Rebooting the Continent, Tang San is Bewildered

(ps: Qian Renxue and the protagonist are both adults.)

The God War reached its final conclusion.

Before Jialing Pass.

Tang San held the Asura Divine Sword, his face icy as he gazed at Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue who had fallen in pools of blood.

Spirit Hall was defeated, and the twin gods had fallen.

"It is over."

Tang San pronounced coldly.

At that moment, a figure that everyone had protected behind them all along slowly walked out.

Ye Yuan had no soul power whatsoever, nor could he cultivate.

On this battlefield of the god war, he was an insignificant existence.

Yet as he stepped forward, the depths of Bibi Dong's and Qian Renxue's eyes revealed a despair bordering on madness.

"Xiaoyuan! Run!" Bibi Dong shouted, her heart-rending voice cracking.

"No..."

Qian Renxue's beautiful eyes brimmed with tears as she tried to reach out and grab him.

Ye Yuan turned his head and offered them a gentle smile.

"Sister Dong'er, Xue'er, it is time for me to protect you."

He took a deep breath, and an ancient bell covered in cracks appeared above his head.

That was the spirit he failed to awaken at age six, the Primordial Bell.

"With my soul, reverse the yin and yang. Primordial... reboot!"

The sound of the bell resounded across the entire continent at that moment.

Time began to flow backward crazily.

Spirit City, the Pope's Palace.

"Hah!!!"

Bibi Dong suddenly jolted awake from the papal throne, gasping heavily for breath as cold sweat soaked her luxurious robes.

She instinctively touched her chest.

There was no Rakshasa Divine Attire, and the fatal wound had vanished.

Soul power... ninety-ninth-rank titled Douluo!

"Where... is this?"

Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes narrowed as she blankly looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar Pope's Palace around her.

A golden figure walked straight in through the main entrance.

The newcomer was a young woman possessing peerless beauty. At that moment, her eye rims were red, and her voice trembled as she spoke.

"Sister Dong'er... is that you?"

Qian Renxue!

At this time, she had yet to go undercover in the Heaven Dou Empire.

The two exchanged glances, the shock and bewilderment in their eyes gradually transforming into joy and the relief of surviving a catastrophe.

"Xue'er... we have... been reborn..."

Bibi Dong stepped down from her seat and pulled Qian Renxue into a tight embrace.

In this world, they were not mother and daughter; one was the supreme pope and the disciple of the previous pope,

while the other was the beloved granddaughter of the Elder Hall's supreme pontiff and the heir to the Angel Family.

In their past lives, due to internal power struggles within Spirit Hall, as well as the equally indelible love they both held in their hearts for Ye Yuan, the two had once stood bitterly opposed.

Yet after experiencing that harrowing god war, their grievances and estrangement had long since vanished like smoke.

The grievances of their past lives had long since vanished into thin air after they experienced that harrowing god war.

"It was Xiaoyuan... He used his spirit to reboot time!"

Qian Renxue bit her lower lip, her voice growing softer as she spoke.

"Yet... why can I not sense his presence anywhere..."

Bibi Dong took a deep breath.

"In his past life, he was an orphan from a nameless town, and we only brought him back to Spirit Hall when he was six. Right now, he should only be five and a half! It is not yet time for us to take him in!"

A trace of decisiveness flashed through her beautiful eyes as she turned her head to whisper to Qian Renxue.

"Xue'er, in my past life I was deluded, but in this life I will use the entirety of Spirit Hall to escort and protect him. Right now, however, we must find him first."

"And..." A dense killing intent flashed in the depths of Qian Renxue's eyes.

"Tang San should... only be five years old right now, shouldn't he?"

"Heh." Bibi Dong sneered.

"Five years old? This time, this seat will not even give him the chance to awaken his spirit! Xue'er, accompany me to the Elder Hall."

Inside the Elder Hall.

Supreme Pontiff Qian Daoliu was resting with his eyes closed.

Suddenly, the palace doors were pushed open from the outside.

The second elder, Golden Crocodile Douluo, along with several other elders, actually scrambled and tumbled in.

"Supreme Pontiff! Something has happened!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo's face was pale white, entirely devoid of the poise expected of a ninety-eighth-rank super Douluo.

Qian Daoliu frowned slightly and asked,

"Golden Crocodile, what could possibly have you this panicked?"

"Supreme Pontiff, listen to me..."

Golden Crocodile Douluo swallowed hard, gesturing wildly and speaking urgently.

"I took a nap just now, and suddenly a lot of memories appeared in my head! All of us elders... died in the future! To help Xue'er ascend to godhood, you sacrificed yourself! This old man blew himself up! Spirit Hall was destroyed by a piece of trash named Tang San!"

"What!"

Qian Daoliu abruptly stood up. Before he could even react, the other elders nearby nodded in succession.

"Eldest brother! We have these memories too! It is the absolute truth!"

At that moment, Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue walked into the hall.

"Grandfather, everything Golden Crocodile grandfather said is true."

Qian Renxue looked at Qian Daoliu, her eye rims turning red.

Meeting her living grandfather once more, she could hardly hold back her tears.

Seeing the complicated look in his granddaughter's eyes, Qian Daoliu's heart shook.

At his level, he could naturally perceive the vicissitudes of life and the pain in Qian Renxue's expression—gazes that should never belong to a young girl.

|Xue'er... you..."

Qian Daoliu took a deep breath.

"Fine! Since the heavens have given us a second chance, what should we do?"

Bibi Dong stepped forward, her peerless face filled with killing intent and dominance.

"Supreme Pontiff, Tang San has yet to awaken. But he likely carries his memories as well, along with some of his companions. We must launch a holy war before anyone else can react!"

"First, press our armies against Heaven Dou and Xing Luo. Those who submit to us shall prosper, and those who resist us shall perish."

"Second, dispatch all titled Douluo to hunt down Tang San. Once discovered, smash his corpse to ten thousand pieces."

"Third, exhaust all of Spirit Hall's resources to search for Ye Yuan."

At the mention of Ye Yuan, Qian Renxue's pretty face blushed slightly, and a trace of gentleness and struggle flickered in Bibi Dong's eyes.

Fasino Province, Holy Spirit Village.

A five-year-old boy with somewhat dark skin sat atop a hill, watching the rising sun as a trace of purple light flashed in his eyes.

"The Sea God's power is gone, and the Asura God's power is gone too."

Tang San looked at his own tender, childish hands, yet the corners of his mouth curved into a sneer of absolute certainty.

"It matters not. Relying on the memories of my two lives, Spirit Hall shall still be trampled beneath my feet in this one."

"Father should still be blacksmithing. Once I awaken my twin spirits..."

Just as Tang San was smugly plotting the future, a tall, rugged figure suddenly rushed up the mountain path with a panicked expression.

"Xiaoshan, come with me! Right now!"

Tang Hao grabbed Tang San's arm, his grip causing Tang San's bones to ache.

At this moment, Tang Hao's face was completely devoid of its past decadence and dullness, replaced by an unprecedented solemnity and panic.

Tang San was stunned, looking at his stubble-faced father. "Father, what is it? What happened?"

Tang Hao took a deep breath, his voice low and raspy, his eyes filled with horror.

"Spirit Hall has gone mad. They suddenly mobilized all of their soul masters and titled Douluo without even sending a warning, directly launching a war against the Heaven Dou Empire! The border garrisons of Fasino Province were completely slaughtered within a single day. The Heaven Dou Empire is about to undergo a drastic change! This place will be affected very soon, and we must immediately retreat deep into the mountains!"

"What!!"

Tang San felt as though he had been struck by lightning. The smile on his face instantly froze, and his mind buzzed with noise.

"Spirit Hall... directly launched a holy war? They have already attacked?"

"Yet... Father, I am only five years old this year, and I have not even awakened my spirit yet!!"

Tang San stood dazed upon the hilltop, the mountain wind blowing past as he felt a chill pierce through his entire body.

Why had the trajectory of this life completely collapsed right from the very start!