these days of training, his personality seemed to have undergone some peculiar changes...

Having said that, Tang San walked out of the tree hollow and headed deeper into the Star Dou Great Forest.

He intended to familiarize himself with this new body first and see exactly how strong that madwoman was.

The sky... had brightened.

Tang San pierced the body of a century-old Soft Bone Rabbit with a spider leg.

After the Soft Bone Rabbit twitched a few times, it went completely still. Blood flowed along the purple spider leg onto the ground, making a "drip-drop" sound.

After a night of slaughter, Tang San had finally adapted to the spider body. While he could not say it was second nature, he could at least perform the most basic combat.

Just then, a wave of hunger struck.

Tang San felt that the Soft Bone Rabbit in his grasp smelled increasingly sweet. His body instinctively bared its fangs, and his spider legs brought the rabbit to his mouth.

The Soft Bone Rabbit melted upon contact; he did not even have time to regret it.

"I cannot continue like this. I am no beast; how can I drink blood and eat raw flesh like this?" Tang San muttered to himself.

Suddenly, that familiar feeling of dizziness struck. Tang San's consciousness began to blur again, and he could feel that the other consciousness was about to awaken, instinctively beginning to seize control of the body.

He reacted immediately, "No, that madwoman is waking up again!"

Tang San collapsed to the ground, feeling extremely unwilling. He had finally managed to seize the body; how could he hand it back so soon?

Tang San's consciousness contracted violently, and he began to concentrate with all his might, intending to resist.

About a quarter of an hour passed.

The dizziness gradually subsided. Tang San propped himself up on his legs and stood, gasping for air.

That consciousness had begun to slumber once more. He could consider this a temporary victory, right?

"This won't do! I must find a way,"

Tang San panted, "That madwoman was only just beginning to wake, and I could barely hold her off! If she truly awakens, she might seize control of this body at any moment."

By then, he would have to return to the days of receiving tens of thousands of lashes... and perhaps it would be even worse...

"But what am I supposed to do now!"

Tang San could not think of any solution at all; he was completely clueless in this regard.

Suddenly, Feng Yan transformed into a long-bearded elder with a blurred figure, clad in the white robes of the Tang Sect, and appeared before the Man Faced Spider Emperor that Tang San had become.

"Child, you have truly suffered..."

Tang San's expression shifted; why did this person look so familiar?

The long-bearded elder, dressed in the white robes of the Tang Sect, with the golden embroidered character "Tang" on his chest and that indistinct hidden weapon pouch at his waist...

This is...

Tang San finally recognized the man and immediately choked out, "You are... Grand Elder Tang Lan!"

Feng Yan immediately feigned deep emotion and said, "I never expected that you would still remember me, Little San..."

Tang San said excitedly, "How could Little San ever forget you? If you hadn't brought me into the Tang Sect twenty-nine years ago, I fear I would have died long ago..."

"It was you who gave Little San a second life! It is only a pity... that Little San can no longer fight for the Tang Sect..."

"No... that is not the case." Feng Yan sighed and continued, "Little San, do you know why you appeared here after your death?"

Tang San shook his head, a trace of confusion appearing in his eyes. In truth, he had no idea; his previous thoughts were merely guesses and could not be taken as fact.

Feng Yan spoke sheepishly, "After you jumped off the cliff to your death, the statue of our Founder suddenly manifested a miracle."

"It was the Founder who said he would assist in your reincarnation, and then he told us that in a world called Douluo Continent, a fake Tang Sect had appeared..."

Seeing the elder he respected most pause, Tang San asked urgently, "Grand Elder, what do you mean by a fake Tang Sect?"

The long-bearded elder transformed by Feng Yan stroked his beard and said with a pained expression, "That man is named Buddha Tang; he once stole our Tang Sect's supreme arts and used a special method to arrive in this realm..."

"The Founder's intent is for you to purge that imposter and the fake Tang Sect he established, and ultimately, to restore the prestige of the Tang Sect."

Tang San's eight spider legs trembled slightly as he said in a deep voice, "To think such a thing exists! That man truly has a path to his own death..."

Feng Yan chuckled inwardly, but his face grew even more affectionate, "I knelt and begged the Founder for three days and three nights before he allowed this soul fragment to come to this world to guide you... but now, time is running out..."

Upon hearing this, Tang San's eight spider legs went soft simultaneously, and his entire spider body knelt on the ground, choking out, "Grand Elder! You have sacrificed so much for Little San... how can Little San ever repay you!"

"Silly child."

Feng Yan raised his hand in a gesture of support, "Little San, that soul within your body must have caused you a great deal of suffering, hasn't it?"

Tang San shuddered all over, recalling the sensation of those tens of thousands of lashes, and tears welled up in his spider eyes, "Grand Elder... you even know about this?"

"When the Founder manifested, he had already seen through your predicament."

Feng Yan sighed, then his tone turned stern, "This body of yours is a hundred-thousand-year Man Faced Spider Emperor, which is a heaven-sent fortune, but that soul coexisting with you is like a blade hanging over your neck."

"If you do not suppress it, let alone purging that fake Tang Sect, the daily struggle for control of your body alone will be enough to torture you into madness."