My name was Tang San. I came from the Bashu Tang Sect, and also from... the Tang Sect of Douluo Continent!
Tang San's restless emotions gradually calmed. Seeing the familiar yet unfamiliar Spirit Hall deacon, Su Yuntao, enter the room with Old Jack after opening the door, he soon followed the other children inside.
Yes, he had been reborn, and this was his second rebirth. However, his memories were extremely muddled and unclear.
He only clearly remembered that, in his previous life, relying on the memories of the Tang Sect from the life before that, he had fought his way through every obstacle. On Douluo Continent, he slew gods who blocked him and killed Buddhas who stood in his path, forging ahead without hesitation. In the end, he ascended to the God Realm hand in hand with his beloved and friends, achieving a perfect life.
After that, he remembered that an unknown number of tens of thousands of years had passed. Yet his memories of living in the God Realm during that time were so blurry that they were nearly nonexistent; he could not recall a single detail.
This made him inexplicably uneasy. He always felt that he would suffer a huge loss because of it in the future.
However, there was one thing he remembered with absolute clarity: the reason for his rebirth.
His beloved, Xiao Wu, had somehow died even after tens of thousands of years as a god, and not even divine power could revive her.
He had been reborn precisely to search for Xiao Wu.
About six years ago, when Tang San first opened his eyes in this world, what greeted him was a chaotic battlefield. His father held him in his strong, powerful arms. There was Angel Douluo Qian Xunji, whom he had never seen